Samantha: well? Do you wanna be friends? -thinks: friends now, he’ll ditch me later.-

Samantha: -smiles warmly-

Samantha: -thinks: don’t choose someone who doesn’t really love you, I’m tired of fake love-

Samantha: -thinks: he doesn’t love me. He doesn’t love anyone. Don’t make the same mistake with him.-

Samantha: -thinks: he might just not wanna shake my hand, because it robotic, or maybe I’m weird-

Samantha: -she stares jake in the eyes, searching for something-

Samantha: -drops her hand and she thought desperately of something to say- wanna be friends?

Samantha: -her robotic hand was still out- I’m Samantha, you must be jake

Samantha: -she struggled to controls her anger-

Samantha: -bites her lip, showing her sharp teeth and pokes him-

Samantha: -she set down the boom and stood up, head high, and walked over to jake and held out her robotic hand for him to shake- I’m Samantha, Samantha Stevens,

Samantha: -she was afraid to make a mess and so she just sat there quietly, turning a page to her book-

Samantha: -she heard those words and she became angry, not the normal anger, but a deep hatred, buried deep down inside, hatred for everyone and everything-

Samantha: -she heard those words and she became angry, not the normal anger, but a deep hatred, buried deep down inside, hatred for everyone and everything-

Samantha: -she heard those words and she became angry, not the normal anger, but a deep hatred, buried deep down inside, hatred for everyone and everything-

Samantha: -thinks as she pretends to read her book: he will never love me, he acts like he will never love me or anyone-

Samantha: -realized that there was still blood on her robotic teeth and she quickly licked it away,-

Samantha: -she buries herself in a book-

Samantha: s-sorry, back. -she enters where she originally was before he killing streak-

Šæmãntha: that was fun -she wipes off the blood and returns to normal and walks back-