• The Story Of Samantha Right


    PROLOGUE

    Life. Well call it what you want. It might be easy for you, but it isn’t easy for me. Why? You might be asking. Well just read this story and you might know. My name is Samantha Right and this is my story.

    Chapter 1: Cute without the “E”

    I woke up today because of the sound of my alarm. All I could do was grunt. I got out of my bed and went straight to the kitchen to get some breakfast. I took out a bowl from the cabinets and put it on the table. Then I went to the fridge and got a box of cereal and then milk. I put some cereal in the bowl and then carefully poured some milk. After that a sat on the table and began eating. “Sam, you better get ready, it’s time for school” my sister announced while opening the fridge. “Yeah, so I can get bullied and beat up like it happens everyday?” I glared at my sister. “Oh well whatever. I mean look at yourself! You look like a freaking zombie.” She said. “And you look like a slut!” I said and then got up. I went to my room and threw a pare of jeans, a black t-shirt. And to complete the outfit, long hand mittens that covered my arms. And of course black boots. Then I took my backpack and ran to school. I was always late. “Late again Ms. Right?” my teacher asked and everyone in the background laughed. “Sorry” I apologized and took the last seat in the back row. Next to me was sitting the one and only Hannah Anderson, the most pretty and most “popular” girl in the school. I growled at the thought. Then she looked at me with a look and then began talking with her friends about how ugly I looked today. Wow! She really wastes her time. As the teacher began, well, teaching I took notes. And then, there he was. Mark Summers, my secret crush. He was an outcast but every girl in this school wants him. I want him. I guess everyone likes him because he isn’t like other guys. He’s very tall and a little pale but not vampire pale. He had jet black hair and it had perfect, yet messy, curls. Green eyes that looked like expensive emeralds. And he dressed all black, kinda’ like me. I looked at him walk inside the classroom and sat in the chair in front of me. The rest of the class I couldn’t pay any attention. I simply explored the back of his perfect black hair. The bell rang and I quickly went to my locker. That’s when my best friend came. “Hello Spinner!” I said without looking at him. “Hey Sam” he said and then opened his locker. “I’ll admit, your locker scares the hell out of me!” I said and then laughed a bit. “Oh come on. It’s cool…” he said. His locker was full of creepy, scary pictures. “Sure! Whatever you say.” I said and then walked to second period with him. It was Lab Class so we sat together, as always. “Hello class.” The teacher said while walking inside the classroom and then sat on her seat. “Okay so today we’re going to begin an experiment but I’ll choose the partners!” the teacher announced and everyone booed. Spinner and I laughed. “Okay. Now partners will be: Manny with Carmen, Stacey with Cole, Spinner with Tom, Hannah with Cody and Samantha with Mark.” WHAT? Me and Mark? I WILL die. I hid my face in a book. Spinner started laughing. “Shut up! Just shut up!” I said and then hit his arm. “Crap! No need to be aggressive.” Spinner laughed. “Okay kids you can begin now.” The teacher said and then sat down. Mark began walking towards me as Spinner got out of his chair. “Good luck!” he mouthed. “SHH” I “shushed” him. Then Mark sat next to me. “Hi, so let’s begin” he said and then smiled. “Um… okay.” I said and then smiled. So we began our project and I did everything he told me to. And then the bell rang. “Okay class. You’ll have to continue the projects at home!” She said and then left the classroom. I turned to Mark. “So meet me at my house…” He said and then gave me a small paper with his address. “Um… Okay” I said and then saw him leave. “So how did it go?” Spinner asked. “AWESOME!!!” I said. “Okay then.” He said and then walked out of the classroom. I went to my locker and saw Hannah and her sidekicks laughing. “Ugh” I grunted as I continued walking to my locker. When I got there I opened it and I saw that they trashed my locker completely. It was full of graffiti and sticky notes saying: “loser” or “go back to your planet alien!”. I rapidly walked towards them with one of the sticky notes in my hand. “EXPLAIN?” I yelled at Hannah, holding out the sticky note in her face. She began laughing. “What are you talking about?” she said acting innocently. “Oh cut the crap Hannah!” I yelled at her again. “Sam, you are an alien” she began laughing and walked away with her plastic sidekicks. “Ugh!” I grunted and then threw the paper on the floor. “What happened?” Spinner asked. “Hannah Anderson was born!” I said and then pointed at my locker. “Wow! What a b***h.” He said. I nodded in agreement. “But life goes on Spinner… It just does.” I said and then walked to 3 period.

    So 2 more periods passed and it was time for lunch. So I walked towards the cafeteria and sat next to Spinner and his friends. “Hey Sam!” Cole and Tom said and waved at me. “Hey guys!” I said and then sat down. “I heard what happened to your locker.” Cole said. “Yeah, the bobble heads screwed it up.” I said and then glared at there table. Tom and Spinner started laughing. “Bobble heads, good one.” Spinner said and then nudged my arm. So after lunch 3 more periods passed and it was time to go home.

