Chapter 4 Tape?

At first, Mac and Sam were enemies because of the completion they were to each other in and out of the classroom. Until they found out that they were going to be in a lot of the same sports and clubs. Slowly they became friends, not close, but friends. Mac didn't like that Jack would walk home with Sam after chess club, or any time they were together. To be completely honest Sam didn't like that Zella that kept flirting with Mac. Thank goodness Mac has his head in his games.

Someones jealous! Jk don't mind me, just getting carried away.

Sam and Mac made it not only on the teams they wanted but in some that needed more players.

"Ouch. Everything hurts like you won't believe." Mac complained on the way to soccer practice with Sam.

"Well you are a fast runner it's not exactly a surprise that you made the soccer, fencing, swim, polo, and cross country teams. I'm just lucky that they needed another girl for track."

"Hows being the caption of the soccer team been for you? I know its only been a week but I want to know."

"It's been ok I guess."

They kept walking to the field. Once they reached the field Sam took off her CH sweatshirt, revealing her silver necklace and tape on her arm.

"Smera? Why the tape?" Mac grabbed her arm before she could run away.

"ok! ok, ok, let me go it hurts." with a huff, he let go, she started to run, but he hugger her before she got too far. "Fine! I stayed up late working."

"On what?"

"On school stuff." he gave her that look.

"lier! the tape would be placed- ... no way."

"no way what? and can you stop hugging me now, I won't ruin this time."

"well- if this was from writing or reading" he lifted her wrist higher to inspect it. " it would only be on parts of your wrists, not all the way around."

"Ok" her voice dropped to a whisper. "on the way home last night, Jack.." she paused and looked around. "Jack asked me to be his girlfriend-"

"what the heck does that has to do with tape?"

"I said no, and he grabbed my wrists and put them in a zip tie. I couldn't get out of them till my grandma cut them, by that time it was 6:45 am. I already tried to cut it myself before that..."

"You cut yourself, didn't you? Smera. look at me." she turned away. " hey my aunt and I live next-door, come anytime you need help."

"it looks like I cut my wrists. that's not what I wanted the other girls to think of me..."

"I know. trust me if you ever need anything, and I do mean anything, just knock. My room and yours right next to each other...." he thought for a moment. "Anytime, day or night, in Ordung?" Mac said in a bad German accent, just to make her laugh.

"in Ordung" Sam replied.