Picture of Josh Hutcherson as Zach Tanner
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A Tomboy Living With Boys
Chapter 4: Did you just call me sweetheart?
I wait in the car park for Jake following his instructions tapping my foot impatiently.
"How are you so cute?" a deep low voice rumbles behind me.
I flick my face around to find an amused Jake. "Cute? Excuse my sprinkles but how an earth am I cute!" I stare at him in disbelief, I am anything but cute.
He rolls his eyes at my remark.
"Yeah keep on rolling your eyes, you may find a brain back there." I turn back and charge towards his car. I can hear his footsteps starting to follow.
About three quarters into the drive back to the house, the trip is completely silent besides from the low music playing on the radio. I lean back into the car seat- I had no idea how tense I was. I slowly close my eyes blocking out everything.
The beautiful silence broke.
"How do you like school?"
"I would prefer it if there was a certain boy not going to it." I keep my eyes closed signalling I do not want to talk to anyone at the moment, especially Jake.
Jake is oblivious to that though. "Yeah, I know, Spence' can be a bit of a pain in the rear end sometimes." he nods as if in agreement.
"Yeah, sorry to break it to you sweetheart but wrong boy." I mutter quietly enough that I'm not sure if he could hear me.
"Did you just call me sweetheart?" His face slides into a smirk. Cakes, that boy has spiderman hearing.
Or it may be my loud muttering...
"You wish." I grumble.
He parks in front of the mansion and I take my chance to jump out of the car and run into the house.
As I make my way to the living room which Mary spots me.
"Sam, honey, how did the first day of school go, I hope Jake made you feel welcome." she sweetly smiles at me. "Come on, let's go get you an afternoon snack," an afternoon snack? Thats what they call it? Who cares, I'm starving yet again.
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I lie on my bed after my little 'afternoon snack'. After being satisfied with letting the food in my tummy enough time to digest, I decide I need to get out- it least get some exercise I haven't been able to do for the past couple of days.
I put on an over sized large t-shirt which used to be one of my good old pals before I left and some baggy ripped jeans I found in this op shop sort of place. Don't get me wrong, I have enough money to buy expensive clothes and all, but who gives about clothing? All I pay it on is food, drink and running shoes. The rest of the money goes towards my college fees. You think I'm getting a bit ahead of myself?
I think not. If I don't pay for a majority of my college, my father will need to pay and he would choose what college I go to.
I quickly slip on my black nike frees and grab my skateboard. I put a snapback my on my head facing backwards, I mean, I've always been such a big supporter of being sun smart.
Skateboarding is totally exercise.
I run down the stairs finally getting the hang of this place. At the final stair I trip over my own foot and face plant into the hard plank wood floor. Seriously! It couldn't be carpet of some sort?
I let out a large and unattractive grunt and get up from the floor. I pick up my stuff I dropped while falling.
My nose kills and when I check it, sure enough it's bleeding.
I make my way to the kitchen annoyed about my little set back. I pull out a kleenex beside the sink and wipe my nose. It unfortunately not a small one so blood pours from my nose into the sink and I go through many blood-soaked kleenexes.
"Woah, are you alright Sam?" Jake walks into the kitchen with is phone in his hand standing still, staring at me.
"Nah I'm totally fine, just thought the sink needed giving blood to." I state sarcastically while still trying to tame my out of control blood nose.
Jake finally breaks out of his gaze and starts walking towards me "What did you do this time Clumsy?" he starts pulling out more kleenexes and shoving them into my nose.
"I don't need you help!" I scream at him. Yeah yeah, I may have some problems with people I dislike trying to help me. Scratch that most people that try to help me I have problems with. "And for your information I tripped down the stairs."
He doesn't reply but steps back following my instructions and looks at me amused.
It takes ages getting my nose to stop bleeding but when the time comes my nose only has a slight ache to it and may look a bit red. Jake who doesn't leave my side but stays silent with the same face the whole time.
I ignore him, adjust my snapback and pick up my board. I push past him pretty hard for him causing him to have a slight falter in his balance but for me- I let him off easy.
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I glide down the roads which are still new to me. I love that feeling of the wind passing me.
When my mom died, the rest of the day the only thing I would do would be travelling down the streets of my neighbourhood on my board. It gives me a sort of relaxation that not many things can give me, it's like soccer only soccer lets me get my anger out.
