Mission Impossible - Chapter 4 Christian's POV I woke up to someone slapping me. Sam, of course. "Woah! Hey you can stop that now!" I said, grabbing her hands and pulling her close to me. Her face was 3 inches from mine. Sams eyes widened. And she smiled. She entwined her fingers with mine. " You said we couldn't smile, Sam..." I said, confused. "No, I said you couldn't smile." Her smile wiped off of her face. "Now let me go." She said. Damn, I loved her voice. And the way she smiled. The priceless smile. I let her go. Sam stayed close to me though. I heard footsteps in the hall. "Look, I know Charles is only trying to get us to date each other. I havent been around a guy my age in a while and its pretty obvious." She said, frowning. "So.. Does that mean we gotta like.. Act like we're dating?" I asked curiously. I tried my best to put on a dissapointed face. "Sadly, yes." She said. Sam kissed my cheek. I put my hands on her hip. Charles walked in. "Get dressed you got things to do, kids. Don't waiste time." But I could see he was pleased. I pecked Sam on the nose and pushed her off of me. She fell off the hammock. Wrong thing to do, I guess. Just as I got up she did too. She punched me in the stomach and as I bent over Sam punched me again in the face. When I fell down she kicked me. "Im sorry Sam. Please stop!" I tried to say. She snickered as she walked into the bathroom to get changed. I clutched my stomach in pain. A couple minutes later Sam came out.