A/N: OK, now... I am so, truly, deeply, with all my heart sorry I didn't update this sooner. I had writers block. Again. I thought I'd overcome it when I wrote Part 7, but sadly, as soon as I started writing this, I froze... And im still a bit stuck for idea's... But, without further hesitation... HERE YA GO!!! (PLEASE DON'T KILL ME...!)
-Sam-
FLASHBACK
I smiled at Duncan, leaning closer to him.
"Care to come upstairs for a little while? My head is hurting with this loud music, please?" I pouted.
"Hmm... ok" he caved.
I lead him upstairs and lay down on the bed. (Don't worry, there's no graphic stuff here...)
He towered over me, looking me right in my hazel eyes.
Looking in his icy teal eyes sent shivers down my spine.
I suddenly screamed when he carried on staring at me.
He quickly covered his ears and mouthed "What gives?"
"Whats wrong?" a blonde teenager asks.
I ran out of the room, pretending to cry, yelling "He tried to rape me! He tried to rape me!"
"Who?"
"Duncan Juarez"
-Sam-
FLASHBACK
I smiled at Duncan, leaning closer to him.
"Care to come upstairs for a little while? My head is hurting with this loud music, please?" I pouted.
"Hmm... ok" he caved.
I lead him upstairs and lay down on the bed. (Don't worry, there's no graphic stuff here...)
He towered over me, looking me right in my hazel eyes.
Looking in his icy teal eyes sent shivers down my spine.
I suddenly screamed when he carried on staring at me.
He quickly covered his ears and mouthed "What gives?"
"Whats wrong?" a blonde teenager asks.
I ran out of the room, pretending to cry, yelling "He tried to rape me! He tried to rape me!"
"Who?"
"Duncan Juarez"