*Samantha’s Point of View*
---"Are you sure, Becca, that it's her?" I asked Becca for the third time now.We have been waiting here for 30 minutes. She said that Red got inside that house, and she owned that black motorbike. And we parked on the opposite side of the road.We are supposed to be heading to the mall to hang out, but we are here stalking my Red. Yep, mine."For the thousandth time, Sam, yes, I'm very ultimately sure. The same face, red hair, posture, it's just that she doesn't wear glasses, and she drove that motorbike." She explained."But it's impossible that she won't be wearing her glasses. She wears that all her life, Becs," Morgan argued to her twin."Yeah, and driving a motorbike? Nah." Charlie agreed with Morgan."Well, there will be a possibility that Claire can drive a motorbike, and she could also wear contact lenses." Cass has her point. Thankfully, someone in this group is intelligent."That's right, Sis. That's what I'm thinking too." Becca agreed to Cass."Are you sure you're thinking, Becca?" Morgan asked her twin. And here they go again."I have brains too, dear twin sister," Becca answered."Oh, people said that to see is to believe. Have you seen your brain, Becs? But wait, maybe she got a twin. Just like us, we have the same face." Morgan stated, and I don't think that she got a twin because I know her too well since we're young. Red has been the center of my life ever since, and no, she has no twin sister."Nope, I'm really sure that it's her. And we don't have the same face because I'm more beautiful than you." Becca said and flipped her hair to the right side."Well, I'm the most beautiful, right, Babe?" Morgan asked for help from Cass. Hmm, these girls.They continued bickering and were cut off when my stomach growled because it's past three already. I haven't eaten lunch because I have to get my clothes at the laundry shop early, and I ended up waiting there for an hour.Charlie looked up to the sky and uttered, "I think it's gonna rain."And we all laughed."Alright, fine, I'm hungry. I didn't eat lunch, and its almost time for dinner already." I stated."Yeah, man, I'm hungry too," Becca seconded."Hmm, I think we should get something to eat, you know. I can't survive for the next three days without food." I asserted and looked around to see if there's a diner or a fast-food restaurant nearby."Alright, I'll go buy some at Shane's Diner. Who's with me?" Becca volunteered and asked everyone who would be coming with her. And since it's my tummy who growled earlier, I should go with her.I raised my left hand and she said, "Okay. Morgan, you take over the wheels for Sam, and I will be going to buy some food."We went outside the car and headed to the establishment one block from where we parked Becca's car."What do you think Claire is doing in that house, Sam?" She asked me as we walk inside the establishment.It is full of customers, and it smells so good here. I can tell that this is newly opened since I didn't notice this for the past months."Well, I don't have any idea, Becs," I answered, and we gave our order to the counter. Five cheeseburgers, french fries, and iced tea for take-out.---After we had our food in our hands, a group of teenagers consisting of four boys approached us and asked for our names and numbers. And as usual, I put on my b*tch face."Come on. I know you want to give me your number, Miss Beautiful." Said the one that is wearing a sleeveless shirt and has three earrings on his left ear."Nope, we're sorry. We're not available." Becca said while raising an eyebrow at them."Oh really? You sure you won't? You're wasting the chance to have a hot boyfriend." He said again and winked at me. I think he’s the leader of this group since the other boys are just staring."I'm sorry, Dude, we came for burgers, not for some ass boyfriends," I said rudely and rolled my eyes. And with that, he was out of words to say. And Becca chuckled.We were about to head to the door when he gripped my arm. Sh*t, I think he wants to learn a good lesson on not pushing himself to someone who doesn't like him. My heart and my eyes can only see Red."You'll regret this, b*tch. You looked so hot and so sexy. You are going to be mine, and I wi-----" He was cut off by someone who just came into the establishment."That's enough, Bryan. Out now, you go, boys." She stated with authority.Well, she looks like our age, and she got light brown hair and what's so interesting about her is that she got the same eye color as my Red.And with that, the boys went out of the place.She