Paola: Hey honey, how are you?
Kim: I'm fine mom, where are you?
Paola: I'm in Argentina right now, it's beautiful here. I hope someday we can come here together. *smiles*
Kim: *hurt/angry* No.
Paola: Why? Is something wrong honey?
Kim: Is something wrong? I don't know mother, you should ask yourself that. Leaving a fourteen year old home alone for so long, you should ask if she's ok.
Paola: Honey, you know I'm here if you need me.
Kim: Yeah, in like what 10,000 miles away. Sure mom, just walk on over here to make it all better.
Paola: Honey, you know this is my job.
Kim: I know it is ok, but can't you find a new job that's closer to home? Closer to me?
Paola: I wish, but I have to go now, we're about to check into our hotel rooms. *chuckles*
Kim: *hangs up and tosses her phone onto her bed*
Paola: That was rude Kim. *hangs up and gets concerned*
Samantha: Is anyone home?
Randy: Yeah, my dad's home, he's probably in the basement, I'll go get him.
Samantha: Ok. *smiles softly*
Bob: Oh? Who's this?
Randy: Oh? I thought you would be in the basement, dad, this is Samantha, my girlfriend.
Bob: *looks at Samantha/smiles* Bob, Randy's father, nice to meet you.
Samantha: Nice to meet you Bob.
Bob: So how long have you two known eachother?
Samantha: Recently. *chuckles*
Bob: Oh? I'll pray for you two then. *leaves to his room*
Samantha: *looks at randy*
Randy: He was kidding, but sit down, I'll give you some water.
Samantha: *smiles an sits* Ok.
Randy: *goes and gets water*
Kim: *about to ring the doorbell/sees Samantha sitting*
Randy: *walks to Samantha and give her the water*
Samantha: *smiles* Thanks.
Randy: *smiles* No problem.
Kim: *gets mad and takes off*
Michelle: Layla, what should we wear for the back to school dance?
Layla: Duh Chelle, that's easy.
Michelle: *smiles* Right, we're gonna look flawless at the school dance.
Layla: *smiles* Yay, go flawless. *high fives michelle*
Bob: Samantha, it's getting late, I'll take you home.
Samantha: Oh? Ok. *looks at randy*
Randy: I'll go with.
Bob: I'll be in the car waiting.
Kim: *texts randy* I miss you.
Randy: *phone lights up*
Samantha: *sees kims name on randy's phone*
Randy: *quickly covers up his phone*
Bob: Who's that texting you this late.
Samantha: *smiles* Who's that friend? I come I never heard of him.
Samantha: *gives randy the look*
Randy: Oh John, um, he's a very good friend of mine. We've been friends since who knows when.
Samantha: Well, I hope to get to know him sometimes.
Randy: *smiles* You will Sam.
Bob: What does he want this late?
Randy: I don't know, I didn't read it.
Bob: Well read it and tell me what it says.
Bob: I'm listening.
Randy: *looks at Samantha and feels bad/reads the text in his head*
Samantha: *gets hurt*
Randy: *clears his throat* He wants to know if I want to join next year's football.
Bob: Are you?
Randy: I'll have to think about it.
Bob: Well let me know if you do.
Samantha: *real hurt* You can stop right here.
Bob: *pulls up to the driveway*
Samantha: Thank you for the ride Mr. Orton.
Bob: No problem sweetheart, hope to see you around again.
Samantha: *smiles then looks at randy hurt* Bye. *leaves*
Bob: *reverses and drives off*
Samantha: *walks to her room and cries*
Randy: *texts kim back* I miss you too.
Kim: Can we meet tomorrow night.
Randy: For what?
Kim: I want to talk to you about something.
Randy: Sure, what time?
Randy: Ok, I'll be there.
Kim: *smiles evil* You are so great at manipulating guys Kim. *tosses her phone onto her bed and fixes herself in front of the mirror*