by Sam Ale
Sam Ale
The Jerks, The Players, and The Girl..
Wonder how THIS will end..<3
Chapter 1
*** Sam ***
“God damn Shane! Get out of my room!" I yell at my brother's best friend. He looks at me with an amused smile, waving a little. "Nahh I like your room" he says with a smile and a wink. I run at him, and barrel my head into his chest. "Ummph!" he says with a grunt. Moving to the door, he holds his hands up in surrender. Katie, my best friend, is sitting on the bed, laughing her ass off. "Run Shane!" She yells, falling back on the bed. He runs and I slam the door shut behind him. She is still laughing as we get dressed. "Katie, please. Stop laughing!" I say with a smirk. "Its so hard not to though, I mean, you have the biggest crush on him!" I stare at her open mouthed. "I do not have a giant crush on him! He is an annoying asshole, and a player! Why would I love an arrogant jerk like him?” I say, staring at her. She smirks “Cuz he is flipping hot!” she yells, fanning her face. “Mmm I wouldn’t mind having him take me for a ride” She gives me a wink. I laugh. “Ughh, Kat, you are so crazy. I love you!” She smiles. “I love you to. Now finish getting dressed for school! I don’t want to be late!” With that she walked down the hall in search of breakfast
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~~~ Shane ~~~
Haha She just kicked me out of her room. Gosh I love messing with her! Her face was so funny! I rub my chest where her head hit me. Damn she is so stubborn, and strong. And beautiful. Whoa! Where did that come from?! I shake my head walking downstairs for food. I can hear Katie and Sam’s laughter. Wonder what they are laughing about? Ah well.. It doesn’t matter. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs, and turn to see Katie coming down them. She stops beside me and leans forward to whisper in my ear, “You really should just ask her out. She likes you.” and with that she was gone. I stood rooted to the spot shock written across my face. Sam? Likes me? Crazy…?
Chapter 2
*** Sam ***
I laugh and start to pull on my tight, light blue, skinny jeans and white tank top. I slide on my sexy leather jacket, then pull on my blue converse. I stand in front of my full length mirror. My golden colored hair falling in long, silken tresses to my shoulder, my brownish green eyes bright with mischief, and my curves well proportioned. I was beautifully sexy I thought. Making my way downstairs I saw my brother and his friends. I guess I’ll tell you a little about them.
My brother, Matt, is 6’1, with short, spiked, brown hair, blueish gray eyes, and a well built body. He and all his friends are on the football and basketball teams.
Shane, is 6’1, has shaggy black hair, piercing green eyes, and is broad and well proportioned.
Zane, is 6’2, has baby blond hair, light blue eyes and is kind of lanky, he is also my best guy friend, and the only reason he is is because he is nice and sweet and doesn’t hit on me.
Xavier, is 6’, has long brownish blond hair, dark brown eyes, and is well built.
Chris, is 6’3, has short, spiked, black hair with red streaks at the tips (Which make him look unbelievably sexy to bad he’s a jerk), dark blue eyes, and is very well built.
Jason, is 6’1, has dirty blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, and is very broad and muscular.
Mike, is 6’, with short blonde hair that has light blue streaks, dark blue eyes, and is nice to look at. All in all these boys are sexy eye candy. No wonder they are the most popular boys at school. And I’m not popular, but I am well known around the school. Being captain of the basketball and soccer teams, I should be. “Sam! Get your ass down here or your gonna be late!” shouts Matt from the kitchen. “I’m right here you dumbass!” I shout, smiling slightly. Matt and I are really close so when we call each other names it doesn’t matter. He smiles and grabs me, giving me a big bear hug. “Awwww”, says Jason in a baby voice, “Look at them. They are so cute!” I laugh as Matt punches him. “Hey, Hey Matt take it easy! I was joking!” says Jason as Matt punches him once more. “Learn to keep your mouth shut Jas” says Shane, who was leaning on the counter, eating an apple. He tosses me one and I catch it easily. I bite into it as we all grab our bags and head for the car.
~~~ Shane ~~~
I almost choke on my apple when I see her. Long hair flowing behind her, tight jeans hugging her curves, her breasts straining against the material. She definitely dresses to impress. And I have been impressed. Wait?! This is Sam! Not some hoe you wanna fuck.. But she does look amazing. Matt and her hug and then Jason starts to run his mouth. I don’t really listen to what he says but I know it pissed Matt off cuz he starts to attack the poor dude. I snicker a little and say, “Learn to keep your mouth shut Jas,“ I take another bite of my apple. She looks at me with those mesmerizing eyes and when she nods at the apples I toss her one. She catches it easily and I have to give her credit. She’s a great athlete.
