A/N: My mid-terms are over so i suppose i will be able to post up a few stories, but no promises (: hope you like this chapter. I'm so sorry for the short chapters but i don't really have the time to write extremely long ones :(

MCakaWriterGirl: i guess you'll just have to keep reading to find out ;)

Marial79: I'm sorry about the 'freak out" thing. I meant for Sam to say it with an American accent but i guess i forgot to type that in :p it totally slipped my mind, sorry!

Mrs Anthony Mas Cullen: yay! another Ben Barnes fan! don't you just LOVE him? ;D

“Hey Sam” David said

“Hey Sam” David said. He didn’t look happy to see me, nor did he look sad. I’m usually good at reading people’s expression but I never got David. Well, at least not now.

“Hey Dave…” I replied, with the same expression as his.

“So um, I tried calling you but uh…. The line was engaged?” he said.

“Really? The line was engaged for a month? You tried calling every day?” I asked.

“Sam! Why do you keep doing this to me?” he yelled.

“ DOING WHAT?” I yelled back. Oh this is so cliché.

“THAT! You’re putting me down again! You’re implying that I don’t care anymore!” he said, much calmer than before.

“Well, that’s the message I’m getting from you, David” I answered rudely.

“Whatever, Sam, maybe you’re right after all! Maybe I just don’t care about you anymore” he said.

A tear slipped down my cheek. Did he just say what I think he said?

“W-w-what did y-you s-say?” I asked, my voice starting to crack. Here comes the waterworks.

“Sam, I’m not in the mood for this, okay? The only reason I came was to check on the twins, so”

“WHAT THE FUCK, DAVID?! Do you actually think I’m about to let you just waltz into my house, insult me and just take my babies away from me?” I yelled in between sobs.

“Sam! I Didn’t insult you! And I’m not taking the babies away! I Just want to see them! They’re mine too you know!” he said.

“Didn’t insult me? You just said you didn’t care anymore! Why did you even bother showing up? You made it pretty clear that it was over between us on the phone, Dave!” I yelled at him.

“Sam! This is not about us, it’s about the twins!” he said.

“Of course it’s not about us, it was NEVER about us!” I said. Why do I have a feeling this is getting off-topic by the second.

“I WAN’T TO SEE THE TWINS, SAM!” he yelled.

“WELL, YOU CAN’T! YOU DISGUST ME! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE OR I’M CALLING THE COPS!” I yelled back.

“Call the cops?” he chuckled “Babe, I brought the cops with me. If you were to call the cops, they’d be coming to get you. FYI, Sam, I’m the president’s son” he said. The nerve of that boy.

“Get out David. I am serious” I said. I ran out of things to say. He caught me off guard with that last statement. He was right. I am a nobody compared to him. He is the president’s son and I’m just….. Samantha Madison, the transfer student.

“Sam…” he sighed, “I didn’t mean to”

“Get out” I said, looking at the marble floor which was starting to numb my feet because it was really cold.

With another sigh, David finally gave up and left. As he opened the door, David and I saw a figure standing outside. A certain someone with dark brown hair to compliment his dark brown eyes, who was exceptionally tall and muscular and wasn’t a show-off even though he had much to show-off about.

“So how are those errands coming along, Sam?” Daniel asked.

Don't you just love cliffhangers? ;D :D :) :p