looked at me and smiled as she knew me already."I'm sorry about that. Just some crazy neighbors." She apologized and smiled.Wait, this is creeping me out. She got the same smile as Red too. Maybe I can see Red's face in every person I encounter? Damn, I think I'm sick because of loneliness."Oh, yeah. It's fine. Thank you, by the way." I replied, and I looked at Becca, who seemed to be out of the world while staring at this pretty creature in front of us.She looked at Becca, who's still staring at her, and I think I saw her blushed."Uh... I, Hi!... Ah... are you...umm with her?" She asked Becca while stuttering."Oh, her? Oh, yes. Thank you so much for saving us. You're a hero from heaven." Becca said, and if I'm not bringing this food with me, I think I have already face-palmed with both hands.I don't know that Becca could be this ridiculous talking to a stranger. Because the last time I recall, she was fine and sometimes a bit b*tchy talking to someone she just met."Oh, yeah, tha.. that's fine. I'm really ah.. so sorry again for that." She answered while still stuttering. What's wrong with this one?"Well, that's fine. Umm, you wanna hang out sometimes?" Wait up, did Becca just ask this girl on a date? I didn't know that she like girls too."Ummm, su .. sure. That would be awesome." She replied, and I could sense the excitement in her voice.She looks good, you know. But my Red is way more beautiful."Uh, you wanna eat me burger now, I mean... eat a burger... with me now? But it's full of customers here." Becca asked her while looking around, and I snapped my head, looking so strangely at my best friend.This is epic. Alright, I'm laughing so hard inside me. I’m such a bad friend."Oh yeah, don't worry. I own the place. We can eat at my office with Sa... I mean with your friend." She offered, and she was supposed to say my name, but maybe it's just my imagination."Wow, you got a beautiful place right here. Just like you." Becca let out while her eyes are still glued on the girl.I don't know if she can be this straightforward."Hey, umm. Don't worry about me. You girls, enjoy it. I'll just go to the car with the girls, Becs." I spoke and winked at Becca.I was about to turn around when Charlie came in."Hey, B*tches! Our target went away already. Why are you, such slowpokes?" She said while panting and looked at the girl intently like she felt hostility toward her."Sh*t, right. We'll follow." I said, and we bid the girl goodbye, not even knowing her name. And I saw Becca's face frowned as I drag her along with me out of the establishment.---We immediately got inside, and Morgan just stared at us."Why are you not stepping on the gas?" I asked her."Umm, she left two minutes ago, and she's so fast. We can't follow because you were like sloths. I think sloths move faster than you two." Morgan replied, and it got me thinking."So, is it really her?" I asked them, and they just nodded their heads in response."Alright, then let's just eat these since we can't go after her," I said and distributed them their shares.---"She's cute, isn't she, Becs?" I asked Becca as she devoured her French fries, and she was choked."Uh... Who?" She asked obliviously while fake-coughing."The girl which you asked 'you wanna eat me burger now?'," I said and laughed at it at last.And the other girls just stared at me like I'm going nuts."Oh, umm, yeah .. she is." She let out and blushed.Well, this is new. I never saw her blushed before because of a girl."Um, may we know what the heck you two are talking about 'eat me' huh?" Morgan asked and eyed her twin."Well, nothing. It's none of your business." She said while taking a sip of her iced tea."Sure nothing, huh? Well, by the way, Sam. You won't gonna ask what Claire is doing in that house?" Morgan asked me.Yeah, I almost forgot. And with that, Cass elbowed her girlfriend. I guess they know something."Oh, yeah, you have seen her, right?" I asked them."Yep, with her girlfriend," Charlie said, and Cass face-palmed.Huuuuuh? Did I hear it right? I don't know how to react."WHAT!! What.. whose girlfriend?" I half-yelled. I am dumbfounded as hell.I don't know. I think I feel like a fish out of water. I suddenly felt ... I don't know, I can't understand..."Uh, hey, easy, Sam. We are not sure because the girl just kissed Claire's cheek, and maybe she's a friend or whatever." Cass explained, and I'm breathing deeply and closing my eyes now while trying to control my emotions.There's no f*cking way that she will have a girlfriend. She's mine. She is just mine. Sh*t, I know I'm possessive."The blue car just went out. That's her girlf... the girl's car. I think she'll follow Claire." Morgan let out and stepped on the gas to follow the b*tch's car.I know I'm a b*tch, but that girl is too, but I'm b*tchier than her. There's no way I'm backing out. Even a married person can be separated, what more on just a girlfriend. I'm beautiful, and I know I can do a lot of things for my Red than that girl, whoever she is."Faster, Morgan! We're losing her." I yelled, and she surpassed other cars using the other lane of the road already.