Abused Mate | ✔

Hands Free

*-*-*-*-*Sam*-*-*-*-*

I grabbed my food and stood looking around, not knowing what to do.

I was confused as to where I should go.

Outside to my usual place or sit with her?

"Hey come sit with us." Meredith came over, an open smile on her face.

I smiled and followed her as we sat in a table by the far window.

Chelsea was there with a few of her friends, and a couple of football and Soccer players including John.

Meredith held a chair out to me and I sat down, looking down at my plate.

"Sam, I believe you know Chelsea and John. This is Michael my Ma...boyfriend, and his brother Dustin and his girlfriend Ally. " I smiled at Meredith's boyfriend.

He was built, with blonde hair and brown eyes, wearing a football Jersey. His brother looked alike and his girlfriend was a red head with bright green eyes.

"Hey " they said.

John gave me a nod and Chelsea ignored me.

"And these are Brittany, Haley, and Holt. "

I'm sure I wouldn't memorized all the names but I still smiled at them.

"Are you in any sports?" Ally asked out no where .

She smiled and I didn't detect any resentment off of her.

"No." I smiled sheepishly.

"Well Cheerleading tryouts are soon, Why don't you try?"

I blinked at her surprised.

Me? Cheerleading? No way!

"Ha, that'll be a funny sight." Chelsea snickered.

"Stop being a bitch, Chels. " Meredith scowled.

I was surprised she was defending me.

"Are you scared she could take your place as Captain? " Ally added.

What was happening? They were taking my side against Chelsea.

Chelsea gave them a dirty look before flipping her hair and turning back to her friends.

Meredith looked up suddenly and smiled.

"Hey Don, Chris , sit down."

My back stiffened, as I felt His presence behind me.

"Hi everyone, Sam." Don nodded sitting next to me.

"Hey Don." I smiled then looked down at my tray.

I heard another chair scrape back then Chris sat down across from me.

Why wasn't he sitting next to his girlfriend? I wondered then mentally shook my head.

Not my problem.

"But forreal Sam try out it'll look great on your transcripts. " Meredith continued.

I picked at my fruit with my fork, and shrugged.

What can I say? I'm not a really athletic person.

"Try out for what?" Don asked, nudging his shoulder against mine.