Sam's POV
Let me tell you a little about SSA Spencer Reid. He is extremely intelligent which I admire him for, however he gets well... a little over excited about science, theories, evidence etc because he speaks at about 100mph yet I still can understand him.
Anyways, right now, I am currently sitting on my bed. It was finally the weekend again! I have to admit, the week went extremely quick, as well as any type of conversation with James. He was distant again, like when he joined Claire's clique.
The others had picked up on his moods, something was bothering him. I did have a feeling it was about what happened in the park. Surely girls should be more affected by that? Well then again, I'm not your average girl...
I don't know what to do. I'm quite bored which is pretty normal considering the average attention span of a teenager is pretty small. Mine usually shrinks when it wants but usually I'm always alert and ready to jump into action like coming up with an awesome remark to CClaire's pathetic attempts to insult me.
I'm still curious about who Aunt Beth's boyfriend. Who is this guy? He's gotta be pretty damn awesome to make her blush like a high school girl whenever he's mentioned. Apparently I get to meet him in a week or so, there's a family gathering at my grandparents house. That should be fun... I could creep him out trying to profile him.
Glancing at my alarm clock, it read that it was only ten in the morning. What should I do? I could play guitar? Eat some food? Hmmm. I'm gonna check out what everyone's up to.
"Okay Phil," I muttered, "Lets talk to some peeps."
Phil responded as he lit up and directed me to my messages where I sent a group text under the name 'Crazy Crew'
To: Crazy Crew
Wassup peeps, I'm dead bored. Anyone wanna hang out?
-Sammieeee xx
I hit send and placed Phil down on the table. And now, I shall wait.
Instead of staring at Phil, hoping a message would arrived, I decided to leave my bedroom as I heard various voices echo from downstairs. I crept down and peered into the living room where my dad, Jack, Joey and Aunt Beth sat, seeming to have some sort of conversation which wasn't interesting according to Jack who was staring intently at his Nintendo screen, probably playing Mario. Typical.
"Sam, we were wondering if you could go over to James's today, his parents need help decorating their spare room and I offered your help considering how bored you are." My Dad explained to me, causing me to narrow my eyes and glare at him.
"Please enlighten me on how you thought I was bored." I sarcastically remarked, my older brother smirked and dad pointed to him.
"Traitor." I hissed, causing my Aunt to chuckle.
"Oh come on Sam, you know you want to see lover boy." Joey teased, I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah right, just how you're dying to go and see that girl you were kissing last week but you can't because your car broke down." I shot back, causing a glare to be fired at me.
"Traitor." Joey hissed back.
I grinned and then directed my attention to my father.
"So why do I have to go?" I asked with a frown.
"Because Sam, you are close with James and they could use the help! Besides the rest of us are busy so get ready, I will drop you off in a minute."
I sighed at my dad, why did he offer my help? I wasn't on the best terms with James as it is, things would be plain awkward...
I shrugged before running back upstairs to shove a few essentials in my backpack - Phil, Phil's charger, headphones, a hoodie, a extra shirt (incase I got paint on the one I was already wearing), a water bottle and some gummy bears.
I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, I was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, an old football jersey and a black beanie. Damn, I look pretty good. Shaking my head with a grin on my lips, I ran downstairs and found that my dad was waiting in the truck which I quickly jumped in to.
"Whoa there kiddo, are you pretending to be a ninja or something?" my dad asked whilst turning the keys in the ignition and the car rumbled to life.
"Well yeah, I am actually." I grinned and turned the radio up, the song currently playing was Ed Sheeran -Sing.
I quickly pulled out my phone to see nobody replied. Jeez I feel the love. I quickly typed another message.
To: Crazy Crew
Thanks for the reply buttheads. anyways got plans now, speak soon.
Over and out - Sammieeee xxx
And send. I smiled to my self before placing Phil into my bag.
"So dad, how's everything?" I casually ask whilst switching radio station as some boring song came on.
"It's all good sweetheart, how about you?" my dad asked, he was used to my abruptness asking random questions out of the blue.
"Weeeeeelll it's okay I guess, schools pretty good, training is good." I shrugged.
"How about you and James?" my dad asked with a smirk, causing me to groan and shake my head.
"Nothing, I've already told you, besides he's been distant and blunt towards the whole group. I think he's on his period." I explained as we pulled up into James's driveway.
My dad laughed and turned to me, "Give him time, and don't worry, just carry on as normal to show you aren't affected."