---We are following the blue car for almost thirty minutes now. How far is she gonna go?While following her, I already memorized the plate number of the car and its details."Come on, when are you gonna stop?" I said out of nowhere, and suddenly, Morgan stepped on the brakes and made us almost bump our heads. Thanks to the person who invented the seatbelt."Why did you stop?" I yelled."F*cking red lights." She replied, and as the mention of red, I looked at the traffic light, and it's red. Yes, Red is mine. Just mine."Sh*t, we're losing her, Morgan. Step on the gas, you, idiot!" Becca yelled and popped her head in front while sitting in the backseat with Charlie and Cass."I don't want to be chased by the cops, you, moron." They argued, and I saw about twenty meters away from us that the blue car turned right."It's green now. Go!!!!" Charlie cheered. Then we went on the road where she turned."Sh*t, we lost her. She's gone." Morgan muttered and punched the wheel."Hey, careful with my car, dude," Becca said.---After fifteen minutes of searching for the blue car, we stopped by the roadside."So, what now, girls?" Morgan asked as she parked the car."We lost her because you drive like a grandma, Morgan." Becca spat at her twin."Nope, we lost Claire because you were like slowpokes walking to that diner." Morgan countered.Well, I guess there will be a fight going on, and I need to stop this.When Becca's about to talk, I cut them off."No one’s gonna fight over it! I don't care who caused it. Is that clear?" I yelled, just like being the head cheerleader I am."Yes, captain! They both let out and sat up straight."Good. And I have a great plan." I said and smiled at my brilliant idea."And what is it, Sam?" Cass asked me curiously."As soon as possible, Red is going to be mine," I answered her, and I laughed evilly. Well I'm not really evil. Maybe just a little."Wow, good plan. So, you are going to talk to her? Finally, after so many years." Charlie asked and cheered."Yes, she will be mine and mine alone," I said confidently, and I smirked."Yeah, that's our girl!!" And they all cheered on me."Well, since we're here, why don't we go shopping for some clothes. They got a lot of good boutiques in here," Becca suggested, and we all agree.This place is almost one hour's drive from home, so it's a bit far. Why not explore this place?---After going from shop to shop, we finally got back in the car with our bags in the trunk."I'm hungry. Let's eat somewhere here." I let out and looked around, and it's getting dark. I hope that they got a good restaurant here.Becca drove a little bit more before we reached Eden's Place Restaurant. They shifted already since this is Becca's car.After dinner, we went back to the car and decided what we were going to do next."Hey, girls! You want to do something that we haven't done before?" Becca asked, and we just stared at her and told her to go on."Let's go into a club here. I've heard they got a good one here." She suggested, and some of the girls agreed."But we're still minors, Becs. We can't get in." I told her."Leave it to me, girls. There's no need to worry." Charlie spoke, and we trust her with this.Well, I've never been to a club before. So, club, here we go.*Claire’s Point of View*---As I am spinning here on stage, I saw familiar faces of people who are dancing on the dance floor.These are the girls. I can't possibly be wrong. It's really them. But I can only see Charlie, Becca, and Morgan. I wonder if Samantha is here too. And how the heck did they get inside the club?While the music is blasting inside, I just hope for one thing... That the girls won't recognize me.Sh*t! I really don't know what will happen if they find out. But I will still sing for the final time. Geez, they shouldn't be in here. How the f*ck did they get in this place anyway? It's freaking far, and they are still minors. And for the nerd's sake, how am I gonna hide myself? Will I just let them know? Damn it!I roamed my eyes around, looking for the blonde, and fortunately, she is with Cassidy at the back.---It's finally for my final performance. And I'm so freaking nervous, and it's because she is here.Damn, stay calm, Claire. Jus
