Chapter 1 Day 1
Samantha Anne Lee, at eighteen, was already sick of the male species. As of tonight, or rather, this morning, she had been dumped for the third time in two years. Of course, that didn't count the many she had run away from or just ignored. She had to admit it: she was afraid of getting too attached. When they got too close, she pushed them away, never letting anyone in, never trusting.
She mulled these things over bitterly
as she shoved her key into the door to her apartment and let out a tired sigh as she headed for her bedroom. Her feet caught in mid-stride as she looked down on a handsome young man lying sprawled on her couch, fast asleep. A fond smile crossed her otherwise irritated face.
"Oz, wake up sweetie," she murmured, leaning down to shake him while glancing at the clock.
"Mummm..." he half moaned, twitching open deep golden-brown eyes.
"Babe, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at work in," she glanced at the clock, which read 6:43, "like seventeen minutes?" She asked softy, petting down his ruffled black hair as he yawned.
"Nope, day off. Came to see you and-" another yawn erupted, "-fell asleep." Here he paused and frowned at her. "Did you just get home?"
Sammie smiled half heartedly, than slowly took off her jacket, delaying what was sure to come. "I went to see Jase," she said, not looking at Oz.
"Ahhh..." He said, his face suddenly grim. "I know, I know! I don't want to hear it, okay?"
She snapped off and looked at him, frustration in every line of her body. "It's not like it matters anymore."
He sat up, never taking his eyes off her. "Why?"
"’Cause he just dumped me,” she replied as she dropped down beside him. She sat for a moment before saying, “Ah, what the fuck do I care?"
There was silence between the two of them, followed by, "You do realize he has been sleeping with Leana for at least a couple of months." It was not posed as a question: it was a statement.
Sammie turned to face Oz slowly. "What?"
