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I'm Lexie
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  1. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    December 20, 2012 4:51pm UTC
    Gahhh, I'm sorry guys, but I'm restarting Summer Love, I think:( Or doing a new one, idk ye:////

  2. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 29, 2012 9:32pm UTC
    Summer Love
    Chapter 5
    "Look, I think we got off on the wrong foot the other day." Ethan said as our grandmothers walked in front of us on the boardwalk.
    I wasn't entirely sure on why my grandmother and her best friend had their grandchildren tag along on their fun-filled day, but it hadn't been too bad as of now.
    "How so?" I asked, short and to the point.
    Ethan looked taken aback at the cold tone I had, and I actually felt bad for a slight second.
    He didn't actually do anything wrong.
    "Well, I can tell you for sure that you aren't too fond of me," he shrugged, scratching his neck.
    I didn't answer, and we walked in silence for a few hundred yards.
    "Look, if I came off as a total jerk, I'm sorry, honestly." he sincerely continued.
    I bit the inside of my cheek, suddenly feeling bad for judging him so quickly.
    He did have the courage to swallow his pride and apologize, without me pointing some he did wrong out
    I felt a smiled twitch at my lips as I spoke.
    "I'm sorry for giving such an attitude, also." I finally said, and Ethan looked over to me.
    He smiled himself, and I noticed that his teeth were even whiter than the foam the waves made when they hit the shoreline.
    I felt self conscious about my smile suddenly, but returned it to him.
    "You have a really nice smile." he whispered lowly as he moved closer to me, his forearm brushing my shoulder.
    I felt the area his skin touch mine get hot, strangely.
    One minute I went from thinking he was a total jerk, to noticing how perfectly sculpted his jawline was.
    It's strange how the mind of a teenager would work, even though I was now 21.
    After a few minutes of silence as we still walked behind our grandmothers, Ethan spoke up.
    "Do you wanna go over to the beach for a bit, just so we could do something instead of walk?" he blurted, his eyes floating over to the crowded beach.
    I raised an eyebrow, looking ahead at where our grandmothers were, about 500 yards in front.
    "And do what, exactly?" I asked, confused.
    What difference would it be to walk on the beach or the boardwalk? Other than that we weren't just following our grandmothers around.
    He shrugged, "Play volleyball, go in the ocean. It's up to you."
    I felt a smirk tug at my lips.
    "Not to brag, but I was the starting outside hitter all four college years." I nudged Ethan with my elbow.
    "Well, looks like we should find a pair of opponents and see how true that is." he chuckled.
    I rolled my eyes as we started our way towards the beach, checking our grandmothers for one last moment before leaving them.
    "Alex, Greg, let's go." Ethan said, walking up to a few boys throwing a football on the shore.
    I followed Ethan around like a lost puppy as we made our way over to the volleyball court.
    "And who might this beautiful girl be?" A tall, tanned blonde said to me, a smug grin upon his face.
    I raise an eyebrow, glancing over to Ethan as I cross my shoulders or my chest.
    "Savannah, and she's mine." he replied, taking a step in front of me.
    Mine? Where did that come from? I wasn't a piece of his property!
    The blonde guy raised his hands up in defense and took a few steps back.
    "Whoa, man, I didn't know you had that much game!" The other guy with light brown hair said, slapping Ethan on the shoulder.
    I really don't know why I even agreed to come here, I have no idea what I was doing or who I am with!
    I don't really even know Ethan!
    Perhaps it was because I hadn't really hund out with anybody my age since the other day when I met Tara and all of her friends.
    "Chill out, she's my partner. Come on, let's go." Ethan said, walking onto the now empty volleyball court.
    I watched confused as the three boys set themselves up, and was too distracted to notice Ethan tossing me the volleyball.
    "Let's see what you've got." he smirked, dumping the white ball in my hand.
    I rolled my eyes at him, as I walked to the very back of the court, serving it with ease over the net.
    The volley went on back and forth, spike after spike, for what felt like ten minutes.
    "I got it!" I called out Ethan, going for the falling ball.
    Quickly, before I could even react, Ethan dove right where I intended to go, and we both fell over each other, neither of us keeping the ball up.
    "Ow," I mumbled, rubbing my head while sitting up on Ethan's laying body.
    "You were right, you are pretty good." he chuckled from under me.
    "Thanks," I replied, standing up, and helping Ethan himself get up.
    I'm so sorry this story is sucking so far! And I haven't been posting. I've been super busy laterly:(

  3. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 25, 2012 10:31pm UTC
    Summer Love
    Chapter 4
    "Nonna, do you know what you want?" I asked my grandmother as I looked up over my menu.
    She tapped her chin for a few seconds as I looked around at the diner we were having breakfast in.
    "French Toast." she finally replied, looking at me.
    Her thick Italian accent made the words close to being undecipherable by anybody.
    I nodded and looked back into the menu to figure out what I wanted myself, just as our waiteress came back to our table.
    "So, are you guys ready to order?" Our waitress, Diane, said as she placed our drinks infront of each of us.
    I nodded, and so did my nonna.
    "I'll take a shortstack of pancakes, and she'll have the french toast." I said to her, knowing there'd be no way she could understand with her accent.
    Diane quickly jotted down our orders, before thanking us and asking for our menus.
    "Thanks guys, I'll be back in a bit with your food." she said, placing the menus under her arm and walking away.
    As we waited, my nonna asked me about school, and how I enjoyed it, and what my plans were now that it was over.
    Since I was a major in interior designing now, there wasn't really much I could do but wait for the opportunity to come.
    My mom did mention that one of her long-time friends' daughter and her husband are rebuilding their entire first floor and that she'd talk to them about it.
    "So, who were we suppose to meet here again?" I asked my nonna, searching around the entire diner.
    Her eyes twinkled as she smiled at me, "Mia amica, and her grandson."
    Before I even got the chance to react, a woman, about the same age as my nonna walked over to our table.
    "Izzy!" she said, engulfing my nonna into a tight squeeze.
    It was so cute knowing my grandmother had so many friends around here, and they acted the same way me and my best friend would act.
    "Dee, this is my granddaughter, Savannah." she introduced me.
    I smiled shyly, waving at the older woman in front of me.
    "When you said she was a looker, I didn't think you meant she was drop dead gorgeous!" Dee said to my nonna.
    I felt my cheeks heat up, I'd never been referred to as that before, it felt nice.
    "Thank you," I said smally, as Dee took a seat next to my nonna.
    "Ethan should be here in a bit, there was practically no parking in the lot!" Dee said, and I felt my stomach tighten up.
    Her grandson couldn't be-
    "Here're your keys, Gramma," the same tall brunette from the beach said, "Hey Isabelle."
    He flashed my nonna a smile, not even noticing my existence as of the moment.
    "Ciao Ethan." she said, the crinkles next to her eyes showing as she smiled.
    Ethan finally noticed me, and raised an eyebrow.
    "Savannah?" he asked, his face actually looking pretty shocked.
    "You two have already met?" Dee asked Ethan, placing a hand on his shoulder.
    I scooted over in the booth, and Ethan took a seat beside me.
    "We met at the beach the other day," I said, laughing halfheartedly.
    Ethan nodded, and both of our grazes turned to our grandmothers.
    "Well that's wonderful!" Dee said, and my nonna nodded in agreement.
    "We were hoping you two would get along." My nonna struggled to say.
    Get along. Yeah, that's the word.
    Sorry it took a while!:P This week was a week off, but it ws still pretty busy!

