"Make yourself at home" I said sarcastically as I saw Sam rummaging through my fridge.

We were at my house for only 5 minutes now and he was already getting comfortable.

"Don't mind if I do" he said as he closed the fridge with a cupcake, a piece of cake, and a water bottle.

I rolled my eyes and continued to cook dinner. My mom won't be here until 12 am so I might as well cook for Sam and I.

"Where's momma?" He asked referring to my mom.

Sam and my mom has gotten really close lately. My mom calls him son and Sam calls her mom.

It's not easy for my mom to call just anyone son. You have to earn her trust. I was surprised the first time she called Sam son.

"She's at work" I simply said. He groaned and I turned around. Sam was pulling out chocolate chip cookies from the cabinet on top of the fridge.

"If you keep eating sweets I won't give you any dinner" I said as I stirred the pasta.

I heard shuffling behind me bit I didn't mind turning around. I know it's Sam.

He wrapped his hands around my waist and rested his head on my shoulders. He snuggled his face into my neck and kissed it.

That kiss sent shivers down my spine. His lips were so soft and big. I wanted him to kiss me again but I didn't want to sound thirsty.

"Are you sure?" He whispered into my ears.

My brain said words but my mouth wouldn't say the words I was thinking. My mind was saying "yes I'm sure". My mouth said nothing.

"Shut up" I manages to whisper. He chuckled behind me and went back to his snacks.

Stupid boy with his sweet lips. Curse him.

I went back to the pasta and stirred it rather quickly. I was still shaken up from Sam's staunt.

After a while the pasta was ready. I put the pasta on two plates. I added a little finishing sause because I was feeling a little fancy.

I walked over to my dining room and placed the plates in front of two chairs. Sam was eating a Twinkie until he saw the food in front of him.

He threw the Twinkie across the table and picked up the fork that was in front of him.

Not even 5 minutes passed Sam was rubbing his stomach. He already ate the mountain of pasta I already gave him.

I knew that Sam had a game today so I gave him extra pasta. I thought that would help him and his stamina. Boy was wrong.

He stood up and walked over to where I was sitting. He kissed my forehead and said "that was delicious princess".

I nodded my head and looked down. I was about to take a bite out of my pasta but there wasn't anything in front of me.

I could have sworn I saw the pasta in front of me 2 seconds ago.

I looked across from me and I saw Sam eating away at my pasta.

I was about to get my pasta but there was about 5 little pieces of maccorini  left. I crossed my arms and just looked at the hungry boy in front of me.

He finally stopped to breathe when there was only 1 left.

He looked up at me and asked "you want some?"

Really. He only had one little piece of maccorini left.

I walked over to him and picked up the piece of maccorini. I crushed it in between my hands and dropped it back on Sam's plate.

He looked at me like he was about to cry.

"Why did you do that?"

"It was my pasta anyways."

He pouted and looked down at the little piece of pasta. I picked up the plate and took it to the kitchen.

After I was done washing the plates I went into the living and I saw Sam watching tv. I checked the time and I noticed he only had 30 minutes until his game started.

"Sam you have 30 minutes until your game".

"No I dont, I have.. 30 MINUTES!!!" He grabbed my hands and dragged me upstairs to my room.

He flopped on my bed and I took a second for me to breathe.

These athletes treat everything like the Olympics.

Once I caught my breathe I walked over to my drawer and took the baby oil.

Sam turned on his stomach and I sat on his back. I dropped oil on his back and shoulders and spread it with my hands.

I started to run my hands softly on his back trying to find any knots or tense spots. Once I found one I slides my hands down both ends of his spine, massaging his lower back and butt.

His butt looked soft so I massaged it too. When I massaged his butt it bounced up with every rub. I heard him snicker as I played with his butt.

I didn't have to massage his butt. It was just for the fun of it.

After 10 minutes I got off of Sam and whipped my hands on my shorts.

He got up from my bed and streched. He dug through his pocket and took out a pile of money.

He walked over to me and took my hand. In a blank of an eye the large amount of money ended up in my oily palms.

I looked up at Sam with a look of confusion.

"It's for the massage"

I took the money and stuffed it back in Sam's pockets. I told him I didn't want his money. I told him I was going to do it for free.