I nodded at his wise words and he kissed my forehead. "I will pick you up later, be good and be helpful." I nodded and grinned then fist bumped him.
"Love you to the moon and back." we both said in unison and I hoisted my bag on my back, and climbed out the truck. Once I shut the door, my dad was already reversing and pulling away.
"Wow for a minute I thought he wanted to get rid of me." I muttered under my breath. Shaking my head, I walked up towards the front door, palms sweating and knocked three times.
About forty seconds later, the door opened, revealing James's mother. She was wearing long dungarees, a pink top underneath and her blonde hair was tied in a messy bun. She was a very pretty woman.
"Sam! I haven't seen you for a while, come on in!" she exclaimed as she pulled me into a hug which I returned, she was another mother figure in my life.
"Hi Mrs LeGrove." I smiled at her, she chuckled, "Oh please, call me Sarah, Mrs LeGrove makes me sound old!" I laughed lightly and removed my converse and left them next to my bag.
"Come on into the kitchen, I made some cookies earlier." she told me and lead me into the huge kitchen.
It was massive with an island in the middle which hosted spinning stools around it. Sarah gestured me to sit and I obliged whilst she sat on the other side of the island.
"So how are things?" she asked me with a grin.
"Pretty good thanks, quite hectic at school but I'm sure it's manageable." I replied and as she offered me a cookie, I took one and took a bite of the heavenly goodness.
"Ah, that's what happens at your age but you are so clever, James doesn't stop going on about you." she told me and I choked on my cookie a little but recovered quickly and blushed.
"Yeah I hope exams go well, I need to try and get into college." I replied, Sarah nodded with a knowing smile.
"I remember my college years, I was a party girl, wearing nice dresses, heels and make up and then dancing the night away!" I grinned at her dreamy expression. "It was great back then, you would enjoy it when you go to college, and the boys will love you."
I laughed at her comment "I doubt it, I think I would scare them with my mind." Sarah had an amused expression on her face.
"I know one boy who you actually have the opposite affect on."
Then she remained quiet and looked behind me, I turned, to see James standing there with bed hair, and still in his pyjamas which consisted of basketball shorts and a t shirt.
"Morning sunshine!" Sarah chirped at her son, he rubbed his eyes and grunted before sitting two stools away from me causing Sarah to raise a brow at me, I shrugged, looking down at my nails.
"Why am I up so early?" James groaned and rested his head on the counter.
"Because you are helping us decorate the spare rooms and Sam offered to help." his mother explained before sliding a glass of orange juice towards her half asleep son which he gratefully accepted.
"Would you like anything to drink Sam?" Sarah asked politely, I shook my head "No thank you, Im okay for the moment." this caused Sarah to smirk at her son, "Why couldn't you have manners like Sam?" she asked.
James sat up straight and rolled his eyes "Because I'm a dude." I scoffed, he directed his attention to me and raised a brow.
"Your gender doesn't actually specify whether or not you are well mannered." I explained with a smirk and James slightly smirked back before jumping off of his stool and went on a search for food.
"Sarah, could you come up here please?" Jared hollered from upstairs. Jared was James's father. They shared many qualities which was rather amusing.
Sarah rolled her eyes and trudged out of the kitchen. I spun around on my stool silently, the air was thick with awkwardness. I stopped spinning when I caught James staring at me.
"Are you okay?" I asked and raised a brow.
He nodded. "Fine, why?"
I frowned, his reply was pretty blunt. "Because you haven't been yourself lately." I replied which caused him to laugh bitterly.
"I'm not the only one." he shot back causing me to raise my brows giving him a questioning look.
"Excuse me?" I asked him, his expression was cold as he narrowed his eyes.
"You've changed Sam, ever since the tutoring started." I rolled my eyes.
"Really? that's funny considering you have been acting weird since we almost kissed, you then became distant James." I spat, keeping a neutral expression.
James was halfway peeling an orange before adjusting his gaze back to me.
"Yeah well it was a mistake." he told me, I felt a pang of hurt in my chest.
"Okay then why are you acting like this?" I questioned, keeping eye contact the whole time.
"I don't know what you're talking about Sam, stop going all profiler on me."
I rolled my eyes and stood up, "You know what, you need to drop the act James, okay so maybe the almost kiss was nothing to you I'm glad you shared your view but you aren't only wrecking our friendship, it's affecting the others too. I don't even know who you are anymore." I then left the room, not wanting to hear his reply. This was gonna be a long day...
Authors Note:
Hey guys!
Nice drama there ayee;)
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-peace out profilers.
Brooke :)