  4. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 22, 2012 11:31am UTC
    Summer Love
    Chapter 3
    Next thing I knew, I found myself lost and confused on the boardwalk, trying to remember my way home
    "Ooft, sorry," I mumbled as I bumped into somebody.
    I was mentally praying it wasn't that Ethan guy from the beach earlier today.
    That's just how most of these silly stories just played out.
    Luckily for me, my prayers were answered, and I listened as a petite blonde girl spoke up.
    "It's my fault, I wasn't paying attention." she replied, and I caught a glimpse of her.
    She was the definition of a California girl: perfectly long blonde hair, eyes bluer than the ocean, skin that's tan year round, and the perfect body.
    I suddenly felt a wave of insecurity come over me, knowing I looked nothing like her.
    Like I said before, I didn't fit in here.
    "I'm Tara, by the way," she continued, holding out a hand for me to shake.
    I stared at in montarily, before I finally replied to her.
    "I'm Savannah," I said with a smile, shaking her hand.
    "I love that name!" she exclaimed, making a few people walking near us stare, but she didn't mind.
    I didn't know this girl for more than a few minutes, and I already was insanely jealous.
    "Thanks," I replied, shyly, to her.
    "Oh my gosh, I love your top," she blurted, referring to my tank top.
    I looked down, suddenly forgetting what shirt I was wearing, before looking back to her.
    "Thanks, it's probably one of my favorites." I laughed, and so did Tara.
    "Hey, me and my old roommates are having a party at my house Friday, kind of like a start of the summer party," she shrugged, "do you want to come?"
    I thought for a moment, thinking if I had anything to do with my grandparents then.
    "Sure, I'll come." I replied.
    Tara smiled, and clapped her hands together.
    "Awesome! Now come on, you have to meet the rest of my friends, they'll love you!" she said, nearly yanking my arm out of the socket back towards the beach.
    A few moments later, Tara began walking towards a group of people at the volleyball courts.
    I quickly scanned around for the jerk guy Ethan, and sighed in relief when I didn't spot him.
    I don't know why I didn't want to see him, but I didn't, and that was it.
    "Okay, Sav, this is Monica, Christina, and Rachel," she began, pointing at three girls just as perfect as she was, "and these are our guy friends, Cameron, Danny, and Jake." she finished.
    All six of them waved at me, as they each individually introduce themselves.
    "We all were in the same dorm building all throughout college," Monica said.
    "I still can't believe we've already graduated," Christina said next.
    Jake raised an eyebrow at me, "What about you?"
    "I just graduated this year," I said with a small shrug.
    Tara's eyes nearly lit up, like she was amazed with everything I mentioned about myself.
    All the others had near the same looks.
    I think I was actually liking it here, so far.
    "Which school?" Cameron asked to me.
    "NYU, all the way back home," I said with a laugh.
    Rachel's eyes widened, before she spoke up, "You came here all the way from New York?!"
    I nodded, feeling all eyes on me, "I'm staying for the summer with my grandparents, since I don't really see them much." I shrugged, like it was nothing.
    Danny grinned, "Well then, looks like we'll have to make your summer worth the ride."
    I know, it wasn't that long of a chapter, but it's Thanksgiving! So happy Thanksgiving to everybody! Hope you all enjoy your day, and your turkey!
    Savannah's Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=63746699

  5. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 19, 2012 4:21pm UTC
    Summer Love
    Chapter 2
    *Three Months Earlier*
    "Ciao, Nonna." I said to my grandmother, as I walked inside the house behind my grandfather.
    She smiled at me, and threw her arms around me, enveloping me into a hug.
    I still don't understand why my parents are sending me here for the entire summer.
    A week, maybe a month, I could understand. But 3 months?!
    I just graduated college, I could be using this summer to start searching for a a job based on my major.
    Instead, I'm spending the summer with my grandparents who barely even know English.
    Don't get me wrong, I love my grandparents to death. But I know I'll get tired of them before I leave.
    "Vuoi il pranzo?" says my grandmother, squinting as the California sun flooded the house.
    I shook my head, turning her offer down.
    "I ate right before I left, and a little bit on the plane." I replied.
    My grandmother's face lit up as she understood me, and I was pretty excited myself.
    I'm not as fluent in her native Italian language, but I know close to what she does.
    However, I prefer speaking English so she herself can start to understand.
    "I'm going to go down to the beach." I informed my grandma.
    She turned her attention to me, and nodded, "That's fine, sweetie."
    She did speak English a lot, but it was pretty broken.
    When she speaks for a while, she'd start in English, and gradually make her way to Italian.
    It was one of the things I loved about my grandma.
    I jogged up the steps, rummaging through my suitcases for a swim suit.
    Once I finally found one, I quickly got changed and threw my other clothes over it, before running out the door.
    Luckily, the beach was just down the street, so I didn't have to deal with driving around an unknown town and probably getting lost for hours.
    As my feet hit the warm sand, I immediately slipped off my black flip flops and held them in my hand as I walked.
    I couldn't even get over how blue the ocean was here.
    Back home in New York, the beaches weren't nearly as beautiful as here in California.
    And by the looks of it, the people were just as beautiful.
    The perfectly chiseled bodies of the shirtless guys could make anybody drool.
    The tiny hourglass figure that every girl in a bikini had made me want to stay covered up.
    I don't fit in here at all, how on Earth can I stay here for three whole months?
    "Ooft," I muttered out as I felt a soft, round ball hit my face as I turned forward.
    Instantly, I flew backwards, staring at the ceiling as I contained my thoughts.
    "Are you okay?" A voice chuckled from right above my head.
    I squinted my eyes at the blinding sun as I sat up, blinking away the slight pain I had.
    "I'm fine." I replied, to the brunette volleyball player that was beside me.
    A smile curved on his lips, and he held a hand to help me up as he himself stood.
    I ignored his offer, standing up perfectly fine on my own.
    "Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you, and I was sure I knew everyone." the brunette grinned, and I fought the urge to gag.
    "I'm here for the summer, then I'm leaving." I answered, turning my back to walk away.
    I had a few seconds of silence, before I felt a pair of hands spin me back around.
    "Wait, I didn't catch your name?" the brunette asked, and I rolled my eyes.
    Typical. Just some other arrogant jerk trying to find somebody to have a "good time" with him.
    Well, I hope he understands I'm not an idiot like the other b*mbos he's probably been with.
    "Savannah. I've got to go." I said, thumbing over my shoulder.
    The brunette nodded, before he himself replyed.
    "I'm Ethan." he smirked, and I quickly turned around and walked away.
    Mentally, i prayed he wouldn't stop me again. For what reason? I don't know.
    It's not like this Ethan guy did anything wrong.
    But just the way he looked made me know something was up with him.
    I could probably guarentee he was a guy with a wealthy family who got him pretty much anything he pleased.
    Well, maybe not guarentee, but I had a feeling.
    And usually, they weren't wrong.
    Chapter 2 is now up!:D Let me know if you want pictures of the characters and what they look like, I'll happily do that!
    Savannah's Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=63746699

  6. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 16, 2012 10:31pm UTC
    Summer Love
    Chapter 1
    I bit my bottom lip as I grabbed another bunch of my shirts and placed them in my suitcase.
    "This really sucks," he sighed, taking a seat on the guest bed I used the whole summer.
    I nodded, deciding it was about time to take a break from the looks of it.
    I had nearly the entire closet emptired, I just had the drawers, and almost everything else to pack.
    "I'm really going to miss you, Ethan." I said, as we both laid down on the bed.
    He nodded, pulling me as close to him as I could be.
    "I'm going to miss you more, Sav." he winked, jokingly.
    I smiled, letting out one of my world famous obnoxious laughs as he struggled to wink properly.
    "Please don't do that ever again." I said through my laughing fit.
    Ian kept a watchful eye on me, a smile not even fading from his face.
    "Well if it makes you laugh, I might just do that more often." he grinned, sitting up straighter.
    I followed his suit, and sat face-to-face with him.
    "You're such a jerk, you know I hate my laugh." I said with a roll of my eyes.
    Ian leaned forward, softly kissing my lips.
    "But it's the little tiny things like that which made me fall in love with you." he stated.
    "Or at least for the summer." I mumbled just before sighing.
    Ian raised a single eyebrow at me, a trait I didn't get from either of my parents.
    "There's no way this was some summer fling, Savannah. I love being with you, why stop?" he asked, his hazel eyes staring into my boring blue ones.
    I caught myself counting the different shades of blues and greens I found in his eyes, before remembeing he asked a question.
    "Maybe it's the fact that I live in New York, while you're here in California." I stated, and Ethan chuckled.
    "It's not like some couples weren't further away then that." he replied, not budging.
    In all honesty, I did agree with Ethan 100%. Trust me, I want to be with him.
    I just don't want to end up getting hurt like I always do.
    I'd dated people before, but I really was in love with Ethan and everything I knew about him.
    I loved him for all of his perfections, and his few flaws.
    But I knew he could easily find a prettier, funnier, nicer girl than me, no matter how much he says he loves me.
    Trust me, it's happened mulitple times.
    Ethan and I got back to work, loading up all of my suitcases into his car.
    I was staying with my grandparents for the summer, so I didn't want to strain them by asking them to help.
    They were 67 and 68 years old, keep in mind.
    It may not be that old, but their bodies weren't as young as they thought.
    "Bye Nonna, bye Nonno. I love you guys." I said to my fluently Italian grandparents.
    My grandmother began speaking to me in half broken English, half Italian.
    I glanced back at Ethan, before fluently replying.
    I knew how much he loved listening to the way my grandparents and I communicated, it amazed him, actually.
    "Come on, E." I smiled, interlocking our fingers and walking to his car.
    The entire five minute ride to the airport, we continued our conversation from before, naming the ways we could keep in touch.
    But as we got to the terminal, my mind changed.
    "Ethan, maybe we should just wait until we see each other again to choose things. We could keep in touch, but I just don't want either of us getting hurt." I reluctantly said.
    Ethan stared at me for a moment, his naturally tanned face scrunched together, before softening.
    "I'd like that." he grinned, showing his perfect teeth off.
    He started to speak as they announced the boarding of my plane on the terminal speaker.
    "Call me when you land, so I know you're okay. Okay?" I nodded to Ethan once he finished speaking.
    He sucked in a breath, looking around at the people scurrying all over.
    When he turned back to me, he pulled me into the most passionate kiss of my life.
    It had ever emotion I'd felt, and more, mixed into one.
    "I love you, remember that." he breathed, before walking off.
    I watched him smile and wave at me, before turning my back and boarding the plane.
    As I took my seat, I grabbed my phone out of my pocket, turning the volume to silent, and plugging my headphones in.
    I leaned my head back as we were about to take off, drifting to sleep to the face of my summer love.
    Okay! New story!:D Hope y'all enjoy it! Leave all your feed back vvvv there!!!

