#oh jesus...

Finally finished this for Mermay! I've had a story in my head for a while about a girl who grows up alongside a mermaid. I should write it down someday. Would you be interested?

Teen Sam x Reader

(Hi! Me again! I hope you enjoy the second part of the fanfic! I give credit to one of my very close friends for helping me with this! You could say she's my Beta-Reader or Editor but girly if you see this, thank you and I love you!)

Maybe you're curious in more!

Part 1 Part 2(extra)

Code:

Your name: Y/N

Your nickname: Y/NN

Your friend's name: Y/F/N

Dialogue: " "

Thoughts to yourself: ' '

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"WHAT HAPPENED?!" Y/F/N yelled and came running to you, jumping and screaming. "OH MY GOD! WILL YOU STOP DOING THAT!" you yell at her. "Nope, not a chance." She laughed and you laughed with her since you knew she wasn't going to stop scaring you like that.

"Soooooooo, what happened with him? Anything which involves you and him going on a date? Hmmmmmmm." Y/F/N said very eagerly and desperately, wanting to know what happened for the 2 minutes she left.

"Uh, sorry honey. Hate to burst your bubble, but that didn't happen." You responded in a soft yet sad tone. "All I said was 'Hi' and he said the same and nothing else happened." Y/F/N's hopes dropped all the way to the floor. "Really? Nothing else?".

"Well, he did say that he liked my outfit," you responded. Y/F/N's hopes went all the way up to the sky once again. "OMG! Y/NN!! Do you know what that means!?"

"Am I supposed to know what that means?"

"It meeeeeaaaannnnssss that HE LIKES YOU!!" Y/F/N started to scream and cheer for you as if you were getting married.

"Okay, number one, can you chill and number two, please explain slowly because I'm lost in every sense." You said, shocked and confused.

"Number one, never and number two, when a guy compliments you and takes the time to compliment you - it means that he's fond of you and wants to get in your ppaaannnntttttsssss" Y/F/N said and teased you, pulling on your skirt in a way of making fun of you. "Oh, knock it off!" You flick her hands away from your skirt.

"So okay, if he compliments me, that means that he's fond of me? He probably trying to be nice," you said as a defense.

"You're in denial" Y/F/N said while she just stared at you. Man, if looks could kill, you'd be dead from that look on her face.

"What? NO! IM NOT IN DENIAL!!" you said in a slight yelling tone. "Yes you are...ADMIT IT!!"

As soon as she said that, the school bell rang for first period.

"Well then, you win this round miss Y/N but NEXT TIME I WILL FIND YOU AND I WILL NOT KILL YOU, BUT I WILL CONVINCE YOU OTHERWISE!" Y/F/N yelled while walking away, still facing you and pointing at you. "Yup, you got it pal" you laughed and pointed back at her.

You started to walk to your first period class, which was science. When you reached, you slowly made your way over to the seat near the door.

'Once the bell rings, you're out of class like the Flash, Y/N. Just this test and you're done for science'.

Your science teacher, Ms.Cris was passing out the tests while you were getting your pencil. As you were rummaging for it, it slipped from your fingers and rolled straight to the door. Well, shoot, but you get up to go get it back, and as you reach for it, so does another hand. You look up and see Sam, smiling at you.

"Well, hello again darlin'."

You got up and just looked at him, not doing anything but just staring, scanning every inch of his face, every small detail which made him so pretty.

"Mr. Samuel Drake, go to class." Ms, Cris grumbled. Sam handed you your pencil and looked up at the teacher with a cheeky smile, walking into the room.

"Aw, miss, come on! What, I'm not allowed to visit?" He laughed dryly and joined his friends in the back of the class, who were being loud and cheering for the guy.

You came back to reality and realized you were still standing by the doorway looking like an idiot, so you hurried back to your spot and sat down, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone.

'Well you looked like an idiot, way to go Y/NN' You thought to yourself.

"Mr. Drake," The teacher's voice interrupted whatever self-loathing thoughts you may have been having.

"I wouldn't want to send you to the principal's office for disturbing my class, so please leave now before you get detention."

Ms. Cris seemed annoyed with him (with reasons), but he listened to her, apparently deciding to give her a break.

"Sorry guys, but I gotta go." Sam whistled, while slowly walking backwards to the door.

"Now, Mr. Drake." Ms. Cris insisted. Sam giggled and walked to the doorway and stopped before he could walk out.

"Good luck darlin'," Sam flashed a smile to you, and walked out of the class.

You were blushing so hard that it was so obvious and everyone was staring at you.

'Don't make eye contact, don't make eye contact...' You kept telling yourself.

Only then, you couldn't help yourself and awkwardly peered over your shoulder, indeed locking eyes with the kid behind you — along with everybody else.

'Shit. Made eye contact.'

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The bell rang, signalling the end of the first period. You just finished this test which, you probably aced, but you always think you failed.

You made your way to your locker quickly, trying to avoid the traffic caused by the students pouring into the hallway, and were surprised to find Sam leaning against your locker, apparently waiting for you. He noticed you from the end of the hall and acknowledged you with a nod and a warm smile. You made your way towards him, feeling your heart beating quickly inside your chest, and you felt your face getting hotter and your palms become sweaty.

"Uh...hey, Sam. What are you doing here?" You asked him, trying to be at least a little cool about the situation (when you're actually screaming inside like a little girl).

Sam's lips tugged upward at the corner. He seemed to lean down to get closer to your height.

"Well, you're not gonna believe it but I have to be here, it's school" he spoke in a quiet, almost hushed, tone, like he was telling a secret. Except all he was doing was playing with you.

You giggled, finding it amusing. He admired the way you laughed, and just looked at you, smiling (but not in a creepy way).

"I mean at my locker," You playfully roll your eyes.

"What are you doing at my locker?"

"I just wanted to come see you and say that I feel so bad for you. You have to deal with all those dummies in your science class like shit, that must suck!" He laughed, adjusting his position and leaning against the locker. His attempt to make you laugh had worked.

"Aren't they your friends?" You asked, still letting out a few chuckles.

"Yeah, but I'm allowed to call them stupid" He said jokingly, not helping your case.

"Well that's great, honestly."

You guys stood there, laughing a little more and enjoying each others' company. It distracted you from any worries about first period. Nothing was said for a short while, as you were getting your books for your next classes, and soon locked your locker.

"Hey..." Sam randomly started again. You looked up at him curiously.

"Um, would you maybe want to...um.."

Sam tried to speak, using his hands, which wasn't appearing to be working out right. He was losing his words and mumbling a little.

"Would you uh.."

"Come on, spit it out Sammy!" You tried to encourage him, which resulted in a small nervous chuckle leaving him.

"Okay — number one, don't call me Sammy, and number two, would you...maybe want to go to the diner with me after school? I have to meet my little brother there and it would be nice if I had some company." He finally got out, looking a little calmer than he did a few seconds ago. You thought a guy like Sam would have no problem asking a girl out, especially someone as good-looking and popular as him.

You peered down at your feet for a few seconds, your face warm like before.

"Number one, never and number two..." You started, glancing back up at the guy.

You paused, trying to think of the proper words to use.

"And number two — I'd love to come with you. It would actually do me some good, getting out of the house,"

You smiled at him as he did the same, sighing in relief.

"Perfect, I'll see you after school then!" Sam spoke confidently.

"Definitely, I'll see you there."