You've got to be kidding....
Elizabeth thinks Sam is her new boyfriend...so why is he completely ignoring her?
Neil can't believe his best bud, Jessica, would betray him...but he catches her in the act.
Is that ex-serious, ex-studious Nina coming home from a date at seven a.m....again?
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I'm not in my own bed, Elizabeth Wakefield realized dimly the moment she opened her eyes.
The scratchy sheet, thin, plaid comforter, and hard-as-a-rock pillow were nothing like the soft, pretty bedding in her attic room. The lumpy mattress sagged in the middle, unlike her firm Sealy. And the faint smell of T-shirts that needed to be washed was very different from the scented potpourri Elizabeth kept on her bedside table.
No, she thought, bolting upright in the narrow bed. I definitely didn't sleep in my room last night. She glanced down at herself; she was fully dressed in a tank top and sweats.
The door suddenly flew open. "Listen, Sam, I'm so pissed at--"
The angry voice of her twin sister, Jessica, stopped midsentence. Jessica stared at Elizabeth, her mouth hanging open, her eyes narrowed.
"You're so pissed at Sam because..." Elizabeth prompted, hoping that Jessica was too half awake and in need of coffee to notice that Elizabeth had clearly just woken up in Sam Burgess's bed.
But from the looks of Jessica in a fitness bra, shorts, running shoes, ponytail, and sweatband, her sister was uncharacteristically wide awake at 8:30 A.M.--and about to go for a run.
"And you slept in Sam's bed because..." Jessica asked in the same prompting tone. "Omigod." Jessica looked behind her, then shut the door and rushed inside. She perched next to Elizabeth and grabbed her arm. "Did you and Sam--"
Elizabeth almost laughed. "Do you see him anywhere? It would be difficult to have sex with a guy who didn't come home last night. And Jess, trust me, if I ever lose my virginity, you'll be the second person to know."
That seemed to shut up her sister for the moment. Elizabeth took the time to stare out the window. Where is Sam? she wondered for the hundredth time since Thursday morning.
Elizabeth knew that Sam was avoiding her. He'd been avoiding her for days now, ever since they had kissed very unexpectedly on Wednesday night.
One kiss. One not-so-simple kiss had sent him packing and running.
Jessica let out an exaggerated breath. "Whew! I am majorly relieved. For a second there I thought my worst nightmare had come true: that you and Mr. Commitment-phobic actually hooked up and became a couple!"
Elizabeth gnawed at her lower lip. That was exactly what she wanted to happen. What she thought had happened on Wednesday night.
Jessica tightened her ponytail, then stood up and headed into the kitchen, which opened from Sam's room. Elizabeth heard the sounds of a cabinet opening and mugs clinking.
"So why did you sleep in his room?" Jessica called as she poured fresh-brewed coffee into two mugs.
Elizabeth peeled off the comforter, stood, and stretched her cramped muscles. She followed her sister into the kitchen. "I, uh, I wanted to talk to him about something important, so I was, um, waiting for him to come home." Elizabeth wasn't about to tell her sister that her biggest nightmare had sort of come true.
Jessica handed Elizabeth a mug of steaming, much needed coffee, then sat down on a stool at the table. "Liz, spill it. Now. Not the coffee-- what's going on with you and Sam?"
Elizabeth sat down at the table across from her sister. "There's stuff you don't know, okay?"
Jessica raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"
There was so much she hadn't told Jessica, Elizabeth realized. "Like the night that Finn threw me out of his apartment because I wouldn't sleep with him." As Finn Robinson's gorgeous face floated momentarily in Elizabeth's mind, she couldn't believe she'd once thought herself in love with the SVU med student. Or that she'd fallen for his lies. "Sam came and got me, and I was such a mess. Sam was totally there for me that night and the next few days. So, I'm sort of pro-Sam these days, Jess."