  7. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 16, 2012 10:05pm UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 27: Kendra's POV
    "Sam! Hurry up!" I called out, tapping my foot impatiently.
    "2 more minutes and I promise I'll be down!" he shouted back to me from upstairs.
    I rolled my eyes, looking over to Alana sitting at the table.
    She smiled a fulled toothed grin to me before pushing her shoulder length brown curls out of her face.
    "Mamma, can I have Cheerios?" she asked, swinging her legs back and forth.
    I nodded to the five year old, and filled a bowl up of dry Cheerios her dress wouldn't be ruined.
    Just as she started eating, Sam stepped into the room dressed in a formal, navy blue suit.
    Dressed nearly exactly like him was Caleb, walking in a few feet behind Sam.
    "He could find the shoes like mine." he shrugged as he bent down to fix the two year old's hair.
    "Doesn't matter, we have to leave of Jamie may kill us for being late." I said, walking towards the door.
    "Come on, A," I said to Alana as I held out my hand.
    She took one last Cheerio and popped it in her mouth, before running in her flower girl dress over to me
    Caleb was trailing just behind her, hoping to meet me at the door.
    I smiled as I picked him up, and buckled him into the brand new carseat he got just last week.
    Sam finished helping Alana buckle in at the same time, and we both fell into the front seats.
    "Do you know where this place is?" I asked, and he nodded proudly.
    "Checked before I left just in case." he grinned as he pulled out of the house.
    I watched for a moment, before turning my attention to my lap at the ring on my finger.
    In the past four and a half years, everything went, perfect.
    Sam was able to graduate college one year early, which made it so much easier for me to finish the next.
    Right after we were both graduated, we both agreed it'd probably be the best time for the two of us to start planning our wedding.
    Nearly a year later, that's exactly what occurred.
    Next came Caleb, who had just turned two on December 24th, Christmas Eve.
    Everything was going great with my life now.
    To think, without Sam, things would be totally didn't.
    But now that I'm with him, things will never be the same, in a good way.
    Yeah, I know, so short and stupid and dumb. But I just wanted to end it to start a new story:( It should be posted tonight!

  8. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 16, 2012 12:13am UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 26: Kendra's POV
    "What flavor cake?" I asked Jamie, holding up a box of Devil's Food mix and Yellow cake mix.
    She tapped her chin, pointing at the Devil's Food mix.
    "Use vanilla icing for it, also." she added with a grin.
    I nodded, opening up the fridge for the ingredients I needed, then kicking the door shut, nearly knocking into Jamie as she finished blowing up birthday balloons.
    "Are you sure you don't want me to tell the guys to come and help now?" Jamie asked, and I shook my head.
    "If they come now, then so will Sam. And truthfully, I don't even want him coming." I stubbornly said.
    Jamie rolled her eyes at me, sighing.
    "Kendra, it's yours and his daughter's birthday today, just leave it for a day." she suggested, hopeful.
    I shrugged, contemplating it as I poured the cake mix into the bowl.
    "You've been ignoring him for over three months, it's unfair to him and Alana." Jamie continued.
    Dana, who was walking in the same time that Jamie spoke, nodded.
    "If you're talking about Sam, I agree. You gave me another chance, he deserves one too." she agreed.
    I sighed, slouching into one of the barstools, "But you're my best friend, it's different."
    "So?" Dana replied, quickly, "He loves you, and you love him." she shrugged.
    Jamie and Dana both swiped a bit of cake batter from the bowl.
    "You two are suppose to end up happily ever after." Jamie daydreamed as the doorbell rang.
    I rolled my eyes to them as I lifted Alana off the floor as she struggled to stand.
    I jogged over to the front door, expecting my aunt to be here early like she had planned to.
    "Sam?" I asked, confused on why he was here three hours early.
    He grinned widely as Alana squealed and held her arms out to him.
    "Happy birthday, Princess!" he smiled as he kissed her forehead.
    I bit my lip, and moved to the side, deciding it'd be much easier just allowing him inside.
    As Sam trailed behind me into the kitchen, Jamie and Dana each gave me weird looks.
    I widened my eyes, slightly shrugging my shoulders.
    "Kendra," I heard him say, and I spun around quickly.
    He placed Alana into the highchair that was positioned at the kitchen table.
    "Can we talk, please?" he practically pleaded.
    I felt all eyes on me as I ignored him momentarily to fill up cake pans with the batter.
    I took my time making sure everything was perfectly even before placing them into the oven and turning a timer on.
    I leaned against the counter, crossing my arms over my chest.
    "Talk." I demanded him.
    Sam sighed with the slightest bit of frustration as he scratched his head.
    "I meant alone, maybe outside?" he suggested.
    I stayed still as he opened up the glass sliding door in the kitchen that led to the backyard, before reluctantly following.
    What exactly was the worst that could happen?
    "Look, Kendra, I'm sorry for what happened, okay?" he began, and I sighed, hearing it before.
    "I don't know what came over me. I just, I loved you, I mean, I still do, but I was still unsure you felt the same way, even though I knew you did." he continued, as I stood there emotionless.
    There was no way I'd take Sam back after he pulled that stunt.
    "That still doesn't make it okay," I stated, before closing my mouth once again.
    Sam sighed, leaning against the outdoor table.
    "I know, it doesn't. It really just sucks because I'd do anything to take back that. I miss Alana obviously, but I miss you especially." he replied, standing up straighter.
    I crossed my arms, and looked to my right at my neighbors yard, where they looked like they were setting up for some big party.
    I looked up at the storm cloud, extremely happy I decided to keep it inside, and the amount of people to a minimum.
    "I really don't understand what exactly that's suppose to make me do, Sam." I snapped, annoyed.
    It didn't matter that he was apologizing, he completely deserved to do that.
    But there was still no way I'd just take him back in a snap. He had to earn another chance, no matter how much I cared about him.
    "Well, you could at least let me know how I could make this up to you. I'll admit it, yes, your best friend kissed me, and I didn't stop it. But I know that was wrong." he said calmly back.
    "Then why did you do it?!" I shouted back, as I heard a single crack of thunder.
    "I don't know, Kendra." he said back, hanging his head down low as a single drop of rain fell on his head.
    I shifted my weight to the side, rolling my eyes in annoyance.
    "I feel terrible, Ken." he said, his blue eyes looking up into my eyes.
    For a moment, the sad, depressed look in his eyes made me feel the same way, but I soon got over that.
    "That still doesn't fix what you did. You think I'll just forgive you like that, because you're apologizing." I growled back to him, just as the rain began to pour.
    Sam and I both looked up, before turning our attention back at each other.
    I thought about storming inside, then locking him out, but that would have just been wrong.
    "No, I think you'd forgive me because you love me, and you know I never want to hurt y-" I cut him off before he could finish.
    "But that's exactly what you did! You hurt me. You kissed my best friend, and that hurt me. If you know I love you, then why did you do that?" I asked, impatient.
    "Because I'm such an idiot." he sighed, shaking his head, disappointed in himself.
    "You really are, Sam! I just don't understand how-" and then it was Sam's turn to shut me up, by kissing me in the pouring rain.
    Teehee, the end was to cheesy sounding c: comment what you think!

