Before the fame, the money, the girls, Sammy Wilkinson was Vanessa's best friend. Some even called them soul mates. What Sammy didn't know was how Vanessa truly felt. He made her happy, until he left her in Omaha, alone.
His beautiful eyes stare deep into my brown ones with so much desperation and hope.
"Fine, but I still need to go to Omaha. I need to talk to my mom about it and make sure she's fine with it. I'll come back once I get a call back from an agency, and if I don't get one I'm staying in Omaha." I state.
"Yes!" He cheers jumping around the kitchen.
"Okay let's get started. Before you get ready, take a couple selfies. I'm sure they would love to see you without makeup."
"No I look like shit."
"Shut up, no you don't, go take one near the window." He demands.
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"How's this?" I ask.
"Damn look at my best friend." He cheers.
"You're stupid." I say walking away before he notices me blush.
After I put my makeup on I decided to take more pictures.
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"Sammy help me take pictures." I say walking into the living room.
"Okay, after we take some here, we can go to the beach and I don't know maybe a cafe or something." He shrugs. I narrow my eyes at him.
"What? I've seen pictures like that on Instagram." He laughs.
"Okay Sammy." I laugh.
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