Author's Note: This is the last chapter for this story, but I did post a new one called "Fate" which is full of drabbles and one-shots for your U/Y needs! Hehe, so, without further ado, here it is! Sorry it took so long. I was trying to be more 'in character' with Sam but that's not working so this might be short and kinda OOC.
I had no clue what I was getting myself in to. So, as I sat on the blue computer chair, scanning a picture of myself on to the computer to show my new friend, I didn't know it could lead to something unimaginable. Not until he said:
EnDlEsSaBySs: Wow, that's u? U r beautiful.
EnDlEsSaBySs: have u ever thought of modeling?
And that's how it started. It turns out that "Trey" was really a famous modeling agent who wanted me to move down to Los Angeles, California and become a cover girl for several teen magazines. Apparently, he'd pay for everything, and my parents immediately jumped on the chance.
It was decided. At the end of the week, my family and I were visiting America, and if the job seemed good, we were moving for good. At first, I loathed the idea, but it began to grow on me.
There was only one problem: Odd. We had currently started dating unofficially, and I wasn't sure if I really wanted to leave him. But, the hardest part, was telling him of my "maybe" future job.
I met up with the others at our bench, a fake smile plastered on my face. Inside, I was being torn apart, wondering what I was going to say, when I was going to say it. He smiled at me when he saw I was coming. I smiled back. We made small talk for awhile, until the bell rang and we all went our separate ways.
"Hey Sam." Odd said, smiling at me. I nodded and smiled back.
"Can I walk you to class?"
"Sure." I muttered, trying to act like everything was okay. He smiled and locked our arms, and we walked down the halls.
When we got to my class, I dislodged my arm and waved goodbye. But he caught my hand in his and looked into my eyes.
"What's wrong Sam?"
I smiled. "Nothing. I'm…just tired." I faked a yawn. I guess it was good I went to acting camp for three summers because he apparently bought her.
"Okay. I'll see you at lunch."
I waved again and walked into my class. As I collapsed at my desk, I lied my head down and sighed.
"What am I going to do?"
Sure, I wanted the job, but why did it have to be so far away? I sighed again. I couldn't even tell him I was visiting the studio, how would I tell him I was living there for good if I decided to take on the job?
We had a free period in class that day, since we had had a big test yesterday. I pulled out a sheet of paper, writing down my deepest feelings, hoping to sort some things out.
Which was more important? The job or Odd? It depended on the way I looked at it I guess. It wasn't like Odd and I were an item or anything, but…sometimes he acted as though he wanted it, but Odd was very…odd. I sighed again.
I've been offered a job in America. It's a modeling job and I'm visiting for a few days to check out the studio. If I like it…I'll move there for good and become a model. I know you're reading this, shaking your head, calling me an idiot. Of course, I know my friends are here, but you guys will always be my friends. But, the only thing really on my mind, and heart, is you.
The bell rang so I folded up the paper, shoving it in my backpack. I had no intention of giving it to him, but it helped calm me down again.
My next six classes went the same, with me not paying attention and almost getting in trouble. Sighing, I waited for the bell to ring. When it did, I got up and walked to my last class.
I walked to my class, waiting at my desk for Odd. He always sat next to me, despite the fact we often got in trouble for talking.
He smiled. "What's up Sam?"
He sat down next to me and the teacher walked in. After preaching away for a few minutes, she pulled down the screen, telling us to write notes. Of course, Odd and I didn't listen.
I pulled out a piece of paper and quietly crumpled it into a ball. Waiting until Odd acted as though he was writing down the notes, I tossed it to my side, managing to hit Odd in the side of the face.
He turned and glared playfully at me. The teacher turned and gave us a stern, warning look. I made it look as though I was writing notes so we wouldn't be separated, and saw Odd digging around in his backpack.
Unable to find paper, he moved to my backpack, withdrawing a folded piece. I didn't notice, as I was squinting my eyes to read the small, sloppy cursive on the screen.
He unfolded the paper so it would be easier to ball up, and saw my writing and his name at the top. Confused, he shoved it in his bag. I turned to look at him and he was staring at the board, writing down the notes. It surprised me.
"Hmm?" I muttered. Something was wrong. I didn't have a chance to find out what though, because the bell rang. I stood up and left with Odd, eager that I had no homework due tomorrow, which was Friday.
