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I was so mad when I wasted 10 bucks on a five pack of nastiness.  The advertisement people who work for Yoplait are  some fucking liars. And they are really good at their job, because I bought the shit.

Greek yogurt is so fucking nasty.

Ugh, I know! I feel like throwing up just thinking about it.

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People are fucking crazy. And they try to put fruit in it to make it taste better, but it's still gross as fuck.

Greek yogurt is so fucking nasty.

How do people like it?

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Horrible? Huh, makes two of us. I actually cooked for me and my mom and she didn't even eat anything.

I'm sorry..

Horrible. My dad got called into work.

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Hey, Rick. How's your turkey day going?

I'm sorry..

Hey, Sammy.

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Sam's Playlist.

How to love~ Lil Wayne

You never credit yourself, so when you got older. It’s seems like you came back ten times over. Now you’re sitting here in this damn corner. Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulders.

Afraid- The Neighbourhood

All my friends lie to me. I know they're thinking, you're too mean, I don't like you, fuck you anyway . You make me wanna scream at the top of my lungs.

Wear me out~ Skylar Grey

Well who are you to judge, miss accidental wife?

Who was the genius that brought me to life?

Well you're such a hypocrite, to think me so unwise.

I'm just trying to see the world through my own eyes

Well I'm tattered and torn, see what you do?

Just admit that it was all because of you, when I don't come home til' the early morning

In my veins- Andrew Belle

Nothing goes as planned. Everything will break. And people say goodbye, in their own special way. All that you rely one, and all that you can fake. Will leave you in the morning, but find you in the day.

Fast in my car- Paramore

No one's the same as they used to be, much as we try to pretend. No one's as innocent as can be, we all fall short, we all sin.

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" Well, if you weren't what he wanted that means he wants somebody who's crazy, horrible looking, and trashy." Sam joked and smiled at the boy hoping to cheer him up. "Oh my god, he must want me!" She laughed and carried the bowl of soup in the living room for the boy and motioned for him to follow, assuming he ate in there. She waited til he sat and gave the bowl to him.

Birthday Fun: Sam & Presley

Presley watched the girl. “Well, I appreciate it.” He said, before sneezing into his tissue. He tossed the paper into the trashcan and rolled up his sleeves. “We met at school. He was actually the only one who was nice to me, the first day.” He said, looking around the room. He didn’t really like to talk about the boy, because he knew he had scared him off. He wasn’t returning his phone calls or coming to school. “I guess I wasn’t what he wanted though…” He said, resting his chin on his palm. 

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Sam shrugged. "Well, I guess I can stay. I'm not promising that I'll stay up with you making origami til' four am, though." She mixed the soup around with a spoon and smiled at the boy. She felt kind of confused and flattered that he'd wanna have to deal with her everyday. That reminded her that she still needed to talk to her mom. "I don't mind taking care of you. I'm used to doing this kind of stuff." She grabbed a bowl and began to pour the soup in in. "So, how did you meet Kade?"

Birthday Fun: Sam & Presley

Presley laughed. “No, really. You can stay if you want to. I have a guest bedroom you can use. And we can make paper origami or something. It’ll be fun.” He chuckled, coughing shortly after. “You don’t owe me anything.” He said, resting his head on his hand as he watched her make soup. He had never really done anything for Sam before, so this confused him. “Even if you did owe me, buying me cake and spending your day with a grouchy sick-kid is enough to make up for anything.” He laughed, drawing small circles with his finger on the marble counter top. 

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Lily Collins while filming Love, Rosie.

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"It's fine." Sam grabbed the cake and put it in the fridge. "Can I? Wait..no that wouldn't be right. I don't want to just come in here and disturb the peace." She chuckled and looked around in his cupboards. She wasn't surprised when she saw they where stocked. She found a can of chicken noodle soup and grabbed a pot. "Did I mention that I don't know how to make soup from scratch? It's one of the many things I haven't achieved." She put the soup into the pot and turned on the fire, her back facing the boy. "Oh. No problem. I needed a break anyway. Besides I think I owe you, and the least I can do is buy you a cake and make you soup." She turned to face him and smiled. "I doubt that's the case. He's probably just busy."

Birthday Fun: Sam & Presley

Presley could tell something was up. He decided not to ask. “I-i’m so sorry, Sammy.” He played around with the cap of his Gatorade and looked up at her. “Just stay here until we find a place to move into. It’ll be fun. My dad’s never home, so he wont care.” He laughed, pushing the drink aside. “Yes, I would love some soup.” He laughed. “Thank you for spending time with me today… I haven’t even heard from Kade… I knew me getting a boyfriend was too good to be true. I think I scared him off.” He laughed. 