*Samantha’s Point of View*---"Um, ah... Hey," a familiar voice uttered nervously as I am facing the mirror and wiping my stupid tears away.Come on, who will not cry out of anger or grief if the love of your life doesn't like you and she already has someone that she really loves?They look so happy together. I know. I'm totally a big loser for crying myself out. Damn, it turned out that that girl at the fast-food earlier is MY Red's girlf--- no... Red is just mine and mine alone.I finally looked at the one who spoke, and it's just Red.Hold on a second, IT'S RED? She's freaking here! Gosh, what should I do?Then I stared at her, and she was avoiding my gaze.She's wearing a white fitted t-shirt that has DJ XCeed printed inside her black leather jacket, skin-tight tattered jeans, and matched with a sneaker. So, she's a DJ? Well, of course, I saw her earlier and heard her sing for me. Geez, I can't help but blush at the memory. She gave me a flying kiss. But
*Claire’s Point of View* --- My right cheek still stings from her slap. Damn, being a cheerleader really helped her to be so strong. And thank goodness that she is not a volleyball player. As I was about to put on my helmet, I heard someone scream for help. And there's no doubt that it's Sammy's voice. Well, I just loved to call her that. Then I hurried to where the voice came from, and it was near a tree at the club's parking space where a blue old pick-up truck was parked. What is she doing out here? I just knew that it's her voice, and I can also hear some men talking to her. I went near them, and when I saw them, my heart started beating fast. There are three ba
*Samantha’s Point of View*---I really love her scent. It's so addicting.I just can't help but smile so wide while hugging Red from behind. It feels just like heaven.She's driving, and I think she's going a little bit slow because maybe she doesn't want to get home fast so we can spend a lot of time together while I hug her. Or perhaps just my crazy imagination. Yeah, probably the latter.She even let me wear her leather jacket. I wonder if she's cold since she just got a sweater and she's driving, and it's almost ten-thirty now.I just can't believe that I let her win in our fight earlier about who will wear this helmet on my head. She's one hella stubborner than I am.But I am more than grateful that she saved me from those a**holes earlier. I really thought that it's my end already. I just can't imagine dying and not even saying that I love Red so much.---After an hour or less drive, I didn't notice that she parked her 'Nikki' in front of my house.
*Rebecca’s Point of View*---Damn it! The first girl that I ever laid my eyes on turned out to be Lawrence's girlfriend. She is such a lucky girl because a lot of girls are chasing her. First is Sam, and second, she got a hot and gorgeous girlfriend.I can't even believe that she's a freaking DJ. Who would have thought that a shy nerdy student at the academy is a damn DJ? No one and not even a single soul.But that girl back at the fast-food store earlier really made my world stop for a moment when I first saw her.And here's another sip of Vodka Cranberry for expecting that I'll finally have a great love life. I'm not even drunk yet, and it's my second drink of cocktail."Rough night?" The girl bartender asked, and I just nodded. Though she's cute, she's just cute. That girl is more beautiful. F*ck it! We should've gone to the mall.Why am I all alone here at the counter? Because Sam already went home, Morgan and Cassidy's busy dancing, or should I say grindin
*Samantha’s Point of View* --- Today's the day that I am going to return Red's phone and her leather jacket to her house. No, I am not excited. I am super excited. Well, anyway, I'm heading to her house. Of course, I know where she lives. Not that I stalk her, but I could actually see her entering that house. Their house is pretty nice, two-story with a lovely flower garden in front. It has a small pool on the left side, and I just knew that her room is the one that has a balcony facing the road. I am not stalking her, okay? I parked my car right in front of their house. This is it. I got to see Red again. Sh*t, the butterflies are swirling around my stomach every time I could think of the kiss last night and ho