    Spinner and I walked home together because he’s my neighbor. “Wish me luck with Mark!” I laughed while opening my door. “Okay! I’ll pray for you!” Spinner laughed and then got inside his house. When I got inside my sister was making out with a guy on the couch. “Mandy get a room!” I said and looked away. She pulled away from her make out session. “Why don’t you go get a life?” she asked. I laughed in disgust and then took the paper Mark gave me, got my sister’s car keys and drove off. When I got there I parked the car in front of the huge house. It was gigantic! I got out of the car and rang the doorbell. Mark quickly opened the door. “Hey um… come in.” he said and lead me through the door. When I walked in I was pretty stoned. He’s house was huge. “Are your parents here?” I asked in curiosity. “No they’re working.” He said. “Oh okay, so where are we going to continue the project. “In the basement. It’s kind of my game room.” He said and then started walking towards a set of stairs. “It’s down here, come on.” He said and I followed him. He opened the door and turned on a light. It was a big basement, and it kind of looked like a room. I sat on a couch and mark sat next to me. So we started our project and finished it quite early. “So what do you wanna do?” Mark asked. “I don’t know” I laughed a bit. And before I knew it, Marks face got really close to mine. And he leaned in to kiss me. “Mark, what are you do-“ I got cut off by his lips. He kissed me so I kissed back. Then his tongue began exploring my mouth and I did same. We both leaned back on the couch still making out. He put he’s hands inside my shirt and I began to panic. “Mark what are you doing?” I asked nervously. “Just having some fun.” He smurcked. “What? Let me go!” I yelled as he began sucking my neck. “MARK!” I began crying. “Stop!” I continued crying. “You wish!” he said and then took off my clothing. I continued crying and begging him to stop, but he never did. And from there on I knew I was being raped.

    After two long hours I left. I cried like a baby on my way home. When I got there I rushed into my room and cried even more. I looked out my window and saw Spinner’s bedroom window open. So I opened mine also. “Spinner…” I yelled still crying. He looked at me and noticed I was crying. “ What happened?” he asked with sadness in his eyes. “Can you please meet me outside?” I asked. “Yeah, sure!” he said. I got out of the house and he was already there. “ Can you please tell me what happened?” he asked. “Mark-Mark raped me.” I began crying even louder. “What?” Spinner’s eyes were full of anger. I simply nodded and got closer to him. He gently pulled me in a hug and I cried on his chest. “Don’t worry… I’ll kick his ******** a** at school tomorrow..” he said and then kissed my hair.

    All of a sudden it began raining. So I pulled away from our hug and ran to my house. I went to my room and looked at myself in the mirror. I took off my shirt to see the marks that Mark left all over me. The only thing I did was cry slowly. The warm tears rushed down my cheeks and made it to my neck. I felt like the pain would never go away. So I went to my bathroom, cleaned my face and took a sharp blade. Took a deep breath and the let the blade explore half of my arm. I cried in silence but it actually felt good. I saw a long crimson line of blood make it’s way out of the scar. And then I rapidly took a towel and cleaned myself up.

    Later that night I changed to my pajamas and went to bed. When I saw my arms I felt like I was a crazy person… Well people have always called me an alien. I sighed after that thought and went to sleep.

    Chapter 2: Notes

    The next morning I did the usual. Eat cereal, get dressed and walk to school. But today I wasn’t late. I walked to my locker, which was still trashed, and took my books as fast as I could. As I was running to first period I bumped into Mark. “Sorry…” I said quietly and looked away. “I had fun yesterday.” He said and then winked at me. I didn’t say anything and just walked inside the classroom. I sat on the same seat I did yesterday and just sighed. Spinner sat next to me and began writing on a paper and then gave it to me. I took the paper and my sleeve rolled up slightly revealing my scars. Spinner looked at me and I could see his eyes popped out of his skull. I rapidly took the paper and rolled my sleeve back down. I read the paper. It said:

    Are you feeling okay? L
    I sighed and wrote back:

    A little bit .

    I passed the paper again and when he read it he looked at me with a face, and then wrote more. He folded the paper and passed it to me again. The note said:

    Why do you have marks on your arms like that?

    I sighed and looked at him. “I’ll tell you later” I mouthed and looked at the teacher. He nodded back at me. The bell rang just after that and I quickly got out of my chair and walked to my locker and opened it. Spinner walked towards me. “Tell me! What happened to your arm?” he asked and held my arm. I pulled my arm back. “Nothing, a glass broke and the glass cut my arm!” I said while taking books out of my locker. “Are you sure Sam?” Spinner asked. “Yeah I am.” I said and then closed my locker. Hannah was in the corner with the plastic zombies. Then she pulled out her leg which made me trip and fall. “Crap!” I rubbed my knee slightly. I could hear everybody laughing in the background. Spinner ran towards me and helped me getting up. I dust off and simply walked away. “Nice going klutz!” Hannah yelled at me from across the hall. All I did was stop. “Look Hannah” I said without turning around. “What zombie?” she asked me and that was the last of it. I’ve had it.


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