I'm not planning on going far because I don't want to get lost. I look to my left and see a house as big as my father's and mine. It looks like something familiar but I can't put my finger on it.
As I'm thinking about the house, eyeing it, I look in front of me to see someone walking along the road. I move out of the way and fall off my board making me skid around a meter across the road. I inspect my cut. My whole shin is covered in gravel and blood, but it's not deep, only the first couple of layers of skin but sure as cake it hurts.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! That was completely my fault." I look up from my cut to see a redhead girl about my age.
"Nah, man that's all right." What? I can be nice sometimes. Although inside I am dying to scream out, 'Yes it is! You should be careful, you owe me your life!'. I restrain it though, biting my lip.
"Really? Are you sure?" she gets up and offers a hand down to me and I gratefully take it. "Hey, you're in my English class, you're new, aren't you?"
"Yep, that's me, Sam."
"Cool, I'm Chloe." she glances toward my leg where blood is dripping out of my body onto the pavement. "I'm so sorry, come with me, I was just walking to my house. I can clean you up!"
I don't deny the offer and she leads me down the street which is fortunately only a couple of houses down. I pick up my board along the way, my poor baby.
I sit on one of her dining room chairs and Chloe disappears only to reappear seconds later holding a medical kit.
"I'm just going to clean it up and I'll put a bandage on it, okay?" she takes out multiple tools which don't look safe to me.
As she gets what looks like disinfectant I feel my butt vibrating.
"Luke, I am your father," My phone chimes.
I grab my phone from my back pocket not bothering to see the contact of whose number is calling me, I pick up.
"Hello?" I say in a harsh tone, but hey? It's better than going all kung fu panda on them.
"Where the hell are you?" a deep husky voice speaks.
"Who are you because if you are some kind of stalker, I am most definitely not going to tell you my location."
At this comment Chloe gives me a weird look.
"It's Zach, Sam. Jeez." I can hear the annoyance in his voice.
Why would he be calling me?
"How did you get my number?" I snap.
"You don't think my mom would've given me your number? Anyways, where are you, Jake said you had a blood nose and went out of the house!"
"I went boarding and I fell off my board and someone is just helping me out because I've got a small cut on my leg." I sigh at his overreaction.
"Okay but come home as soon as possible, mom has been looking everywhere for you." he hangs up. So much for saying goodbye.
I throw my phone across the table.
"What was that?" I completely forgot Chloe was there.
"Oh, nothing, I just need to get home"
"You'll be fixed up in no time. Brace yourself,"
"Why-" Before I can finish my sentence, she puts the disinfectant on my leg. "Fudge!" I say but it's muffled from me biting my lip in pain.
It kills so much and stings. I grip the sides of the tables and scratch the wood with my bitten down nails.
As soon as Chloe finishes it still has that pain but I feel better anyways.
"Don't worry the pain won't be as bad from now on, I'll just bandage it up." Chloe reassures me.
She brings out a huge bandage and wraps it around my shin. The blood seeps through a bit but it already feels and looks a lot better.
After she finishes, I try to stand up which didn't go so well, I can already feel a bruise coming across my leg. At this I fall back into my chair and wince.
"I think it would be better if I gave you a ride to your house, do you live far?"
"Nah, I'm just a couple of blocks away."
"I'll just go get my keys."
We head outside to her mini car.
I hop in slowly with Chloe's help and my board in my arms.
I lead directions back to the house.
"This is me." I start to hop out very slowly and painfully.
I look back at Chloe who has and awestruck face. "You live with the Tanner's!"
"For now I do. Do you want to come in?"
"No, I better not, I need to get home for dinner, I'm so sorry again, hope you leg is better, thanks." she says so fast and speeds off back to her house faster than I could say 'Bye'.
I hobble into the house with the board under my arm. In the kitchen Mary is cooking dinner, yum.
"Sam! Are you all right? What happened!?" Mary sprints over to me.
"I was boarding and I fell, but I just hurt my leg and I got a ride home." I say trying to stand up tall, much to my legs dismay.
"This is not a little cut Sammy, why didn't you tell me?" Zach appears with wide eyes on my moderately blood soaked bandage.
"Let's just say I've had a rough and bloodful day."
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Hmm...not so sure about this one but I like the new friend Chloe!
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Bella x