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Chapter 1-Boys
"This is boring….." Sam McCall whined, picking up a clump of dirt and throwing it at her sister Elizabeth Webber.

"Hey!" She shielded herself from the incoming dirt and began to laugh.

"No doubt I agree with you but we have to wait for Lucky. Which brings me to my next point….Where is that boy? He said he would be here a half an hour ago."

"I tell you, you need to drop him like a hot potato….He doesn't know what is the meaning of being on time if it kicked him in the balls, slapped him in the head…."

"OK….OK….I get it…..He doesn't know how to follow time….But that still doesn't give me just cause to get rid of him."

"Well if you allowed me to say my piece completely, you would know my whole reasoning. You should also drop him because the chico is sinfully hot and in time, mark my words, he will step out on you. His eyes will begin to rove…I don't want my sis to go through the pain I felt…..I always say…Nick things in the butt before it happens to you."

Elizabeth gave Sam a withering look and said, "I have never heard you say that…..Is this your new philosophical thought after Jagger? Seriously though you never know….Just because you have been jaded by the men in your life shouldn't mean that I should as well…Lucky is different…The way he looks at me like I am the only girl on earth….His kisses….You know how boys are notoriously known for wanting to go fast….He says that it is up to me…..We will do it on my time…." She sighed softly and had a dreamy look on her face.

Sam on the other hand looked at her with disgust and started to make gagging noises.

"My dear sister….You are too naïve for your own good….No boy is that good…..Eventually they want your goods and will do anything to get it…"

She sprung up from her sitting position on the ground and began to walk like if she was on tight rope along the bank.

"Sammie…..You always say that but you never elaborate….I mean these thoughts couldn't happen out of nowhere….."

"Lizzie….There is no conspiracy theory…..It is just so…..That is my honest opinion….From my examination of the opposite sex, they are all pigs and will stay so…..I will love to say Lucky is different and I wish it was so….I don't want to see you get hurt…But they are all the same."

By now her face had contorted into a sneer and there was a touch of bitterness in her tone.

"He will be different…." Elizabeth whispered lowering her head. Sam was thrown out of her tirade at the sound of her sister's broken voice and she sighed.

She wished she could have protected her sister from any possible hurt that she had experienced but knew Elizabeth needed to learn this lesson for herself if come be and well….she was as stubborn as Sam.

Sam had no chance of changing her mind. No truer had the adage "it runs in the family" ring true. She just hoped her sister's innocence wouldn't be ruined to pieces like hers.

"I think I need to try something daring," Sam said awfully chipper. She looked towards the nearby tree and a mischievous grin spread across her face.

Elizabeth's gaze followed the course of Sam's own and she visibly paled.
"Oh no you don't……Get that thought out of your mind." She jumped up and briskly walked towards Sam.

Sam evaded her hold and ran towards the tree.

"Nana Boo Boo." She began to make monkey faces at her sister.

Elizabeth clearly tried to hold back the laughter and appear serious but it was simply impossible.

"Who the hell says "Nanan Boo Boo?"…..That is a new one…." She laughed uncontrollably.

"Ahhh…..There is my sister…..My purpose has been accomplished….Now I shall attempt the most daring stunt since Harry Houdini….I will climb a tree…" She said dramatically.

"Fine! But if you fall on your ass….Don't say I didn't try to stop you….And for god's sake. Don't break it. We already hard pressed for money…That man won't get off his lazy ass and work for once…He chooses to get himself stinking drunk and go off in a rant and rave...And…."

"Yea…Yea….I know….It is not like I haven't been living in that shit hole for my whole life…" This was one of the few times she saw Lizzie turn angry.

Almost all the time she talked of it she looked like she wanted to cut a bitch. And that was a record in itself.

She rested her palms against the rough bark of the tree and looked up.

"This looks easy enough," she thought to herself. She began to climb slowly making sure not to lose her footing. She had to utilize all her strength so that she wouldn't slip down and break who knows what.

As she reached her destination, she fitted herself snuggly into a mass of branches.

"See…..I am here and I believe I have not broken any bones." She stuck out her tongue at her more serious sister.

She pursed her lips and rolled her eyes.

Spontaneously Sam began to shout and pound her chest.

"I am the King of the world. You shall bow down to my prowess." She gave a toothy grin to her sister below.

"You are not a king….If you were I would be seriously worried….But if you say so King Samuel….I fall to my knees in your presence." She feigned falling to her knees.

"Yes….Thank you…..Thank you." She began to give those royal waves she frequently saw on the school's televisions.

Suddenly she heard rustling from some bushes and then a deep rough voice.

"What is going here?" She was so surprised by the intruder that she lost her footing and began to fall out of the tree.

"Sam!!!!!"

She was preparing to meet hard, cold ground when she felt still hard but warm arms around her.

She opened one eye to see where she was only to be hit with the sheer
beauty of the blue eyes that were looking down at her. She wanted to say something but she was temporarily struck speechless. He gave her a dazzling smile and she began to hyperventilate.

What the freak was happening to her…..Never had she reacted so foolishly around a boy yet upon her first sight of him, her organs were shutting down.

"Are you okay?"

If she though Lucky Lorenzo Spencer jr. was one fine piece of ass, then she really didn't know what she would call this man that was holding her cradled in his arms.

Simply put.... a God...These were her last thoughts as she blacked out in his arms.

Fin