*Rebecca’s Point of View*---I am awake now, but I decided to keep my eyes closed. I'm just trying to remember what had happened last night. Plus, my head hurts. How much did I freaking drink?I can smell a fragrance that's lingering in my nose. And it's something so addicting, and my left hand got a touch of something soft.I tried to feel what it was by slightly squishing it. But then I heard a moan. A girl's moan. Sh*t, what have I gotten myself into?I have felt something went hard under my touch, and that got me thinking of... that could be a--- no, probably not. Right?So, I squished it again, and there, I think I know what it is. But the thing is... it can't be mine since I can't feel anything. It could be somebody else's; you know what.Boob. A girl's boob. Dammit! Don't tell me that I just lost my virginity over some girl in a club? Well, I guess this would be better than losing it to a guy.Wait a minute. Club? Was I in a club? The girl at the fast
*Claire’s Point of View* --- I am still shocked that she actually came to our house to return my jacket and my phone. And I really thought that I lost it last night. Well, thinking about the kiss last night, that was really great, like damn, I couldn't believe that it actually happened. And every time I think about it, I could feel some whirls in my stomach. I don't know what it is, but it is something amazing, really amazing. I just finished rehearsing some of the songs that I will perform at Mom's resto with Shay. And talking about Shay, where on Earth is she now? I thought she would be here early, but it's almost noon already. Well, my mom waited for me last nigh
*Claire’s Point of View* --- "Samantha, I'm so sorry for being so hard on you and with Claire. I know you can't forgive me easily, but I'm trying my best to be a good father to you, both, soon." Rick apologized to her daughter. Well, he really needs a lot of apologizing to do for being so mean to my ex-girlfriend. Yeah, ex. Sammy is in her deep thoughts, and I can't help but look at her with adoration. She just looks so perfect. She's my everything, and I'm ready to do everything for her. I still remember a day before Christmas when I barged into Richard Rivers' office and threatened him that I would bring him down with all I got. During that time, I didn't think of anything else but to be with Sammy. He was tak
*Samantha’s Point of View*---"Go, Sam," Samara told me, and I slowly walked up to the stage while the people clapped their hands.My hands start to sweat, and I feel like I'm about to melt."My daughter will be the one to continue my legacy, and I just know that she is capable of doing that." My father spoke, and I am looking at the floor since I am not used to being in front of a huge crowd, especially in the business world.I'm not proud of just following his steps. He might be a successful businessman, but he sucks at a lot of things. One is being the head of a family, and the rest is him being a selfish a**hole."Dad, what is this?" I asked him as he gave the mic to the man beside him.I can't clearly see his face because I can only see his side view."Just do what I want you to do, Sam. Trust me, you'll thank me after all of this. It's the only way that can make our lives better." He replied, and it made me more puzzled.Is it only business that he
*Samantha’s Point of View* --- We both gasped for air as our lips parted. I hugged her tight, and she caressed my back. I'm crying now, and that's making her neck wet because of my tears. "I missed you so much, Red," I sobbed, and she breathed in deeply. "I missed you too, Sammy. I'm here now. Don't cry, please." She confessed and looked me in the eyes. I am more than happy tonight. But how is this happening? She wiped my tears as she removed my mask. A familiar smile crept on her face, and she kissed my forehead. It's really her. I am never mistaken. I have fallen for this same girl three times already. She removed her mask, and I finally got the sight
*Samantha’s Point of View*---It's already 10:15 pm, and we still have an hour and forty-five minutes before midnight.I decided to just stroll at this place, and I found myself on a balcony. I thought Sam's gonna meet me here? And how can we see each other if we can't identify faces and I don't have a freaking phone? They are just so stupid. They should have just given me a damn phone so that I can finally call my girlfriend. Yes, I will really run away with her one day.Someone cleared their throat behind me, and I didn't bother to look at them. I can't identify who it is, and I don't know anybody at this party except my dad and my sister."Can I join you here?" She asked, and I just took a sip from my soda can. Yes, I really did order soda. I would want a choco, but it will just make me miss Red so much."I don't own the place. So, you can stay wherever you want." I told her coldly as I looked up at the sky.It's clear from clouds, and stars are shining to t