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"I think it'd be weird if I was too nice to you." Sam chuckled tossing her phone back and forth from her hands. She smiled at him and stood up. I'll make you a feast for Thanksgiving. Me, you, our parents. It'd be uncomfortable and funny." She could only imagine how that would go and started to laugh. Then she looked at him and shrugged. "Eh, nothing. It's irrelevant, because I'm over it. I want some cake." She disappeared into the kitchen.

Birthday Fun: Sam & Presley

Presley laughed and threw his head back. “Even on my birthday, you’re still mean to me.” He said, tossing his tissue in the trashcan. “You can cook for me all you want. I don’t like to cook, nor am I good at it.” He said looking back up at her. He could tell something was wrong. “Hey, what’s wrong?”  He asked, noticing she was disappointed about something. 

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"Yeah, I can cook pretty good actually. My grandma taught me. She used to be around a lot before she died." Sam sat down on the couch towards the other end. She really didn't feel like getting sick. She pulled out her phone to check for text from someone she had been talking to for a little while. When she saw there was nothing, she sighed. Then she remembered she had to pay her phone bill by the end of the week and made a mental note to ask for extra shifts. She looked at the boy and then laughed. "First of all, you sound like a dying yak. And second of all, you're always tedious so I'm used to it." Remembering that she said she would be nice, Sam added, "Just kidding." before looking down at her phone again.

Birthday Fun: Sam & Presley

Presley sat himself down on the couch and covered himself up with the blanket. He grabbed his Xbox remote and turned the device on before grabbing the game and reaching over to put it in the slot. He leaned back on the couch and looked up at her. “You’d want to make me soup?” He laughed, coughing a little. “That would actually be nice, but you don’t have to.” He said, laying his head down. It felt heavy on his shoulders. “Forewarning, i’m a big baby when i’m sick. If I get to be to tedious, let me know.” He laughed as he looked up at the TV screen. 

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" You're so welcome." Sam smiled and set her warm drink down on the counter. She looked in her purse and pulled out GTA 5. Setting down on the counter in front of the boy, she wandered into the living room. There was a blanket on the couch and tissues almost everywhere. She decided to be nice since the boy was sick, then she thought about what a normal parent or person would do for a sick boy. "Hey, you want me to make you some soup or tea? I don't think Gatorade will help you that much."

Birthday Fun: Sam & Presley

Presley sat on the barstool next to Sam sitting on the counter. "Thanks, I guess. I feel terrible." He added, cracking open his Gatorade and taking a sip. It felt good on his sore throat. "Thanks you." He said, setting the drink down. "So, what game did you bring?" He asked, quietly. He could hear his voice going.

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When Sam came back in she found Presley in the kitchen. She tossed the gatorade at him and hopped up on his counter because she didn't think he'd mind. "Feel free to eat the cake whenever." Sam smiled. She looked around the house and realized that it looked kind of messy. This surprised her a little. Then she looked at the boy, really looked at him. He looked horrible, and she decided to tell him just that. " You don't look so pretty today, ya know that?" She hopped off the counter and picked up her cappuccino, taking a long sip.

Birthday Fun: Sam & Presley

Presley laid half way on his couch, watching Married With Children on Netflix. He had always watched that show with his mother on weekends. He grabbed a tissue out of the small box next to his couch and wiped his nose. He didnt get sick often, but when he did he secluded himself from civilization. He was a big baby when he was sick, but he knew Sam wouldnt mind.

He picked himself up from his couch, realizing he didnt have pants on. He walked to his room and pulled some pajama pants on, and slid on his Beatles sweatshirt. He walked down to the living room before he heard a little knock. Perfect timing. He walked to the door and opened it. "Hey Sam." He smiled as he grabbed the stuff out of her hand and set it on his counter, waiting for her to enter the house again.

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If you do need something, just let me know. Nice to meet you. I hope he gets better, though. He's lucky to have a mom like you who cares.

Ok it's been a week now....

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That's horrible, I'm sorry. Do you need anything? I'm Sam, by the way.

Ok it's been a week now....

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Birthday fun: Sam & Presley

Sam quickly swiped the keys to her mom's Volvo wagon and put them in her purse. She knocked on her the door to the basement, yelled  "Mom? I'm leaving but I'll be back later.", and disappeared out the front door. She hurriedly got into the vehicle and put the heat on. She was on her way to get cake and gatorade for Presley since it was his birthday. He said he wanted to stay inside, so she decided she should keep him company. As she pulled into the Giant Eagle parking lot, Sam put on her hat and buttoned up her coat before walking out into the cold.

When she got back into the wagon, Sam set the vanilla cake and gatorade on the passenger's side and took a sip of the french vanilla cappuccino she had gotten. She drove way past the speed limit to Presley's house. When she got to the gate she was buzzed in somehow. She got out of the car with the cake in her hands, and kicked the door just enough to let the boy know she was there. She smiled as he appeared. "Hey, can you take this so I get some stuff out of the car?"

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What happened?

Ok it's been a week now....