Samantha's POV.
"Alright dad, I'll be back in time for dinner." I exclaimed, shrugging on my coat as I left the house.
It'd been a week since I was kidnapped and poisoned. The memories were fresh and at times I was too paranoid to leave the house.
When I returned home my father was freaked the hell out. Completely understandable. He bombarded me with questions of my late night adventures, only if he knew.
I hopped on my bike and started riding towards school. It was Friday, the last day of this hectic school week. I was exhausted and work came easily as I got used to it.
Adaptation worked sometimes.
I parked my bike and got inside the school to my first period class. Science.
I smiled as I saw Jeremy and his friends, I waved at them, and they did the same back to me.
I sat quietly as the teacher walked in.
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Signing as I walked out of school, I took in a whiff of fresh air.
I scanned my surroundings as I grabbed my bike.
"See you later, Sam!" Jasmine, a girl from calculus shouted.
"See you Monday, Jas." I said and rode towards home.
"You're a slow rider, most girls I know are faster than you." came his voice.
The same voice that I came to hate and love at the same time.
"That's because I'm not most girls." I explained casually.
He chuckles.
I got off the bike and turned to him.
Damon was dressed in a baby blue t-shirt and black jeans and converse.
"Why are you following me?" I asked as I crossed my arms across my chest.
"Because I wanted to ask you a question." he says rubbing his head.
Was he nervous? My heartbeat speed up.
I don't trust this man.
"W-what question?" I stuttered.
What the hell was wrong with me? Stuttering and shit? I cleared my throat.
"You wanna play a game, love?" he smiled mischievously.
"Uh sure?" I wasn't even sure of myself.
"Tag, you're it!" and he was gone.
He was using his powers and that was totally unfair but nevertheless, I chased after him.
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