  9. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 11, 2012 8:14pm UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 25: Sam's POV
    "Kendra," I began, feeling like completely sh*t, "Kendra, I-"
    I walked closer to her, but she held her hands out, refusing for me to be near her.
    I felt disgusted with myself. She definitely hated me now.
    ""Don't, f***ing touch me." she cut me off, and I took a step back.
    I bit my lip, and looked over to Alana who turned her attention away from her Cheerios, to the two of us.
    Jamie and the guys appeared in the doorway of the kitchen, and I didn't dare to look at Dana.
    I already knew her eyes were also on us.
    Kendra should know though, there was no way in hell I'd ever do something as shallow as that.
    Dana is her best friend, she's the one who kissed me.
    And I'll admit it, I'm a guy, and when a girl kisses me, it takes you a few seconds for things to register.
    "Kendra, let me explain," I mumbled lowly, staring at her.
    The stubborn side of her I knew too well came out, and she shook her head.
    "You don't have to. I already saw." she said, completely fumed.
    I let ot a quiet groan as Dana stayed quiet.
    Why wasn't she apologizing? She's the one who should be more than I should.
    She's the one betraying her best friend.
    "Just both of you get out of my house." she demanded, pointing towards the front door.
    Dana didn't take a second look at her before obeying her order and leaving.
    I stood there, in shock that Kendra was actually kicking me out of our, or I guess her, house.
    "Kendra, please, just let me tell you what hap-" I began, and she narrowed her eyes at me.
    "Get out." she repeated, not even letting me speak.
    "Kendra," I began again, trying to at least partially fill her in on what went on.
    However, she didn't even give me the chance to finish.
    "Sam," she said, her voice beginning to crack.
    I felt my heart break, and a ball formed in my throat.
    I felt like I was about to actually cry for the first time I can remember, right then and there.
    I was losing Kendra, and that was the last thing I'd ever wanted.
    I sighed, furiously running my fingers through my hair as I looked over to our friends.
    They stared at me, completely confused on everything that was going on.
    I turned around, giving Alana kiss on the top of her head.
    "Daddy loves you, Princess." I smiled to her as I knelt to her level.
    She smiled a toothless grin at me, but her eyes still looked sad.
    She was just about a year old now, speaking words, and understanding ours.
    She obviously knew her parents were fighting, and I don't think she enjoyed it.
    "Daddy," she said, patting her hand on my cheek.
    I grinned widely, and kissed her nose before standing up.
    "I'm sorry, Kendra." I watched as she bit her lip, trying to keep her angry outer layer.
    Kendra had to know I knew her like the back of my hand.
    By the look on her face, she was contemplating whether or not she should stop me.
    I waited a few, silent seconds, before finally leaving the house.
    Okay, this chapter was extremely weird, I feel:P

  10. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 11, 2012 1:19am UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 24: Kendra's POV
    "Merry Christmas!" I beamed to Alana as she squealed happily, playing with the wrapping paper of her last present.
    Sam readjusted her on his lap before kissing the top of her head.
    Startled, Alana looked away from her current "toy," and up to him, their matching blue eyes meeting.
    After a few seconds, she turned her attention over to me, almost as if she was able to sense the little bit of tension between Sam and I.
    We still weren't living together, or together period, but we obviously wanted to both spend Christmas with our daughter.
    So instead of being together as just the three of us, we had all of our friends tag along to what, for now, was mine and Alana's house.
    Alana's little arms reached up as if she wanted to be lifted up as she looked over to Jamie.
    She always had a bit of an attachment to both Jamie and Dana, which didn't really surprise me.
    Jamie smiled at her, then lifted her from off of Sam's lap.
    Sam stretched his legs out, then crawled under the tree as he spotted one last gift.
    He raised an eyebrow as he pulled out a small box wrapped with golden wrapping paper.
    I mentally slapped my forehead, that was the present I'd bought Sam, weeks before.
    I'd be meaning to return it since the night of our big fight, but I never got around to doing that.
    It was wrapped in the store, so i couldn't just deny that it was a present.
    Sam grinned down as he read the label, then eyed me quietly.
    I bit my bottom lip nervously, and looked over to Dana as he unwrapped it.
    Everybody in the house grew silent, like something big was about to happen here.
    Dana shrugged, giving me a reassuring look as I heard the wrapping paper crinkle into a ball.
    "Wow," Sam muttered as he opened up the box.
    He stared down in the box for a few seconds, before pulling out the personalized Rolex watch.
    "You really didn't have to, Ken." he said, and I felt shivers go up and down my spine.
    He definitely thought I was still in love with him.
    Well, I mean, I obviously was, be we still weren't together, we didn't exchange gifts like we wanted to.
    I shrugged, unable to tell him I really meant to return it.
    "It wasn't anything, really." I forced a smile on my face as he slipped on the perfectly fitting watch.
    Sam shook his head, looking down at the watch, then to me.
    "No, really Ken, I love it." he genuinely smiled, just like the very first time I'd met him, at the coffeeshop.
    He stood up, opening his arms for me to walk into.
    I smiled and stood myself up, letting him envelop to two of us into a tight embrace.
    "Almost as much as I love you, thank you" he continued huskily into my ear.
    I felt like everything was back to normal again between us, or as normal as it could be.
    Even though I was already in love with him, I fell in love with him all over again.
    He pulled away, and reached for a babbling Alana before walking into the kitchen, probably to feed her.
    I looked over to my friends, noticing how close Jamie was to Kyle, and how far Dana was from Sean.
    I fell into the couch, raising an eyebrow at Dana.
    She sat down beside me as she shrugged, "We broke up last night,"
    I sighed, feeling completely stupid for inviting him. What if the two of them ended it badly?
    Dana smiled, resting her hand on my shoulder.
    "It's fine, we're fine." she stood up, "Want a glass of water?"
    I nodded, "Yes, please. Thanks," I grinned at my best friend as she walked off.
    I relaxed myself into a comfortable position on the couch, satisfied with everything so far.
    Things were as smooth as ever with my friends, Alana was growing up quickly and greatly, and Sam and I were back on good terms.
    But I didn't know exactly what that meant for the two of us exactly, you know?
    By telling me basically that he loved me still, did that mean we were back together?
    Or did it mean we were still on our way?
    I mean, when I went to my Aunt Lindsey for help, she happily said she'd help with money whenever it's needed.
    Besides, Sam told me last week that he also got a promotion that paid enough for him to leave one of his other jobs.
    I bit my lip as I stood up, reluctant if I should ask him or not.
    But I did need to help make pancakes for everyone soon, so I needed to get into the kitchen sometime.
    "Sam, I-" My words were cut off by nothing but shock.
    My eyes widened, and my hand went to cover my dropped jaw.
    I felt my pulse increase, and I felt like I was going to drop dead right then.
    The vision of Sam and Dana making out in the kitchen was soon blurred away just a few seconds later by nothing but my tears.
    Whoa! Two chapters in one night?!:O

