• A couple hours later, Sammi layed on her bed, staring at the posters on her wall. Linkin Park, Cobra Starship, Matchbook Romance, Blink-182, and All Time Low were just a couple of the bands.
    "Sammi!!! Come here, we need to talk to you," her mother yelled from downstairs.
    "Coming," Sammi moaned miserably.

    ~~~

    Sammi's parents stoood at the bottom of the staircase. Her mom was dressed in an expensive-loooking wrap dress and her father was in one of his suits.
    "We're going out to the opera, to eat, and then to a party," her father grumbled.
    "Good behaviour, Samantha. You can invite that kid over but not of "it"," her mother sniffed, looking at her with disdain. "Your already disgracing us enough, looking THAT way."
    Sammi nodded but her body burned. Why must her parents scorn her and Stefan so much? Finally, when they left, she raced upstairs and called him.

    ~~~

    Sammi finally smiled when Stefan's Mustang appeared in the driveway.
    "I brought over Taken and Nightmare on Elm Street," he said, walking in the door.
    "Let's watch Nightmare on Elm Street."


    So, about an hour later, they were watching the movie on the couch, in the living room.
    "Don't be scared," Stefan chuckled as Sammi jumped when Freddy jumped out of nowhere.
    "I'm not."
    "Whatever," Stefan said, kissing the top of her head.