Saturday, May 21, 2011

Chapter 15

Sam
"Hello," I said, trying hard not to make a bad first impression. Though I was still wondering why they took Danny away, er, Daniel.
"Hello," said the man. I could see he was frustrated. He was holding an ice pack against his cheek. So I guess Danny, ugh Daniel, must've slapped him. Sometimes I wonder, do I belong to my family?
"I am ready," I said.
"Are you like your brother?" he asked. What was he thinking? I don't use violence to cover my anger, I reason logically. "Well, are you?"
"I...I guess not," I said. I'm a little like him I admit. He didn't seem to like my answer, so I just ignored him.
"Let's begin," he said angry. It's not my fault my brother slapped you, so you shouldn't take out your anger on me. "I think you should understand that your brother isn't gonna be happy with the results he gets when he knows about this little incident."
Why was he talking to me about this? I'm not Daniel. This is about me. I always feel like I'm upstaged, even in the wrong moments.
"Okay, now can we start please?" I asked, I've only met him and I already don't like him.
"Fine! Your father, as Daniel said, hasn't explained to you, is that statement accurate?" He asked suspiciously. My family doesn't lie! And my brother is a very trustworthy person. All the Galaxy's were.
"Yes, sir. It is very accurate indeed," I said trying to look as sophisticated as him, though I felt it made it look like  a lie, since people who answer with most of the question is most likely to be lying.
"Are you sure Samantha?" he asked, I knew it.
"Yes, sir. But I have a small request," I said.
"Yes," he said.
"Call me Sam, it's way easier than Samantha. And may I ask that why do you suspect me lying?" I said.
"And why is that Samantha?" he said innocently ignoring my request.
"I said Sam! Well it's really obvious, and I'm a teen so don't take me as a fool," I said. Oh no, I'm showing bad attitude already.
"And you said that you are not that like your brother," he said. I let out a big groan and rolled my eyes.
"Look "sir" can we finish this up please soon? I want to get out of here asap," I said rudely. He looked at me with eyes full of anger. I raised my eyebrow.
"You are very rude, so pick up your attitude young lady, or no one will want to adopt you. Then you'll go to the orphanage, and boy-o-boy don't I see that right now," he said. I glared at him.
"I'm guessing you're an only child. You've never went through hardship, have you?" I asked.
"Would you shut up already?" he asked.
"I would if you would shut up your face," I said. Man! I can see why Danny slapped him now. He is so irritating. I hope I can hold my anger for that long. I mean me, the sweet girl who keeps the peace, is fighting and being rude. Oh, please forgive me.
"Listen, I'm not your boyfriend that you give attitude to, so you'd better respect me,"
"If you were my boyfriend, I'd be dead by now. I couldn't stand you for an hour. And have you even heard of the quote 'Treat the way you want to be treated,'?"
"Yes, I went to school, while you miss poor-rude-and-not-raised-properly didn't,"
"WHAT?!"
"You heard me,"
"How dare you?"
"Oh please, what are you going to do about it? Huh?"
"Do you really wanna go there?"
"Yes, I'm so scared," I smirked at him, while he was still mocking me. I clapped. He looked confused. My dad came in.
"Yes, princess," He said. I took out this recording machine that those people gave me. The man looked scared, he "accidentally" dropped his name tag. I picked it up and saw the name. It was Mr. Martin.
"I wanted to show you this," I said so innocently that you'd think that I was an angel. I played the part when he exactly where he insulted me. And boy-o-boy that didn't make my dad happy. He took my hand and walked out of the room dragging me. He took the the recording machine and showed it to the manager of the place. He didn't seem happy either.
"I would like to thank you, for finding the misleading employee that was messing up our system," He said, his name tag said Mr. Stevens. We smiled at him.
"Why your daughter has the most beautifulest smile I have ever seen, though her teeth are a bit dirty," He said. I frowned.  He searched his drawers, then he called his assistant.
"At your service Mr. Stevens," she said. He smiled at her politeness.
"May you run across the street and buy me a toothbrush and toothpaste," He asked.
"Sure," she said with any further discussion. She raced off.
"I want to give you an offer," he said.
"What is it?" my dad asked so quickly that you'd think Mr. Stevens didn't finish his sentence.
"Your daughter Sam can enter a commercial, and possibly your other children," he said. My dad eye's widened.
"Oh, thank you. I accept!" he said very happy. I giggled at my dad."May, I just ask a question?"
"Sure," Mr. Stevens answered without hesitation.
"Will it be enough money for me to keep my kids?" my dad asked so nervously and shyly he turned as red as a tomato. Mr. S chuckled.
"Yes, it will," he said as he smiled. My dad jumped out of his chair and hugged me. He was squeezing me too hard, but I didn't want to ruin the moment.



Wow, guess you never know what happens until you do it. How lucky is Solar and his kids? Very, if you ask me.

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