  11. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 11, 2012 12:49am UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 23: Kendra's POV
    The three of us walked out of the mall, chattering happily as we walked to Dana's car.
    It was always good to catch up with my friends, after being away for a while.
    I wasn't rooming with Dana anymore, especially now that she had moved into an apartment near campus on her own, and my hours at the coffeeshop were much shorter.
    Instead of working a total of about 20 hours a week, I had around 8 since I was now juggling being a full time student and parent at the same time.
    I really did miss my old life, where I was stressing out about the amount of books I had to read, not the amount of bills I had to pay.
    "You're going back home too, right Kenny?" Dana asked as she pulled out of the parking lot.
    I nodded, hugging my jacket closer as I waited for the car to heat up.
    Even though we lived in California, there were a few days where it was chilly enough to be wearing a coat and jeans, despite what people may say.
    Less than 10 minutes later, Dana was pulling into the driveway of my house.
    I reached over to the driver's seat to give my best friend a squeeze, then turned around to give Jamie one as well.
    "Thanks D, I'll talk to you guys tomorrow!" I shouted over my shoulder as I watched Jamie hop into the passenger's seat and give me a wave
    Dana did the same, before turning her attention to her driving and pulling out to leave.
    I reached into my sidebag to pull out my house key, and walked inside.
    "Sam?" I called out into the spacious house.
    "In here." I heard him call back, from what sounded like the kitchen.
    I walked inside, seeing him seated in one of the barstools at the island counter.
    He was hunched over, and had his head leaning on his hand as he tried hushing the crying baby.
    "I just fed you," he grunted, lifting Alana over his shoulder and rubbing her back soothingly.
    I stood for a moment as he turned his attention to the bunch of papers in front of him, then the calculater beside him.
    "Kendra, we're screwed." he sighed as I took the child out of his arms.
    I rested Alana at my hip, and looked at the dozens of bills he had sprawled out.
    "What do you mean?" I asked, bouncing Alana softly to calm her down.
    "What do I mean?" he said, sounding agrivated.
    He stood up, and fixed himself a glass of water to cool off.
    I took that moment to take the now asleep Alana upstairs into her room.
    As I got back down, Sam looked angrier as ever.
    I pulled a seat beside him, and followed his gaze at the papers filled with dollar signs and zeros.
    "Kendra, we are so behind on our mortage, and at this rate, I'm going to be in debt from college money until Alana has grandchildren." Sam stated, frustration trickling into his words.
    I wrapped my arm around him and rubbed his back trying to calm him down.
    "Don't worry, we'll be fine." I said, in hopes to reassure him the slightest bit.
    Sam's blue eyes snapped to me and stared deep into my green ones.
    "We'll get through this? Kendra, did you even hear me? We could be put into foreclosure!" he shouted, low enough not to wake up Alana upstairs.
    "Well, what do you want me to say? Oh, it's okay, we'll starve to save money?" I mumbled back.
    Sam's sucked in a deep breath, and pounded his fist down on the counter as he stood.
    "Maybe if you asked for a few extra hours, we'd get a little extra money." he shot back.
    I narrowed my eyes at him, standing up as well.
    "Are you kidding me? I'm here everyday watching our daughter, while you're God knows where!" I spat.
    Sam looked at me as if he was about to rip his hair out, and truthfully, it made me utterly terrified.
    What if Sam got mad enough, and he hit me?
    "I'm going to school and working three f&%@ing jobs, Kendra!" He yelled out, holding up three fingers.
    I bit my lip, staying quiet for a moment to make sure he didn't wake Alana up.
    "So if we're both working, what will happen to our infant daughter?!" I yelled back, not even caring at this point, to be honest.
    Sam paced back and forth, if he was any madder, smoke would come out of his ears.
    I'd never seen him this angry, especially over something like this.
    I looked over to the Christmas tree we had set up in the corner of the living room, trying to find the littlest bit of peace for a slight second.
    "I can't do this Kendra, I hate fighting with you." he said, his voice slowly going back to normal volume.
    My face softened, and I almost fell back into his arms.
    That is, until Sam turned and began walking towards the steps.
    "Where are you going?" I asked, sharply to him.
    He spun around as he reached the top step, his eyes filled with mixed emotions.
    "I'm getting my things together, I'm going by Sean and Kyle for the night." he softly said.
    My face dropped in shock, and I rushed up the steps and into our room.
    "What? Why?" I threw each question out as he pulled the suitcase out from our closet.
    "I just said it, Ken, I can't do this anymore." he said, not looking me at all.
    I felt my eyes well up with tears, and I dropped onto our bed as I watched him pack.
    I thought about stopping him multiple times, but I didn't know how to.
    I sobbed even harder as he zipped up the suitcase, and tossed it onto the floor.
    "Kendra, Kendra," Sam said, walking to me.
    I stood up, and threw my body into his open arms, hysterical crying in his chest.
    "Babe," he whispered, "I love you, so much. But like I said, I hate fighting with you, more than anything."
    I nodded, furiously wiping at my tear-stained cheeks.
    "I think we need a few weeks apart, maybe longer, just to clear our minds from this stress." he rubbed the back of my hair as I still cried.
    As I settled down, the words finally processed, only a few weeks, hopefully.
    Maybe he was right, most of the time, he actually was.
    "I love you, and Alana, more than any other thing on this entire planet." he mumbled, before planting a single kiss on my lips, and leaving me alone for the night.
    Gaaaaah, I went back to this. I couldn't help!

  12. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    November 2, 2012 12:14am UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 22: Kendra's POV
    How's this look?" Jamie asked, as she stepped out of the dressing room.
    Dana and I study the dress she had on, before looking over to each other and nodding in approval.
    Kyle was taking Jamie to Christmas Eve dinner at his aunt's, and it'd be Jamie's first time meeting any of his family members, after six months of dating.
    Yeah, that's right, Jamie and Kyle are dating.
    I'm not sure of how exactly, but somehow after I had thrown Sam's party for his birthday, Kyle ended up asking Jamie out to dinner and she said yes.
    I guess you all can guess that it obviously went well.
    As for Sean and Dana, the two of them were also dating, just much more exclusively for some reason.
    I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket, and I instantly knew it was Sam called for help with something.
    Him, Sean and Kyle were left in charge of Alana for the day, which wasn't the best idea, but it wasn't that bad, so far at least.
    And don't think I'm saying that because they're bad babysitters, they just have some pretty short attention spans together.
    "Yeah, Sam?" I said into the phone, waiting for his voice to respond.
    "Mamma!" A small voice squealed into the phone, happily.
    I smiled as I heard my daughter repeat the same word again.
    Even though she was just nine months old, Alana was able to say a few words, like "Mamma," as you already found out.
    She also knew, "Daddy," "No," and "Yes," like most babies, but also, "Cookies," which was no surprise with the influence the boys had on her.
    "What's up, baby?" I asked into the phone, not actually expecting her to reply.
    Keep in mind, she's still under a year old.
    "There's my phone!" I now heard Sam's voice say in the background.
    After a few seconds, Sam's voice came throught the other line, "Ken?"
    I raised up an eyebrow, "Yes?"
    "What's up? You called?" he asked, and I fought the urge to laugh.
    I guess this was the reason I did leave them in charge, it was actually pretty entertaining, as bad as that seems.
    All three of them were completely oblivious when it came to little things like their phones being stolen.
    "Actually, I didn't, your daughter did," I said through the laughter I tried holding back.
    Sam sighed, "Sorry, babe. I didn't think she'd figure out how to call you-"
    "It's fine, Sam. I should be home in a little while, anyway," I replied to him.
    "That's fine, I'll see you in a bit, love you" Sam said.
    I felt my cheeks being to heaten up, "Love you too, bye." I said, before hanging up.
    "Aw, Kenny's blushing because Sammy loves her." Jamie joked over to Dana as she paid for her dress.
    I rolled my eyes, checking down at my phone for the time.
    "Come on, Jay, I still have to get Sam's Christmas gift," I said, tapping my foot impatiently.
    Dana laughed and pushed my shoulder playfully, "That's what you get for waiting until the last minute."
    I rolled my eyes as Jamie recieved her change, and hurried out the shop into the filled up mall.
    It looks like I wasn't the only person doing some last minutes Christmas shopping on December 20th, by the looks of how packed Starway Mall was.
    The three of us walked through the crowd of noisy people as one of the newest One Direction songs played through the speakers as some extra background noise.
    As we reached the store I was searching for, I yanked both Dana and Jamie in with me, I had the perfect present for Sam.
    Don't worry, It'll start picking up after the next chapter, I think:P

