Sam's POV*******
I got the number ready. Wow. 5 years since I last touched my phone, and here I was, about to use it again for the sake of a girl... I'm ruined.
Angel came by as usual and had breakfast before we rode off.
Unfortunately, being this close to her on a bicycle was not helping a little buddy of mine. I was scared she was going to notice and start avoiding me or get the wrong idea or something.
We got to school without any troubles, and I was able to control myself when I got off.
"So, we meet again today, at the library right?" She asked.
I nodded my head to reassure her and that's when Richie walked by.
She took her away and I overheard their discussion.
"Does he have one?" Richie whispered.
Angel muttered "Yes..."
"Good. Where is it?"
"I... Haven't collected it yet... I forgot... I'm..."
"No!" Richie snapped "You're lying! I won't believe you! You have it but you just won't give it to me because you like him!"
"I don't like him!"