Chapter 3
*** Sam ***
I jump into Shane's car and he gives me a funny look. "What?" I ask watching his face. "Umm.. Why are you riding with me?" he asks, looking a little shocked. "Cuz I wanna that's why. Now drive I don't wanna be late." He chuckles, "There's my Sam." I smirk, "I'm not your anything," He murmurs something under his breath but I don't catch what it was. I shrug and stare out the window. Yeah, I know what your thinking. Where are our parents? Well, Matt and I live alone because our parents are constantly on the road and they didn't want that life for us. So every month they send us money for food and other necessities (No, I'm not gonna say how much) and we get along just fine. Then the guys either hated living with their parents or were kicked out. Shane was one of them. Only Matt and I know the full story. Shane just tells the guys that his parents kicked him out. You see, Matt, Shane, and I have been friends for years. When our parents first bought us the house. We have lived here since Matt was 16 and I was 14. Shane was the same age as Matt and one day we decided to get together and hang out. Well, Matt got sick so we took him home. I left something at Shane's and asked if he would drive me over there to get it. He agreed and we drove over. We were laughing and giggling. He chased me upstairs into his room and I fell on the bed laughing. Well out faces were really close together and his eyes got all serious. My smile faded as his lips came closer to mine. I held my breath when his lips touched mine. It wasn't a hard kiss. It was soft and lingering. Then his door flew open and his parents saw us. His father started screaming and yelling and his mother grabbed his hair and dragged him a little. I was terrified. They started arguing and then Shane yelled that he was leaving and they said good riddance. He grabbed his stuff, shoved it in a bag, grabbed my make up bag and then my hand and dragged my outside. I told him he could stay with us and we've been friends ever since. I always felt that he sort of resented me after that. I mean, it was my fault his parents kicked him out. I hear him crying every now and then. Imagine saying your leaving and your parents saying they didn't care. They don't ever call or talk to him. Its like he's dead to them.
~~~ Shane ~~~
Sam jumps in my car and I’m kind of surprised. She usually rides with Zane. She and him are like best friends. It makes me smile to see her happy with him but, it also makes me kind of jealous. “What?” she asks breaking my train of thought. “Umm.. Why are you riding with me?” I ask, sliding into the car with her. “Cuz I wanna. Now drive I don’t wanna be late.” I chuckle and say, “There’s my Sam” She smirks, “I’m not your anything.” I murmur softly, ”Yet” She glances at me, wondering what I said but I wasn’t gonna tell and she wasn’t gonna ask. Before I knew it she had fallen asleep and it gave me a chance to stare at her. God she was beautiful. Nobody was a
s amazing looking as this girl. I pulled into the parking lot. We were a few minutes early so I sat there, watching her sleep. She looked so peaceful. I didn’t want to wake her but, I know she’d be pissed if I let her sleep through a period. I climb out of the car and open her door lightly shaking her shoulder. I lean down and whisper to her.
Chapter 4
*** Sam ***
"Sam! Sam, Wakey Wakey, We're at school." I feel a hand on my shoulder and a warm, soft voice speaking in my ear. I blink open my eyes and see our high school, then turn my head and see Shane, kneeling beside me. "S-Sorry," I stutter, rubbing my eyes, "I must have fell asleep." He smiles and offers me a hand pulling me up. "No worries" and he starts walking off, immediately he is surrounded by girls, sluts more like it and I feel Katie's arm slide into mine. "So, are you in love with him yet?" She asks with a teasing smile. "Not yet and I don't think I ever will." I laugh and we walk into school, watching Shane with his horde of sluts following him, touching his hair, trying to slide their fingers under his shirt. He smiles and lets them. I feel disgusted and they guys don't looks as pleased. Matt takes a long look at Katie and then glances at me. My eyes widen a little and I get out my phone to text Matt. 'You like her?!' I text. Then I open my locker, grabbing my books and heading to my first period class. Math.. Ugh.. Why must I learn about you? My phone vibrates and it says: 'Yeah I do, But don't say anything! I mean it Sam' I smile and text: 'Your secret is safe with me.' and it really is. I wouldn't tell one of Matt's secrets if my life depended on it. He's my brother. I can't betray him. Ever. He's all I have. Yeah, we have our parents but they aren't ever around. Since I was 14 (And now I'm almost 17, Matt 19) I haven't really had a Mom. The boys living with me are more family then I could have ever imagined. Matt threw ever birthday party I've ever had, made sure I was well clothed and fed, and gave me all the love in the world. His friends even though they annoyed me and sometimes really hurt my feelings (not that I told them), they loved me unconditionally. It was like one big family. Ms. Peterson, started to drone on and on about Parabola, Its