*Samantha’s Point of View*---"Samantha?" The woman asked me, and she's about to cry.She walked to me, and I didn't know what to say to her. Should I forgive her?"Mom?" I said in a shaky voice, and tears started to fall from my eyes.She smiled while she's crying and finally wrapped her arms around me."Is this you, my Samantha?" She asked while sobbing and kissing my head.I nodded, and I'm crying too. I missed her so much. It's been a decade. And she still smells the same."I'm so sorry, Sam, that I've left you. I should've brought you here. I'm so sorry." She apologized as we sat on the couch.I have been wiping my tears with the scarf that dad gave me. He's right. I really need this."I missed you so much, Mom," I told her, and she kissed my forehead."I missed you too, Sam. There has not been a day that I don't think of you. I'm such a bad mother. I'm so sorry." She expressed and kept apologizing. This feeling is so wonderful. I never thought
*Samantha’s Point of View* --- A week has passed, and it's Christmas now. This is my loneliest Christmas ever. I am still locked up in my house, and I haven't revisited Red. Shane visited the other day and told me that Red hadn't woken yet. But, thankfully, the doctor said that she's doing great. My only Christmas wish is that Red and I will be together again, and she will be okay. Samara has visited me often for the past week, and she went back to London yesterday. She said she'll celebrate Christmas with Mom. I just can't help but wonder why my mother left my father, but she never got married again. I thought she cheated on him? The girls mailed me letters since they can't reach my phone. And they also gave me
*Samantha’s Point of View*---"Where do you think you are---" Dad was about to ask but stopped when he got the sight of the woman before him."Samara?" He asked in disbelief, and I guess he just can't believe his eyes.He just arrived from somewhere I don't care, and I don't want him getting in my way. I will go to the hospital."Hi, Dad! It's been a long time." She greeted him, and he wanted to get near her, but she stepped back. And Sam remembered that we're going to the hospital."I... What… uh." He can't compose a word, and we're about to head to the door."I'm taking Sam with me. We'll go to the hospital." She said sternly, and we walked past him."What? No, you're not taking Samantha away from me. Stay here, Sam." He belted and blocked our way."But, Dad! Claire got into an accident, and I don't know what happened to her. Please, I want to see her." I begged him, and he is also shocked by the information."Please, Dad. Don't be selfish this time
*Samantha’s Point of View* --- I don't know what the date is today. And I think it has been a century since I am locked up in my own house and my own room. My tears are threatening to fall again as I saw Red's picture on my nightstand. I miss her so much, and I hope she's doing well right now. I sighed and went to the bathroom to fix myself. I think dad is staying here for a while to make sure that I am suffering really well. He's such an a**hole. Now, I just realized why mom left him. He's selfish, and he's an a**hole. Did I mention that already? If Mom were just here, she wouldn't do something like this to me. I
*Claire’s Point of View*---"Uh, do I... uh, know you?" I asked the girl cluelessly since she's so happy seeing and knowing that it's me.Well, there are lots of people who knew me after all."Oh, uh... No, but I know you. I am someone's sister that knows you. I mean, I have a sister that knows you. Uh, a classmate of yours in elementary school." She stammered, and I just gave her a very confused face.She looks like she's twenty-something up. And she's pretty. But no one is prettier than my girl. No, my girl is not pretty; she is gorgeous. Yep. And I miss her badly."Umm, there's a lot of them? Uh, which exactly?" I asked her, and I really don't have any idea who she is."Well, do you remember a girl that always made fun of you back in your primary days?" She asked, and she's making this harder for me. There are also lots of them.I just gave her a more confused look while I took a sip of the cocktail I ordered."Samantha Rivers? That very annoying littl