  13. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    October 28, 2012 9:24pm UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 21: Sam's POV
    "Dude, I swear, it was crazy," Kyle said, explaining some party a girl took him too as he, Sean and I made our way up to the front door.
    I raised an eyebrow at him as I pulled my house key out of my pocket to get into the house.
    "Did you at least get the number of the girl you were with?" Sean asked.
    Kyle looked at Sean, before cursing under his breath, "I forgot that, actually." he sighed.
    Me and Sean glanced at each other, and before we burst out laughing, we walked inside.
    "Kendra?" I called out into the darkened room, feeling slightly uneasy.
    I looked back at Sean and Kyle, before switching the light on to see better.
    "Surprise!" An uproar of voices called out, completely catching me off guard.
    I'll admit it, I jumped because I was a little bit startled, I just won't admit it out loud.
    "Happy birthday!" Kendra squealed, practically popping out from the crowd of people.
    I laughed as she pulled me into a tight squeeze.
    I turned around to Sean and Kyle as she pulled away, "You guys knew?"
    Kyle and Sean raised their hands above their head, before bursting out laughing.
    "No, we were just asked to keep you out for a good three hours for fun," Sean sarcastically commented.
    I rolled my eyes at the two of them before turning back to Kendra.
    "I got you good." she giggled as she pinched at my sides, making me flinch.
    I rolled my eyes again, "Yeah, yeah. Whatever." I said as I leaned down to kiss her, "Thank you."
    Her lips curved into a sly smile, "Anytime, babe," she pecked my lips again, "I love you."
    "I love you too," I replied, before we both got our chance to enjoy our party.
    "Hi princess!" I said to the still wide awake little girl.
    Alana's blue eyes widened with awe as she looked up at me, before she went along babbling more baby words.
    It wouldn't surprise me if she started to speak in the next few months with the pace she was at.
    "Come on, you've got to get back to sleep," I grunted as I lifted her squirming body out of the pink crib.
    "Okay, the house is now empty," Sean said, walking into the room.
    "Well, except for all of us," Kyle said, walking in right behind him.
    "Thanks, you guys are the best." I said, placing a half asleep Alana in her crib and turning to my friends.
    "It's really nothing," Sean said with a shrug as Dana, Jamie and Kendra also walked into the room.
    "Dana, your mom is the best for watching Alana," Kendra said, catching a glimpse of her from across the room.
    Dane shrugged, "She didn't mind, she loves kids!" she replied.
    Jamie and Kendra laughed, "Which would probably explain why she had seven," Jamie blurted.
    Dana smiled as she laughed sarcastically, "Haha, you two are hysterical."
    Kendra and Jamie laughed a little longer, before they both let out a long yawn.
    Kyle looked down at his watch, "I think I'm gonna get going, it's almost 12." he said, yawning as well.
    Kendra's eyes shot over to me, "And you just got her to sleep now?!" she asked as she narrowed her eyes
    I sighed, slumping my shoulders, "No, K, I just got her back to sleep." I corrected her.
    Kendra let out a sigh of relief, "Thank God, or she'd be crankier than ever tomorrow," she whined.
    "We're gonna get going too," Sean said, placing his arm around Dana.
    I raised an eyebrow at him, and he shot me a glare, quickly.
    "I'll call you tomorrow, Kenny!" Dana cried out to Kendra after saying goodbye.
    "Alright, let's go," Kyle said, holding his arm out for Jamie to latch onto.
    Kendra looked over to me with widened eyes, and I shrugged as the two of them left as well.
    "And then there was two." I said, taking a seat in the rocking chair.
    Kendra smiled, checking her phone for a split second before stuffing it back in her pocket and taking a seat on my lap.
    "I wasn't the first to say it, but I want to be the last," she began, and I raised an eyebrow at her.
    Before I could ask what she meant, she caught me off guard by placing her lips on mine.
    "Happy birthday, baby." she said as she pulled away.
    Never in a million years would I have seen my life to be as perfect as it is right at this moment.
    Chilling with hurricane Sandy! So I decided to write a few chapters:) Sorry this one was boring, the next will bring drama:D

  14. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    October 28, 2012 10:43am UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 20: Sam's POV
    "Finally you made it!" Kyle shouted across the diner as he waved me over.
    I rolled my eyes as I made my way over to my two best friends.
    I was never really that close with them, up until recently, actually.
    "Who cares? It his birthday, he can be late if he wants." Sean said, shoving Kyle's arm.
    Kyle shrugged as the three of us sat down.
    "So how's it feel to be 20, a sophmore in college, and have a baby?" Kyle asked me, raising an eyebrow.
    Sean and I laughed, as he waited for an answer.
    "The same as it feels to be 19, a sophmore in college, and have a baby." I shrugged.
    Kyle nodded, as the waitress came over with a pad and paper in hand.
    She took Kyle and Sean's drink and lunch orders, before getting over to me.
    "What can I get you?" The waitress asked as she looked up from her notepad to me.
    I leaned back in my seat, glancing at the menu one last time.
    "Uh, I'll just have the BLT with fries and a coke." I said, handing over the menu as she finished writing.
    "Okay, your food should be out in a bit," she said to the three of us, and we nodded.
    As she disappeared, Kyle spoke up, "Did you hear Dana's home?" he grinned over to Sean.
    Sean rolled his eyes, before nodding like it was obvious that he did.
    "She called me last night and said she was coming home, actually." he replied, matter of factly.
    Kyle and I exchanged glances, no matter how much each of them denied it, there was definitely something going on between Sean and Dana.
    This has been going one for weeks, also, so it wasn't something we hadn't noticed.
    "Dude, just ask her out already!" Kyle said, shaking one of Sean's shoulders as I laughed.
    Sean shot him a death glare, his eyes narrowed at him.
    "No way, it's not like it'll work out." he replied, his face looking hurt.
    Kyle laughed, and looked over to me, "He says that like they haven't hooked up before."
    We both looked over to Sean as he fought back.
    "What does that have to do with anything?" he asked, his eyes locked on Kyle.
    "It means she actually likes you too, idiot!" Kyle finally said back.
    I listened to the two of them argue, saying the same things over and over again, as I felt my cellphone buzz in my pocket.
    Confused, I picked it up as I saw Kendra's name flash across the screen.
    "What's up?" I asked into the phone, and the boys finally went quiet.
    "Sam? Where are you?" Kendra said, her voice sounding slightly frantic.
    I raised an eyebrow, sitting up straighter in my seat. Was there something going on?
    "I told you, I was going out to eat." I replied, still puzzled.
    The other line was quiet for a moment, before Kendra's voice came in again.
    "Well, about how long will it take?" she asked, quickly.
    My eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, there was nothing we even had going on today.
    I mean, it wasn't even like she acknowledged it was my birthday, so I doubt she even remembered.
    "We just ordered, so maybe a half hour," I replied in a questioning tone, "Why what's up?"
    "Nothing, it's nothing. I'll call you later." she said, before hanging up.
    I glanced over to my phone as I heard the phone line go dead, before stuffing it back in my pocket.
    "What was that about?" Sean asked, raising an eyebrow.
    I shrugged, not exactly sure myself on what was going on.
    "I have no idea," I replied with a shrug.
    Sean and Kyle looked at each other for a minute, exchanging glances, before shrugging as our food finally came.
    Ugh, I'm so sorry this story's sucking right now:(

  15. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    October 25, 2012 10:10pm UTC
    Ugh, I'm so sorry I haven't posted in a while, I'm just so lost on what to write about for the next few chapters:( Any ideas?

  16. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
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    October 21, 2012 12:59pm UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 19: Kendra's POV
    "Say Dada," Sam said as he laughed with the little three month old.
    Alana giggled and her crazy blue eyes locked on him as she grabbed the bottoms of her feet.
    "Come on, princess," he grinned down at her, lightly pinching her sides, "Da-da." he said more slowly.
    Alana squealed happily, babbling a whole bunch of baby words back to him.
    I listened to their conversation back and forth for a few more seconds, before I heard the doorbell ring.
    Both Sam and Alana's heads snapped up, and by the look on their faces, you knew they were father and daughter.
    I stood up from the couch, and opened the door to Dana, engulfing her in the tightest hug.
    "I missed you!" she laughed as we pulled away from each other.
    Dana had gone on vacation with her parents and siblings to Spain for her cousin's wedding for the past week, and by the looks of the suitcase in her car, she had just gotten back here.
    "And you too, little munckin!" she smiled up at Alana, who was at Sam's side.
    Sam grinned slyly, "What can I say, I'm hard not to miss." he replied, and both Dana and I rolled our eyes.
    "I was talking about the little munckin you're holding, but whatever floats your boat." she shrugged, walking into the house.
    Sam huffed, faking hurt, and planted his lips to my forehead.
    "I'm meeting up with Sean and Kyle for lunch, I'll be back a little bit later, okay?" he informed me, handing me our daughter.
    I nodded, and we each went our separate ways, where I met Dana in the kitchen.
    "Let me see my little goddaughter!" she smiled, holding her arms out.
    I laughed, handing Alana over to her, before taking a seat beside them.
    "So, what's new and exciting in the life of Dana? Did you meet a Spanish God on vacation, and you're set to be married?" I joked, as my stomach growled.
    Dana laughed as I stood up and made myself a bowl of cereal.
    "Actually, no. But that would have been pretty amazing, don't you think?" she daydreamed.
    We both laughed, and I took my seat back beside her.
    "But really, nothing new's going on, how about you?" Dana asked, raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow at me.
    I shrugged, slurping up a spoonful of Cheerios, nothing new was going on, strangely.
    Sam and I were fine, and surprisingly haven't gotten into any stupid fights that ended up with him sleeping on the couch recently, and Alana was obviously good.
    "Same old, same old." I shrugged as I replied, stirring my spoon in the almost empty bowl of cereal.
    Dana and I then began talking about school and work, since we weren't right across the hall to complain about things anymore.
    "So, has Sam hinted anything about getting married?" Dana asked abruptly, and I almost choked on the spoonful of cereal I was eating.
    I coulghed a few times, trying to catch my breath, before finally answering an alarmed Dana.
    "Not at all, Dane! We haven't even been dating for a year!" I replied.
    Dana rolled her eyes playfully, and pushed a few pieces of hair away from her face.
    "Oh come on, Kendra, you two have a baby together, and you two already fight like a married couple." she laughed as she spoke.
    I sighed, slurping the rest of the milk up, and cleaning up after myself.
    I leaned against the counter as I turned back towards Dana.
    "I still don't think it'll be happenning anytime soon," I said, truthfully.
    Who cares if we had Alana, or how we acted around each other, we obviously weren't ready for something like that.
    Besides, we're still 19, sturggling to stay in college while balancing work and taking care of a child, would anybody think to get married now?
    "You never know, Ken, I think you two are good together." she shrugged, taking a sip of water from her glass.
    Sorry it took so long for me to post this chapter, and it wasn't that good:( I'll try posting another today!

