Getting home was easy, getting ready was a little crazy.

You rushed inside, running to your room, nearly falling face first up the stairs.

You stripped down and jumped into the shower, doing a quick wash before towel drying and fixing your (h/c) hair in its usually style.

You pulled out a clean pair of underwear and bra both (colour) which was your favorite colour.

You grabbed a pair of (colour) jean shorts and a (colour) short sleeve crop top.

You grabbed a (colour) plaid shirt which you tied around you waist and a new pair of socks and a pair of short cut (colour) heel boots.

You checked your face and added a little bit of makeup and a spray of perfume.

Just before you knew it, Trent was knocking at the door.

You quickly grabbed your purse and phone and rushed down the stairs and out the door.

"Hey you look cute." Trent greeted as you blushed a little tucking a lock of your (h/c) hair being your ear.

"Thanks."

He smiled as you both got to the truck and he drove you both to the lake where a lot of the kids from school were swimming or jamming out.

His whole squad was playing football and sharing a few drinks cause that's what boys do.

"Hey, you look cute." Mikaela called out as you rolled your (e/c) eyes with a smile. "So do you. I love your skirt." You replied as she chuckled. "Why thanks. So how are you and Trent doing?" She asked once he went to chill with his guys.

You didn't want to say horrible. Dating him wasn't so bad but it's not fair to him that you have a crush on Sam. Some girls might think your crazy for crushing on a guy like Sam when here you are dating a smoking hot guy.

God sometimes I hate emotions..

Trent tossed the football back to his friend as you looked over to see Sam and Miles pull to the side of the road in his yellow Camaro.

So he did buy the car.

Nice.

You leaned against the driver's side door of Trent's car as Sam just so happened to walk up to you and stopped at the tree right beside Trent.

Sam looked at you as you smiled at him, waving a little. You already knew why he was here, he wanted to impress Mikaela.

Part of you hated the fact that he was here for her but she's rated as single, and as much as you hate it, you're rated as taken.

Then Trent strolled over towards Sam and his friend. Miles grabbed hold of the thick pale tree branch and he hung upside down.

"Hey Witwicky what you doing here?" He asked with a smirk as you rolled your (e/c) eyes. "We're here to climb this tree." He replied as Trent nodded. "Yeah I can see that. It looks like fun."

After a small moment Trent continued to speak.

"Hey didn't you try out for the football team last year?" He asked as you bite down on your lower lip.

"Ah..no that wasn't me trying out...I was just researching a book I was doing a book I was writing."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah.."

"Yeah what's it about? Sucking at sports?" Trent chuckled as he watched with a smirk and Sam looked at him.

"No it's about the link between brain damage and football."

Trent glared at him and Sam continued. You couldn't help but giggle.

"No, it's a great book. You'll friends will love it, it got mazes you know? Little coloring area sections. Pop up pictures. It's a lot of fun."

Trent clenched his fists and glared at Sam. "Oh you think that's funny-" You went in front of Trent and pushed him slightly back.

"Trent stop ok chill..." You stated as you walked back to his truck as Trent clenched his jaw.

"Hey guys I know of a party. Let's go, let's head." Trent called out as Sam glared at his friend. "You got to get out of that tree right now. Get...just get out the tree right now, please."

Miles jumped off the tree. "Did you see that dismount? All the chicks were watching me."

"You're making me look like an idiot. We both looked like idiots just now." Sam spat as they both walked away.

"Hey about you let me drive?" You asked as Trent opened up the driver's side door to his blue pick up truck.

"Oh, no. No, no, no. This is not a toy. These 22s, I don't want you grinding them. No. Why doesn't my little bunny just hop in the back seat?"

You let out a laugh as you shook your head. "Oh god, how many times to have to tell you that I'm not your little bunny." You stated as You shoved him slightly, grabbing your purse from the back seat of the truck as you began to walk away.

"Okay. You'll call me." He stated as you laughed, giving him the finger. "Nope. Keep dreaming asshole." You spat as Mikaela sighed. "(Y/n) hold on!"

"Nope. I'll walk." You stated as you began to walk down the road.

You rolled your (e/c) eyes, as you felt tears form in your eyes. God I hate him..

In matters of minutes you hear the faint roar of an engine. You turn to see that yellow Camaro and Sam.

You sighed and looked back ahead of you, wiping your eyes as he caught up with you.

"Who's gonna come around when you break?" The radio sang as you bite on your lower lip, stopping yourself from smiling.

"(Y/n)! Hey it's Sam Witwicky?"

"Yeah I know. Nice car." You replied as you continued to walk. "I hope I didn't get you stranded or anything."

"No it has nothing to do with you. I'll be fine." You exclaimed as you didn't meet his gaze.

"You sure?"

"Sam, I'm fine really. This happens all the time." You added on as you looked at him.

He sighed. "Come on, please? I was just wondering if I could ride you home. Ah I mean give you a ride home with my car?" He stuttered out as you sighed, nodding your head as he stopped the car and you got in.

"Thanks Sam." You stated as he nodded, putting the car into drive and he drove down the road.