like this fancy grid in a U shape. I started to doodle in my notebook, knowing Matt could help me with this later. Katie, who was sitting next to me whispered, "I cannot wait till the last day of school" I nodded in agreed meant. Our last day of school was only a week away. I was so excited! Then I was also sad. My brother and his friends graduated this year. We were all going to the College Station in Texas not far from our home, but I wouldn't see them at school and that tore my heart up. That meant less time with Shane.. I thought. Wait?! I thought that!? Oh my god! I'm going insane. Focus Sam. Focus on Math. Oh thank lord the bell rang. I jump up and out of my seat. Running into the hall I hit my head on a hard chest, before I fall I feel a pair of strong arms holding me up. "You know babe, I'll always give you a hug if you want one. You don't have to run at me." Chris says with a chuckle. I push him away. "Shut up Chris, You know I hate this class." he shrugs and smiles. Seeing his groupie of sluts coming, he slips away to go see them. They squeal and grab his clothes, touching his hair. Its sickening. The last thing that boy needs is more attention. The day drags on and the only good time was in the cafeteria where we ate some pie. I love pie. It tastes amazing. All soft and creamy. "Miss Matthews. Are you listening?" The teacher snaps. I shake my head and say, Nope! Popping the 'P'. "Well I hope you like detention then." I smile and nod. "Of course, I get a lot of extra nap time in there." The class snickers and chuckles. My teacher slams down the book he was holding. "This isn't a joke Miss Matthews. Straight to the principals office. Now." I smile and nod getting up. "You might want to consider detention yourself Sir, You seem a little cranky." I hear the laughter from my classmates as I close the door and make my way down the hall to Shane's car. Screw detention. I am not sitting in detention for an hour. I slide into Shane's car and close my eyes, drifting off.
~~~ Shane ~~~
I pull her out of the car and start walking towards my class. I don’t really care which one. I just know Sam’s not gonna be near me. The sluts surround me and I try to shake them off. They cling to me like glue. It sickens me. Yeah I’m a player but I don’t want them around me 24/7. Lately none of them have satisfied me. I glance over and see Sam talking to Katie. They laugh and Sam shakes her head. They start toward their own classes. I see Sam glance at me and I let the sluts touch me, hoping to make her jealous. Instead her face twists in disgust and she flings her hair over her shoulder, walking away. I sigh and shoo the sluts away. Uncaring about them, they go off to bother someone else. I walk into the classroom and Matt pats me on the back. “Alright. Spill.” I look at him confused. He sighs and looks me dead in the eyes. “I can see straight through you bro. You have a thing for someone. And its not an ordinary someone. Its special. Who?” I look at him nervously, my head was screaming Sam. But I couldn’t tell that to her overprotective brother. Best friends sister is off limits. Matt’s eyes soften and he touches my shoulder. “You can tell me anything Shane. You know that.” His eyes show a little hurt that I wouldn’t be completely honest with him. Guilt pierced me in the gut. This is the guy who protected me and I couldn’t tell him the honest truth. I was falling in love with his sister. I lower my voice and glance around. “I think I’m falling for your sister.” Matt looks at me for a second, weighing his options then he smiles. “I couldn’t think of a better guy for her.” I break into a giant smile. “But you better treat her right. I don’t want her having a broken heart cuz of you.” I nod rapidly and start daydreaming about Sam. Her long hair, her body, mostly her eyes. Gosh, Anybody could drown in them. I walk through the class in a daze not really listening or caring. I pretty much had straight A’s. I was having a good day till I reached Reading. I knew I had to concentrate in this class. ‘C’mon Shane, Last class. You can do it.‘ I thought. I had dyslexia and it was really hard for me to read. I was pretty good at writing, just reading gave me trouble. As the class went on I kept mixing up the letters. I could barely understand. Finally, I just got up and ran out. Not caring where I was going I went to the parking lot, making my way to the car. I just wanted to go home. Sleep. Forget about life. I reached my car when I felt a hand on my back and a slutty sugary sweet voice talking to me. Oh lord. Cherry. God, she is the biggest slut ever. I don’t want to talk to her at all.
Chapter 5
*** Sam ***
I wake up, hearing a knock on the window. I look up seeing Shane and some slut in front of the car. I wrinkle my nose in disgust. Cherry, is her name. Big boobed, blonde, long legs, no brain at all. She sleeps with everyone who asks. She disgusts me. They're talking, I duck down to listen and they won't see me.
Cherry: Awww Please Shane? Just one ride.. I'll make it worth your while. I can tell she winks and takes his hand. I think Shane ran his hand through his hair. I peek up to watch. Yep, he did. I know him to well.. Freaky. I turn my attention back to the pair.
