Chapter 9

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"What did I do?" ~Erik Sam: "Last Friday Night, Yeah, we danced on table tops; And we took too many shots, Think we kissed but I forgot; Last Friday Night!" Yeah, that was my caller tune. No, I am still a directioner and I always will be. But I really liked this song, so I set this as my ringer, for the moment. I quickly grabbed my phone and checked the caller ID. It was Erik. Believe it or not, he has been calling my phone (ever since I chickened out of the party) at least 33 times a day, but as I said. I have been ignoring him. So, again I clicked the red end button. Erik has not only been calling me but also flooding my inbox with messages, most of them were like: 1. Sorry! 2. Please forgive me. 3. What have I done though? 4. Please call me. 5. Sammy? 6. Wakey Wakey...

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