A Trip Down Memory Lane
I drove over to my new apartment and put the smoothie in the fridge along with the pie. I decided to take one final walk before I set everything up.
I walked down the sidewalk with my hands and my pockets. My mind flashed back to old memoried of Sam and I.
"...That we should kiss?" Sam asked, looking down at the ground.
"Are you going to break my arm now?" She laughed.
"Well.. should we? So, both of us can get it over with?" I said, looking over at her hopefully.
"Hmm.." She took a breath.
"Just to get it over with," she cleared up.
I nodded. "Just to get it over with," I said, agreeing.
"And you swear we go straight back to hating each other after it's over with," she said firmly.
"Totally," I agreed. "And we never tell anyone."
"Never," she agreed.
She looked at me nervously and I returned the look.
"Well? Lean," she said in a 'duh' voice.
I laughed at myself.
She and I leaned in, soon we started kissing.
Our first kiss.
I brok away and nodded. "Well, that was..umm.."
"Nice?" She suggested.
"Yeah.. nice, ahh.."
"Good work.." She said awkwardly.
"You too," I joined.
She lifted her eyesbrows and stepped over the window, back inside.
"Hey," I stopped her.
I smiled. "I hate you."
She nodded and smiled. "I hate you too."
I couldn't help but think to myself that this was the girl that I wanted to marry someday.
I chucked to myself and remember the time Brad and I were working on the mood reader.
"Brad, I think we should go down lab to get the-"
"Hey, can I come?" Sam interupted. I looked at her confused.
"Uh.. sure," I said suprised.
"Kay," she said smiling.
I remember later that day in the gap of building one and four.
"Yo, yo," I said letting myself outside to were Sam was.
"Did Carly send you to come find me?" She asked annoyed.
"Oh, so you don't know about our 'little argument'?" She asked, raising her eyebrows.
"No, I know about your 'little argument'. I just said she didn't tell me to come find you," I said, leaning against the wall.
"But Carly right.." I said, sadly. To be honest, I really didn't want her to move on with someone who wasn't me.
She huffed, followed by a groan.
"Groan all you want," I said, rolling my eyes.
"I don't care what your stupid pear pod app says about me being in love!" She said annoyed.
"I'm not into Brad like that," she continued.
I rolled my eyes and moves closer towards her, "lately everytime I tell you Brad and I are doing something together you want to come hang with us."
"And that means I'm in love with him?!" She fumed.
"Well, you hate me!"
"..I never said I hated you," she trailed off.
"Yeah you have! Like 900 times! I still have the birthday card you gave me that says, 'happy birthday, Freddie. I hate you. Hate, Sam," I said sarcasticly.
"Just leave!" She said pointing her water bottle at the door.
"Fine! I'll leave," I said making 'leave' sound extended.
"Bye," she said annoyed.
"But before I go-"
"That it!" She said, standing up and pointing at the door.
"Get out of here before I do a double fist dance on your face!" She said and stood in front of me. A little to close.
"You can threaten your double fist face dancing all you want."
"But Carly's still right.." I looked at the ground.
"Look.. I know it's scary for you to put your feelings out there because you never know if the person you like will like you back. Everyone feels that way. But you never know what might happen if you don't-" I was cut off by Sam Pucket kissing me.
The only problem was I was to shocked to kiss back. I counted in my head.. 7 seconds. That's how long an angel was kissing my lips. An angel with baby blue eyes and golden blonde locks of hair that I yerned to run my fingers through.
When she broke off I stared at her.. shocked, confused, loved.
"I- uh- I'm- eh-" I stuttered out like an idiot.
"Sorry.." She said sheepishly.
I looked at her softly. "It's cool," I nodded.
I remembered all the way up to our last kiss.
"So.." Sam said in the elevator.
"She wasn't talking about us," I said and tried to shake off what Carly said earlier.
"I know," she said, looking at the ground and fiddling with her thumbs.
"But.. Do you think maybe.. you and I might have taken some connection we have and.." She suggested with hand movements.
"Trying to force it into a boyfriend/girlfriend thing?" I asked. It pained me to say the words.
She nodded. "Yeah."
"Well, I mean.." I huffed. "I don't know."
"It's like after all of the years of us being at each others throats, and you.. kissing me that night at school was pretty intense," I concluded.
"So, the kiss was just intense?" She asked sadly.
"And fun," I said, trying to cheer her up.
"Yeah.. I just. I don't think you and me really click.. that way." Ouch.
"So do we just break up?" My eyes stung.
"Feels like it," I said, keeping my voice steady.
"But, it was mutual.. Right?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said and started walking out of the elevator.
"I love you," I said painfully and walked over to her.
She chuckled. "I love you too." She kissed me and put put my hends on her waist. This time I kissed back.
"How about we break up a midnight?" Sam asked as she pushed an elevator button.
I laughed. "Sounds good."
That's us for you. Good old Sam and Freddie.. Seddie. I kinda like that, Seddie.