"So uh...I'm guessing you got that last A?" You asked, making up a conversation.

"Ah...yeah. Four grand."

Your jaw dropped. "Four grand. That's that's a good deal. I actually really like it. Camaro's has always been my favorite." You replied as patted the arm rest of the passenger side door.

Sam nodded, giving you a small smile. Gosh darn it isn't he just the cutest little cinnamon roll!!

"So um...I saw that little thing between you and Trent. You ok?" He asked you as you take in a deep breath, before looking out the window.

"I don't know why I even went out with him. Maybe it was because of his looks or his muscles but I sure as hell am done with him." You stated with disgust as you leaned back in your seat.

"Big arms huh?"

"Well I didn't-"

"Well, there's a couple new additions in the car. Like, I just put in that light there." He began as he flexed his arm.

You couldn't help but smile. "And that disco ball. And so the light reflects off the disco ball." He finished off as you couldn't help but laugh. "Uh-huh. Nice move with the flexing Witwicky." You giggled as you smiled at him, sending him a wink.

He chuckled lightly as you looked back out of the window. "So any other details added on here?" You asked as Sam chuckled.

"Nope."

You couldn't help but smile. Suddenly the car jolted, as the engine started to choke out.

"No, no, no, no. No. Come on." Out of nowhere the radio whirred on. "Sorry, I'm just working out the kinks. You know, it's a new car." Sam rambled out.

You looked over at the front to see him pulling into a sandy road and to a small open field with an old oak tree.

"When I get that feeling I want sexual healing." The road sings out as you couldn't help but snort.

"You see this radio is, like, you know...its an old radio, too so.."

"Sexual healing"

The car comes to a stop as you sighed, feeling a little bit down. You never thought Sam would play that card.

"Look, this isn't something that I you know...I can't get this radio to stop. Look I wouldn't try this on you." Sam replied he hit the radio a few times before looked at you.

You hear another whir as the song changes. "This is like a romantic thing that I'm not trying to do."

"I feel good!"

"Uh-huh."

"Not that you're not worthy of trying something like this on."

"So good!"

"No of course not."

"I got the feels!"

"I'm a friend of yours. I'm not a romantic friend. Romantic friends do this. I mean, I'm not that friend. I mean, we...I could be."

"OW! I feel good!" The radio blared out as you sighed, giving Sam one last look as you get out of the car. "Just pop the hood."

"Stupid! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Sam snapped as he kicked the radio just as you popped open the hood, Sam gets out.

You looked at the whole engine and let out a whistle. "Whoa nice headers. You've got a high-rise double-pump carburetor. That's pretty impressive Sam." You stated as he looked over at you.

"Double-pump?"

"It squirts the fuel in so you can go faster."

"Oh...I like to go faster."

You leaned over the engine, holding one hand onto the hood as you grabbed the distributor cap. "It looks like your distributor cap's a little loose."

"Yeah? How did you know that?"

"My dad. He was a real grease monkey. He taught me all about this. I could take it all apart, clean it, put it back together."

"That's weird. I just wouldn't peg you for mechanical." Sam replied as you shrugged your shoulders.

"Well, you know I don't really broadcast it. Guys don't like it when you know more about cars than they do. Especially not Trent. He hates it." You added on as you looked at Sam with a faint smile.

"Yeah, you know, I'm cool with, you know, females working on my engine. I prefer it actually."

You let out a small laugh as you looked over at him. "You wanna fire it up for me, Witwicky?" You asked him as he nodded, running back into his car as he started to turn the key but the engine wouldn't budge.

You sighed, looking at the engine and back at the sky, watching the sun set. It was getting late and you needed to get home.

"You know what? I'm just...I'm gonna walk. Uh...good luck with your car." You said as you grabbed you bag before starting to walk.

"Alright. Walking's healthy, right?"

You smiled as you looked over at Sam and waved as you continued to walk.

In matters of seconds you hear Sam screaming at you. His engine and radio blaring to life.

"Baby come back! Any kind of fool could see!

"(Y/n)!"

"There was something in everything about you!"

"Hey!" Sam cried out as you looked over to see him swerving around.

"Baby come back! You can put all the blame on me!"

You couldn't help but laugh as he drove at your side, pulling to a stop.

"I was wrong and I just can't live without you!"

*:At your house:*

"Well here we are." Sam stated as he pulled in from the back alleyway.

"Yeah...here we are.." You stated as he placed the car in park, you take a deep breath and look at him.

"I had lots of fun..it was fun." You exclaimed as he smiled. "Yeah, I had lots of fun too."

You felt your cheeks heat up as you tucked a loose lock of (h/c) hair behind your ear.

"Sam..do you think I'm shallow?" "Do I think you're shallow? No. No. I think that there's...that there's more than meets the eye...with you." He replied as you smiled a little more, feeling your heart skip a beat.

You leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Thanks Sam. I'll see you later." You stated quickly as you got out of the car with a very flustered and confuse Sam left in the yellow Camaro.

As you entered the back door to your house you looked over your shoulder and waved before stepping inside.

What will I ever do with him..

That boy and his yellow Camaro..

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