"I don't know Cherry.. I'm not in the mood." He replies, glancing at the ground. Cherry gapes at him.
"Not in the mood" she shrieks, staring at him in shock. Obviously it was her first time being turned down. 'About time' I thought. He nods and she takes a step toward him. Pressing her boobs against his chest and grabbing his hair, twisting his head down so she can kiss him. I gasp softly and tears well in my eyes and I feel.. jealousy? Jealousy?! What is wrong with me?! Shane pushes her away and wipes his mouth in disgust. She glares at him. Then without a backward glance, she stalks off. Shane shakes his head and heaves a deep sigh then climbs into the car. Stupid of me though I left my bag in the front seat. He smiles and turns around. I do a small, stupid wave at him. "Hi," I say, glancing up at his face. He smiles and waves back. "Did you skip class?" his voice is gentle. Not what I was expecting. "No, I got detention and I didn't feel like being there." he nods and starts the car. "Lets go home then." I jump into the front seat and look out the window, watching the land as we drive. Nothing special about our town. Just an ordinary town in Texas. "Are you gonna tell Matt?" I ask softly. Still staring out the w
indow I hear him sigh. "No, I won't. But please, Sam, its the last week of school. Two more days. Don't get in trouble again. I'll make a call to the school and tell them you felt sick and I took you home early." I glanced at the clock and realized we were both out of school early. I look at his tired face. "Why are you skipping?" I ask, raising my eyebrow skeptically. He sighs and lowers his head. "I just.. I didn't want to be in the classroom anymore. Couldn't handle it." I think in my head. Then it pops up. "You were in reading weren't you?" He gives a slight nod and I reach out to him. I gently touch his shoulder, and he seems to relax. "Its okay Shane." I say softly, stroking his shoulder softly. He nods once. Shane has dyslexia. Reading and writing are hard for him and he's a perfectionist. Making it even more stressful for him. I remember staying up late at night helping him study for a big English Exam or a reading project.
~~~ Shane ~~~
I shake my head and climb in the car, wiping my mouth in disgust. Ugh. That was probably the worst kiss of my life. I glance in the passengers seat and see Sam’s bag. Sam’s bag? I look behind me and there she is. Sitting in my backseat. She gives a small wave. She looked so cute doing it. “Hi” she says softly. I smile and wave back. “Did you skip class?“ I ask her, my voice gentle. She gives a half nod, then says, “No, I got detention and didn’t feel like being there.“ I nod and turn on the car. “Lets go home then,“ I murmur softly. God, Sam saw the whole thing with Cherry. How am I ever gonna tell her that I.. care about her. Wait. I can’t think like this. Even if Matt gave me the okay. Its still wrong. I glance at her out of the corner of my eye. She’s wiping her face. Huh?! Sam..was she crying? No. No, no. Sam never cried. Never. She was way to strong. I want to reach out and hold her hand so bad. I want to touch her so bad. And not in a sexual way. Well.. Not that I’d complain if she let me. I mean, she’s the sexiest thing alive. I’d make her.. NO! Gosh! What is wrong with me?! This is Matt’s little sister. I cannot think like that about her. But I was.. No! I had to stop. “Are you gonna tell Matt?” She asks, interrupting my train of thought, thankfully. I sigh deeply and run a hand through my hair. "No, I won't. But please, Sam, its the last week of school. Two more days. Don't get in trouble again. I'll make a call to the school and tell them you felt sick and I took you home early." I see her glance at the clock and something dawns on her. She asks, “Why are you skipping?” she raises an eyebrow and looks at me. I sigh and lower my head a little. I could still see the road but enough to look ashamed. "I just.. I didn't want to be in the classroom anymore. Couldn't handle it." I murmur, knowing she would get it. This was the girl who would stay up late with me when no one else would. She’d help me get the good grades. The guys were smart to. We all got great grades. But me being a perfectionist I’d read something 5 times and re write reports and study like crazy. Yeah I still went out and rolled around in the sheets if you get my meaning but, I wanted something else in my life. Not just sex, food, sleep, parties, more sex. I wanted to make something of myself. Only Sam understood. Matt stopped staying up late with me. I’d go to Sam and beg her to go over this report with me. Check that spelling and punctuation was right. She understood me. She’s the only one that has. Oh my god. Listen to me! I am going insane. And its all the little beauty next to me’s fault. I hear her asking if I was in reading class. I give a small nod and I feel her hand caressing my shoulder. Her touch relaxed me and I felt so much better. “Its okay Shane” she soothed. Her hand crept up into my hair, knowing how much I liked that. I smile and pull into the driveway.