  17. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
    posted a quote
    October 16, 2012 9:41pm UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 18: Kendra's POV
    I walked through the hallway quickly, turning into the guest room where Alana slept in her crib until her nursery was finished.
    "I got her, don't worry," Sam reassured, cutting in front of me to the crib.
    He slowly lifted the squirming, crying little girl, and hoisted her over his shoulder as he tried rocking her back to sleep.
    "Shh," he soothed, rubbing up and down her tiny back, "Daddy's gotcha, it's okay."
    Her cries deepened for just a brief second, before completely disappearing.
    Her bright blue eyes, exactly like her father's, widened and became full of happiness again as she looked over Sam's shoulder at me.
    I smiled, waving at her as I spoke in a high-pitched baby voice making her babble happily.
    "Babe, can you do me a favorite and go grab my laptop from my desk, I'll finish my essay in here so I can get her to sleep." Sam finally said, cradling our daughter as he took a seat on the guest bed.
    I eyed him momentarily. The two of us hadn't been on "talking terms" for the past two days.
    I was actually surprised he was even noticing my exsistence, let alone speaking to me.
    With the rush of us trying to move into Sam's parents travel apartment together, and Alana's arrival, and schoolwork, both of us were completely irratable with each other.
    It was obvious all Sam was trying to do now was avoid a fight in front of the baby, and I wasn't going to argue with that.
    I liked this relaxed, normal us right now, not the exhausted, cranky, stressed out us that agrue over nothing and usually are around 95% of the time.
    But, I knew if she was asleep right now, and we were talking somewhere else, we'd already have our voices raised at each other.
    "Yeah, sure Sam." I said with a quick smile as I left the room.
    I shut his laptop and grabbed off of our bed, and walked back into the guest room, handing it to him.
    Sam happily took it and placed it beside him.
    "You're the best, babe. I love you." he grinned, pecking my lips.
    At that moment, I felt as if everything was back to how it was between us, right before Alana came.
    Not that it was a bad thing that she was here now, things were just more stressful with a baby around.
    But that second felt like we were two normal 19 year olds living together while we're still in college, not a care in the world rushing through our mind.
    However, I knew it was all an illusion, an act he was putting on around our daughter only.
    For all I know, that simple kiss may mean nothing to him anymore. He probably just feels obligated to be with me, since we have Alana together now.
    "I love you too, Sam." I said, before taking a seat beside him.
    I watched for a moment as he stared intently at the computer screen, before beginning to type.
    I decided to take Alana away from him to let him get some work done, so I picked up the baby, and sat down across the room in the rocking chair we also brought in here earlier last week.
    I admired her onesie that Dana, Jamie, and I bought for her, just the other day when we all went to the mall together.
    I felt a pair of eyes on me, and looked over to Sam, who was watching as I played with Alana with a smile upon his face.
    "What?" I asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious.
    His face softened up, and he sighed as he shut his laptop, "I hate fighting with you, Kendra." he finally confessed, after two days.
    I turned my focus away from Alana, and looked up over to Sam.
    "Yeah, and?" I asked, cueing for him to keep on going.
    "And I'm sorry I've been such a complete jerk to you lately. I'm just too stressed to even think straight, you know?" he replied.
    I looked down at the baby resting on my shoulder, seeing she was back asleep.
    I stood up, completely forgetting about Sam for a moment, and carefully put her into her crib.
    "I know, Sam. I know." I finally replied, folding my arms over my chest.
    "So, does that mean you forgive me?" he asked, his eyes opening wider as his eyebrows raised with hope.
    I shook my head, and his face immediately fell down to an upset frown.
    I smiled, crawling up beside him, and kissing his lips.
    "That means I forgive you." I grinned as I pulled away.
    Bleeeeh, this is getting pretty boring so far, but it'll be better:)

  18. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
    posted a quote
    October 13, 2012 11:19pm UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 17: Sam's POV
    "This can't be happenning." I repeated quietly as I nervously paced in front of the hospital room's door.
    I kept thinking the worst, and everytime I did, my throat went dry and I had to blink hard to contain my emotions.
    I hated this feeling of being so left out on something so important to you.
    I finally had a family of my own going for me, and I was afraid it would slip through my fingers and diasppear right then and there.
    I couldn't lose the baby right now, I couldn't lose Kendra ever.
    I wasn't sure if the silence I heard coming from the room was because something was seriously wrong, or the fact that these rooms could possibily be sound proof.
    But then the thought of the first one crept into my mind, why else wouldn't I be allowed with Kendra?
    "Sam!" I heard a voice say, and I locked out of my trance to see who.
    Kendra's Aunt Lindsey rushed up to me, her eyes looking frantically around.
    "What's going on? Is everything okay? You sounded scared on the phone." she threw out in one breath.
    I shrugged, my foot shaking in nervousness as I blinked hard a few times.
    "I don't know, but I'm terrified." I croaked, truthfully.
    I really did come to love Kendra, in the amount of time I'd been with her.
    The past 6 and a half months being with her were the best I'd ever experienced, and I know I didn't want it to end yet.
    There was so much we were looking forward to, naming our child together, finishing the perfect nursery, seeing her for the first time, graduating college, and maybe one day getting married.
    I know it was way to early for me to be thinking about marrying Kendra, but she was the right one, I just had a feeling about it.
    She had what I always looked for in a girl, plus a whole lot extra. What more could I even want?
    She actually gave me a chance, and that's the most I could have ever asked for from her.
    Since the first day I saw her at her job at the coffeeshop, there wasn't one day I went without her somehow popping into my mind.
    Whether it be something she did at some point, something she said, or simply her perfect face alone.
    "Sam," Kendra's doctor said, as she poked her head out from the door.
    My head perked up, and I was preparing myself for the best and worst I could actually hear.
    Her face lightened up, but I didn't know if it was for sympathy or happiness.
    I guess it was up to me to find out, as I noticed when she waved me in, opening the door wider.
    I sucked in my breath, and stepped in to see an exhausted Kendra smiling down at a small bundle of hospital blankets.
    I instantly felt my entire body relax, and sped up my pace to get right beside her.
    I took a glance into the blankets, and saw a perfect little face peeking out of it.
    "Is she sleeping?" I whispered, over Kendra's shoulder, quiet not to make loud movements.
    She nodded, pushing a single piece of brown hair from the small infant's forehead.
    I looked at the multiple different types of tubes and machines attached to my daughter and felt helpless.
    "Congrats, Dad." Kendra laughed looking at me, before snuggling the baby closely to her.
    I smiled widely, not even bothering to hide it. Kendra moved over slightly, and I carefully sat beside her.
    "So, what are we going to name her?" I asked, steadily rubbing the top of my daughter's head, kissing it after every few seconds or so.
    Kendra shrugged, "I thought you would have thought of some ideas out in the waiting room."
    I shook my head, chuckling lowly and halfheartedly.
    "No way, I was too busy freaking out to even try that." I replied, and Kendra laughed as she handed the baby over to me.
    Both of us became quiet after a few more seconds, and turned our attention back to our tiny little daughter slowly breathing in front of us.
    "You know, the doctor's said she's lucky to actually have been this early, and be able to live out of an incubator." Kendra informed me.
    I nodded slowly, taking in everything that happened in the past few minutes.
    "How about Alana?" I asked Kendra, and her forest green eyes looked up from the baby to me, filled with confusion, "Alana Lynn."
    "What made you think of that?" Kendra asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
    "Well, you said your mother's name was Lynn, right?" she nodded, smiling, "Well, I used that, and the fact that Alana means special, and I don't know about you, but she's special to me." I grinned at her.
    Kendra playfully rolled her eyes as I turned my attention back down to the small hand barely wrapping around my thumb.
    "You're such a softie." Kendra laughed, planting her soft lips onto mine, "but I still like the name."
    I grinned slyly against her lips, "Well, I like you." I playfully teased.
    Kendra pulled away, "Well I like you more." she fought back, pinching me playfully.
    "Well, I love you," I blurted out, not even thinking.
    I mentally slapped myself, how could I be stupid enough to even bring that up? She doesn't love me, at least, maybe not yet.
    Kendra's tensed up face looked at me with a multitude of emotions, before it finally softened.
    "I love you too, Sam." she replied, making me fly.
    Heeeeeey hey hey!:D Sorry it took a while, school is still tough, so still bare with me!