He took out a 100 dollar bill and put it in my pockets.

"Sam I don't want your money" I said as I put the money back in his pocket.

We went back and forth for about t minutes until Sam finally gave up.

"Fine I won't pay you" he said as he put his money away. I looked at th e clock on my wall and gasped.

Sam followed my eyes and saw that the game starts in 15 minutes. He went inside of my closet and took out his football uniform he had bring here.

"Wear something black and yellow, your coming to the game with me. This is your fist adventure!!" He shouted at me from inside of my closet.

I groaned and flopped on my bed. I dont like social gatherings. I just stand on the side lines, doing mothing.

You could say I'm socially awkward.

Sam ran across my room and into the bathroom. I guess I gotta wait for him to finish in there so I can get dressed.

I walked into my closet and glanced at my options. Sam said black and yellow. Black is easy for me. Yellow is another story.

After a couple minutes I finally found a outfit. I found my denim blue ripped means with my black and yellow tweety bird shirt. I paired that with my black and gold foams.

I just changed in the closet because Sam was taking way to long. I put on my clothes and shoes in about 2 minutes tops.

I dug through one of my shoe box looking for my final touch.

I finally found my gold coco channel belly ring in my air forces box about 2 minutes later.

I put the ring in the hole and examined myself. I don't look that bad.

I closed the lights and walked out of my closet. Sam must have heard the door close because he looked up.

His phone fell out of his hands and his eyes roamed my body. He seemed to be in a trance.

I snapped my and Sam shook his head like a wet dog. I saw him twitch with anger as he examined my whole outfit.

He got up from my bed and walked in front of me. He looked at me from head to toe and shook his head no.

"Go Change now princess" he said sternly.

"Why? There is nothing wrong with what I'm wearing" I fired back.

He stepped back and took a picture of me. He showed me the picture and pointed out everything wrong with my outfit.

"The shirt is too short. Your pants shows too much skin. Your belly piercing shows too. Your butt looks too big in those jeans."

He zoomed in as he told me what I had to go change which was basically everything but my shoes.

"Its too late. You have 10 minutes until your game starts" I said as with a  smirked.

I knew he didn't want to miss his game just so I can change my clothes.

1 point for diamond.

0 points for Sam.

"Ok fine. Don't let any boys touch you, talk to you, or even look at you. If they do say that your daddy's jersey number is 24."

I thought he was playing but he was dead serious. When I saw he wasn't playing I caved and said ok.

He kissed my forehead and the top of my head. I took my keys and phone and walked down the stairs.

I locked my front door and walked to Sam's car. He held open the door for me. I said thank you and took my seat. He walked over to his side and sat down too.

We arrived right on time. Right when they called for the players Sam and I showed up. He kissed my head and said goodbye before he left.

Half way on the field Sam shouted "Ruby's here!"

I looked around the stand and spotted her. She had on a black croptop with black shorts and a yellow jersey jacket. She also had on black,yellow, and grey Jordan retros.

She looked cute. I didn't even know she had a belly piercing.

I guess we're twinning.

I walked over to where she was and tapped on her shoulder. She turned around a little scared. When she saw it was me she smiled and pulled me into a big hug.

"Why are you here?"

I yelled over the screaming fans. It took her a while to register what I said.

"Noah brought me here. He's playing, number 23."

I followed her mouth movement and nodded my head once I understood what she said.

I looked down at Ruby's outfit and I couldn't help but wonder.

Did Noah see her?

When it comes to Ruby and I, Noah and Sam don't play.

"Ruby did you sneak out wearing that?"

"No, Noah drove me here."

She said calmly. Are we talking about the same Noah here?

"Are you sure he drove you here and not his twin?"

"I made sure I waited last minute then I rushed out the door before he could see me."

I nodded my head in understanding. That's the only way we can get away with wearing these types of clothes.

The game was about to start so we settled down. The principle took the Mic and announced that it's time to sing the national anthem.

"Will Diamond Ryder please come up to sing the national anthem".

Diamond who now?

I didn't sign up for this.

I looked around me and everyone was staring at me. I looked at Sam on the field and he was smirking at me.

Oh I'm gonna kill him.