We met up with the others on our bench and I sat down between Yumi and Aelita. I still hadn't told Odd yet, but it was only Thursday…I'd get a chance.
"What's wrong Sam?"
I looked up and noticed Aelita waving her hand in front of my face. "Oh sorry…nothing."
"She's been spacey today!" Odd added.
"I'm just tired," I weakly mutter. "I'm gonna go up to my dorm, and get some rest."
"Okay!" everyone said.
Odd stood up with me, offering to walk me. I smiled and accepted and we walked towards my dorm.
"Sam…what's really been wrong with you today? I know you're not tired."
I sighed. "It's…just family troubles. I didn't want everyone to know…"
"Oh." Was his reply.
We arrived at my dorm and I hugged him goodbye and walked inside. Once inside, I collapsed on my bed and sighed, loudly and deeply.
Odd walked towards his dorm, sighing and thinking about his day. Once inside, he collapsed and pulled the piece of paper out of his pocket.
Reading over the note quickly, he gasped and sighed. "Sam…what did you mean? I'm…on your heart? Still…America! That's so far away!"
He sighed and buried his head in his pillow, letting the note fall to the floor.
The next day I awoke and stretched before gathering my things and getting ready.
"I've got to tell him today!" I told myself. Aelita looked at me. "Tell who what?"
Aelita and I shared a dorm. I wished Yumi could move in, but both her parents and the school stopped that. There was a two person per dorm limit and her father wanted her far away from Ulrich.
I didn't even let her answer. As rude as it sounds, I just walked out the door and down to breakfast.
Odd was already there, of course, so I got my food and sat down next to him. I looked with disgust at what the teachers and staff actually called food and scooped most of it to Odd's tray, earning a wide smile from him, though I noticed it was forced.
"Odd? What's up?"
"Nothing," he said, piling the food into his mouth. The others joined us soon. Ulrich and Yumi were hand in hand, blushing a little, with Aelita and Jeremie just behind them.
We all ate and talked about normal things. Xana had been quiet lately, which surprised us all. They told me about Xana five months ago when Aelita came to Earth, but he hadn't launched an attack for a good month.
Finally, the bell for first period rang. I got up and smiled at everyone. "See you guys later!" I called. They nodded and we went our separate ways. Odd walked over to me though.
"Here." He handed me a thick, folded note and walked away. I wanted to see what it was but knew I'd be late if I read it at the time, so I shoved it in my pocket and went to class.
Once in class, I opened the note and noticed that the one I had written to him yesterday was on top. Confused, I looked at the bottom one and saw his messy handwriting.
Your friends aren't the only thing here. Your life is too. I've always known you were beautiful enough to model, but I hope you'll reconsider. You don't have to be on the cover of magazines to be beautiful.
I blushed and looked up as the bell rang. The teacher walked in and told us to take more notes. I went back to reading.
Yumi and Aelita love you and I can't see the group being the same without you. Of course we won't though, because no one could replace you. I'm not telling you to give up on your dreams; I want you to make the decision.
"What…I'm confused…" I muttered under my breath. I didn't notice the P.S. because my hands were blocking it. Once I put the note down though, I noticed it.
P.S. Maybe if you stay, we can…be more than friends?
I smiled and put the note away, taking the notes so I wouldn't fail. Once the bell rang, I ran into the halls and looked for Odd. Finding him, I pulled him away.
"Since when did Odd Della-Robia become so serious?"
He shrugged. "Everyone can be serious when they need to be."
I shrugged in defeat; he was right. There was an awkward silence between us, and I wasn't sure of what to say.
"So…are you staying?"
I looked up at his puppy-dog pout and sighed again. "Yes Odd."
His face turned into one big smile and he hugged me. Confused, I hugged him back. "Good!"
I smiled too as we broke away.
"So…how about we do something after school then?" He asked nervously.
"I'd like that."
And I realized where my true place was. Here, with him.
Corny, crappy, blah, blah, blah. I know! I wanted to update this story cuz it's been FOREVER! Sorry about that. I was trying to figure out how to write Sam's character, but I just gave up…so…yeah. Anyway, so sorry if she's OOC and you guys might think Odd was, but like he said, everyone can get serious when they need to.
Yes, this is the
last one-shot for that story. I hope you all enjoyed it and thanks
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