  19. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
    posted a quote
    October 10, 2012 10:52pm UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 16:
    The rest of our trip was nothing special.
    I got to meet Sam's family, and from what it seemed, they were extremely nice.
    But I still didn't doubt Sam with the things he'd told me about them, he knew his parents better than me.
    A few days later, we were on our way to my Aunt Lindsey's house.
    "Tell me truthfully, how much does you aunt hate me?" Sam asked, glancing over to me from the driver's seat.
    I laughed, and Sam looked at me as if I had gone mad.
    I guess he had a right to. A typical parent, or in this case aunt, would probably hate the boy who got their little angel pregnant.
    My Aunt Lindsey was different.
    She told me that as long as I was happy, she was extremely happy for me.
    From the looks of the meeting between the two of them, she seemed to have stuck to her word.
    It was evident that she liked him, and I was positive he liked my aunt too.
    I guess that was a plus, pretty much.
    "Kendra Cossanto?" A voice asked, sounding slightly impatient.
    I jumped in my seat slightly, following the voice to see Sam laughing as he watched me.
    I rolled my green orbs and stood up, following both him and the nurse to a room.
    I bit the inside of my lip as I squeezed Sam's arm while we walked in.
    "Quit being a baby," Sam whispered at me, jokingly, "there's nothing to be afraid of."
    I flicked his forehead, "Yeah, you're not the one going through this. What if we're having twins. That will not work well." I protested.
    Sam smiled, weakly, as a nervous laugh came up.
    I guess that thought never popped into his mind until I actually mentioned it.
    "We'll figure something out, then. But I still doubt it'll happen." he shrugged, as my doctor walked in.
    "Hi Kendra," she beamed at me, "and hello Sam!"
    Sam nodded as I waved nervously at her.
    The check-up went just as any other one would, but then the question I was nervous for came.
    "Now, you both want a boy if I remember from last I asked, right?" I nodded, as Sam shook his head.
    "I want a girl," he grinned, proudly.
    I shot a look at him, and he shrugged as Dr. Adams laughed briefly.
    "Well Sam, it looks like you've got your way, you two are having a girl!" she squealed, excitedly.
    It was like she was having a girl herself.
    "Kendra!" Sam cheered, grabbing my cheeks and kissing my lips passionately, "we're having a little baby girl." he smiled widely.
    I nodded, placing one of my hands on the one still resting on my cheek as I watched his blue eyes sparkle.
    I didn't understand, how I was so lucky to have this all happen to me.
    At first, it wasn't something I was too happy for, truthfully, and completely unplanned.
    But now, though it's still unplanned, I couldn't be more excited.
    I had the most perfect boy as the father, and my boyfriend, who I came to love more than I thought, though it took me a while to admit.
    I knew this was somehting that was meant to happen, me and Sam and our little girl.
    Thinking about it, without her, we may not even be as close as we are at this moment, and I couldn't wait to thank her enough for that.
    "I know," I finally replied, breathless.
    I wanted to put it out right there, how much I loved him, but I couldn't. I didn't know how to, or what he'd think.
    What if he thought I was rushing it? Maybe he was saving it to say to me first?
    Or maybe he didn't love me at all?
    I hope to God that the last one was untrue though, or then everything would become a whol-
    "Ow," I involuntarily said on impulse as my side suddenly hurt
    At that moment, another, more powerful pain shot down my back this time, making me nervous.
    Sam's eyes widened nervously as he looked helplessly at my doctor.
    "Kendra? Are you okay?" his voice shakily asked me.
    I shook my head at him, and immediately felt panicked.
    What was going on with me?
    Hey! How is everyone?!:D

  20. rasgirlx018 rasgirlx018
    posted a quote
    October 8, 2012 11:37am UTC
    Never Be the Same
    Chapter 15:
    "Kendra, we're here." I heard Sam's low voice say as he gently woke me up from my nap.
    I opened my eyes and let out a huge yawn as I stretched myself as much as I could in the car.
    I blinked a few times, before looking out the window at the massive house in front of us.
    "Is that house yours?" I asked Sam, astonished.
    Sam laughed and shook his head as he parked, "My parents live here, I live in my dorm."
    I rolled my eyes as he laughed and turned off the car.
    "Shut up and let's go." I grumbled as I got out of the passenger's seat.
    Sam followed, leaving the driver's side, laughing as he did so.
    "You know, you're really annoying sometimes." I grunted as I tried pulling a suitcase out of the trunk.
    Sam carefully released my grip from the bag for me, and lifted it out with ease.
    "I got the bags, and I know." he smirked, unloading the trunk of his car.
    I waited patiently and helplessly as Sam struggled to carry each of the bags to the door.
    "Are you sure you don't need any help?" I asked, biting my lip.
    Sam flashed me a perfect smile and shook his head.
    "I'm fine, Kendra." he reassured, pecking my lips, just as the front door opened.
    "Hello Sam!" a tall woman, with blonde hair and blue eyes exactly like Sam's said.
    "Hi mom," he said, stiffly, but subtle enough for her to not even notice.
    "And this must be Kendra, right?" she asked, and Sam nodded.
    "Hi," I said shyly with a small wave.
    "Wow, she's even more beautiful than you described her as, Sammy!" Sam's mom said.
    Sam let out a groan, and I knew "Sammy" was one of those embarassing names your parents called you, even though you hated them.
    I had one too, my mom used to call me "Kenny Penny," but I was never sure as of why. My dad, on the other hand, just simply called me "kiddo."
    "Well, come in you two! Leave the bags, I'll tell Martha to get them." Sam's mom said as we walked inside
    I heard Sam growl something under his breath, but it was too low for me to understand.
    I could already tell it was something about his parents, followed by a few choice words.
    "Who's Martha?" I asked him, confused.
    Sam rolled his eyes at me, "Their housekeeper."
    His family has a housekeeper also? Like one who cleans your room for you?
    I don't understand why Sam hates it here so much, but I'm already loving it!
    The house was gorgeous, with a beautiful view of the beach, which was a few blocks away.
    What more was there to be asked for?
    Sam walked upstairs, so I followed him, not knowing where we were even going.
    We walked through what seemed like a never ending hallway, with a door every fifteen or so feet.
    The walls were painted a light creamy color, and there was different pictures and decorations on the walls as well.
    Sam opened up the doorway to one of the rooms, and motioned for me to follow inside.
    "I'm guessing we're going to be staying in here, so this is my room," he said as he walked in.
    I looked around, seeing a cleanly kept bedroom, something you wouldn't expect of a college student.
    There were sports trophies lined along the walls, and a huge plamsa television mounted into the wall.
    There was a queen sized bed situated across from the t.v., and a desk near the wall furthest to the left of it.
    "I really don't get why you don't like it here, everything's so perfect." I told Sam.
    He sighed, taking a seat on his bed, "Just wait until you actually meet my family, then it'll be ruined."
    I let out a small smile, and squeezed his shoulder as I sat beside him.
    "That's why I have you two now," he said, placing a hand on my stomach.
    I bit my lip, trying to hide the fact that my face was turning pink.
    Sam laughed momentarily, then kissed my lips gently.
    My insides exploded, and I wanted more from him, though I knew that I couldn't.
    At that exact second, though it seems crazy and too fast, I think I fell in love with him.
    Alright, that was not worth the wait, so I'm sorry guys:( But I still hope you enjoyed!


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