I never was yours

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Sammy slammed the door shut to his house. He nearly catapulted down the three steps to the street. Once he could no longer see the house he calmed down. He ran his fingers through his hair. Why would his father even try to call? He left with out saying to years ago and only now decided to call and check up? He had nerve, he had to give him that. Sammy sat down leaning against the side of the building. He plugged his earbuds in and tried to drown out the world.

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Eliza Dreyson brushed her thick, dark hair away from her neck, the sun beating down viciously on that day. She cursed herself for forgetting a hairband and continued down the street. The shorts she had on were too short to conceal a gun, so she'd settled for hiding a knife in her boot. It never hurt to be prepared- there was always a chance of running into a West around here.

The Latina-American shielded her eyes from the sun and went to take a step, nearly tripping over Sammy's legs in the process, "Motherf-" Eliza spat out the curse, mostly out of sheer surprise. She hadn't even noticed the kid slouched there with his earbuds in.

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"what the " Sammy took out his earbuds. How did she just trip over him? It's not like he was invisible, was he? Shoving them in his pocket along with the ipod he stood up. She looked familiar but just couldn't place her. "Do I know you?" Sammy had quickly changed from mad at the world to being quite friendly. "I'm Sammy" He added after a second.

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Eliza raised her eyebrows and examined the kid in front of her, "Sammy, huh? I'm Eliza," she answered, "Eliza Dreyson."

[stillbeautiful]

"Oops" Sammy muttered, so that's who she was. He guessed he should have know her, but that was to late now.

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"What are you doing sitting down here like some hobo?" The woman raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms beneath her chest.

[stillbeautiful]

"Practicing my hobo skills" He looked down at her. He jammed his hands in his pockets and waited for he response, maybe he shouldn't be so sarcastic but it didn't matter right now.

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She rolled her eyes, but a small smile played on her lips, "Oh, such a good use of your time. I'm impressed."

[stillbeautiful]

"Yup" He said popping the 'P' He sat back down, "Now if you excuse my I think my skills lack a bit" He stretched out his legs.

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"You're going to trip more people," Eliza pointed out.

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"Then they better watch out" He snapped, his mood quickly turned sour. He sighed and crossed his arms across his chest.

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"Ooh. What a very childish thing to say," Eliza muttered, rolling her eyes, "You should find a more appropriate seat."

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"Not moving" Sammy didn't moving and show any signs of moving. He wsn't one that would give in easy, even for stupid little things.

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She looked at him steadily, "You're not, huh?"

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"Nope" He retorted, rolling his neck sighing when he heard a crack.

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Eliza sucked at her teeth quietly. If she had a gun, she could amuse herself by trying to make him move with that, but using her knife was too much effort, "Okay, you stubborn child. Some people may not be as nice as I was about it."

[stillbeautiful]

"Cool" Sammy waited for her to move along. She was quite annoying and stubborn. He started humming softly to himself, almost as if he was telling her he was done talking to her.

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Eliza narrowed her eyes, "What's wrong with you anyways?"

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"Nothing" He looked up at her.

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"Liar," She shot back, scoffing lightly.