Jessica's expression softened. "Look, Liz, I know Finn hurt you bad--I wish I could undo everything that jerk put you through. But trust me, Sam isn't your friend, okay? I'm sure all he's been doing is gloating. He kept insisting Finn was slime, and he turned out to be right. Sam Burgess doesn't care about anyone but himself. You know it as well as I do. In fact, you know it better than anyone."
Elizabeth knew her sister was referring to what had happened between her and Sam last summer, when they'd met. She and Sam had hooked up briefly, but they'd split up as friends. Elizabeth had been hurt, but not heartbroken. What had been heartbreaking was the way he hadn't kept in touch at all after the summer. He'd ignored Elizabeth's letters, and she probably wouldn't have seen him again if he hadn't been looking for a place to live last September.
She'd accused him of being a bad friend; he'd accused her of having inane expectations. That, essentially, was the basis of every argument she and Sam had ever had. And they'd been having that argument for months now.
Elizabeth wrapped her hands around the hot mug and sighed. "I'm not an idiot, Jess; I saw a different side to Sam this past week. The side that I've always known was there, lurking under that I-don't-care-about anything surface."
Jessica regarded Elizabeth. "You're the smartest person I know. If you can give me one example of Sam acting like a decent human being, I'll believe you."
Elizabeth smiled. "He bought me a present right after the Finn fiasco. A blank journal book with a fuzzy red cover and a cute Bugs Bunny pencil. He put a little note on the journal that said: Thought you could use this. Don't you think that was amazingly sweet?"
Jessica pursed her lips. "Surprising is what it is. So you and Sam are bosom buddies now?"
Elizabeth blushed and couldn't help the little smile that tugged at her lips.
Jessica's blue-green eyes blazed. "Something happened, didn't it!"
"Okay, okay. The other night, Wednesday to be exact, I went down to his room to thank him for the journal, and I reached up to give him a little kiss on the cheek, but, um..." Elizabeth paused as the memory washed over her. She could still feel the imprint of his lips.... "He sort of moved his head to the side, and our lips kind of met, and, well--"
Jessica stared at her, her mouth hanging wide open.
"It was pretty intense," Eiizabeth continued, "and I think it took both of us by surprise."
Jessica raised a blond eyebrow. "Ah, now it makes sense. Now I know why Sam's pulled his disappearing act."
Elizabeth stared down at the table.
Jessica reached across to lightly touch Elizabeth's hand. "Look, I'm not trying to be Ms. Negative here. But Sam has proved himself unable to commit to anything: studying, paying his share of the rent and bills, buying groceries, cleaning up, not to mention relationships." She studied Elizabeth for a moment. "I saw him in his room Friday night--he was packing up some stuff. I told him you were worried about him, and he made some typical Sam comment about everyone being on his case all the time. He's a jerk, Liz. He's a total slacker."
"There's something good in him," Elizabeth insisted. "Something very good. He acts like a jerk, yes, but it's like a cover. When I needed someone, he was there. That's all I know. And I know it sounds stupid to make a big deal about one kiss, but it was a big deal. That's why Sam's avoiding me. Because it meant something to him too."
Jessica eyed Elizabeth. "Just promise me you'll be careful, okay? You just got your heart stomped on by that jerk Finn, and I don't want you to get hurt again." Jessica looked down at her watch and jumped up. "I have to meet Jason for our running date in five minutes and don't want to be a second late. We'll talk later, okay?"
Jason? Elizabeth thought distractedly as Jessica hurried out of the kitchen. Uh-oh. That was the guy their housemate Neil Martin was crazy about.
She hoped Jessica knew what she was doing.
I hope you know what you're doing, she berated herself. You're pining for a guy who can't deal with a kiss. Do you really think he's gonna be able to handle a relationship?
There was only one way to find out what was going on in the unreadable mind of Sam Burgess. Elizabeth had to find him.
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Book Description Sweet Valley, 2000. Mass Market Paperback. Book Condition: New. Bookseller Inventory # DADAX0553493094
Book Description Sweet Valley, 2000. Mass Market Paperback. Book Condition: New. Bookseller Inventory # P110553493094