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Sammy wiggled his eyebrows at me and I think I blushed a little. “Yeah, I see you've heard about me.” I chuckled, giving him my hand to shake. Sammy nodded with a chuckle. “Yeah, she told me a lot about you. I must admit, you made quite the impression on my friend. I'm Sammy, by the way.” “I've heard a little about you as well. It's nice to meet you. She said that you were sick at the premiere, do you feel better?” I asked, still stealing some glances at the door, waiting for my mate.

He’d also helped Sammy train her. Celine had found that fighting with a bo-staff was her thing. Sammy is a warrior and would have fought to get her free if it had been necessary. Sammy has hazel eyes and straight black hair in a sharp bob. She’s tall at six-foot, thin and muscular and has thin lips and a round nose. She’d led Celine’s training until Celine had matched her skill level, then Nate had helped her to find creative ways to improve.

Tommy 6’2” 19 Black Hair - medium length Grey eyes 190lbs Muscles (The quiet triplet, oldest triplet) Travis (Trav) 6’3” 19 Dirty blonde hair Bluish green eyes 210 lbs Very muscular Covered in tattoos (The athletic triplet) Samara (Sam or Sami) 5’6” 19 Dirty blonde hair Bright blue eyes 130 lbs Very fit with curves Covered in tattoos (The badass fighting triplet, youngest triplet) Maya 5’6” 19 Grey eyes

The guys nod and then we're all on our way to the jet. "I've never been in an airplane at all," I tell Sammy sitting beside me as we're reaching the jet. "Me neither," she responds, surprising me a lot. I look at her in complete disbelief. For this trip, her brown hair is in long braids that are really close to her scull and have some cool colorful charms at the tips. She said that's the black-girl special hair for the beach and it looks super cool, "Really, I've only ever been on road trips. I planned a trip last year but then it got cancelled at the last minute and I never felt the need to travel again. I'm super excited, though."

“Come on, Daddy, come meet the kitty!” “Do you want to know his name?” I ask the girls. “It’s a boy kitty!” The youngest claps her hands together with immense enthusiasm. “Good boy!” “We love your cat! What’s his name?” The eldest says. What on earth are their names? Derek didn’t mention them, right? Did I miss it? “His name is Sammy,” I introduce. “Can you guys tell me your names?” The oldest points to herself. “I’m Bea, and I’m seven. She’s Tris, she’s four,” she introduces. To my surprise, she holds out her hand and asks, “What was your name?”

Samantha said. “What’s up with all the nicknames?” “Yeah, I figured you didn’t hear many growing up. So I have decided to use them now. And if you don’t like them I’ll keep using Arsa. I’ll convince Troy to make t-shirts with the name printed on it and I will make him wear it.” Samantha laughed. “How?” I said joining her, laughing at the thought of Troy in a big Arsa shirt. “Orlando’s my mate and he’s been without one for long. I will have him wrapped around my finger. Well, paw. And Orlando can convince Troy. I’m sure. I saved you, so he owes me.”

A subtle smirk slowly crept onto his lips. "Why do you look so scared, Ms. Samuels?" He cut off the silence between them. Honey immediately shot her head up. Shock would be an understatement for her as she resisted the urge to double-check. 'He knows her name? Travis Scott? America’s richest man just happens to know her name. What the hell?? Amused by her reaction, Travis couldn't stop smiling. Honey, on the other hand, instantly melted like a puddle of wax. His charming smile took her breath away.

“She’s pretty, man. I’m Tristan.” He stretches his hand and I take it. “Loa,” I reply quietly. “Nice name.” He winks and Samuel pulls me closer to him. “Stop flirting with her.” He merely growls and Tristan chuckles, not at all threatened by Samuel’s behavior. I then recognized him as one of the boys in their group. “Are you staying?” He asks. “No, just grabbing some food.”

And that was Sam Charles. Her blonde hair was just as bright as her name. From what she's told us, the name stemmed from the fact that her parents met in summer, married in summer, and she was also born in summer. So, since those three life changing experiences happened in summer, they named her Sam. Although, I still do not get why they did not just name her Summer. But again, at the time, her parents might not have known it, but the name actually helped in the rhyme scheme of her nickname - Horny Sam.

She is saying something; I am not paying attention to her. "What did you say?" I asked her. "I said Hey! I am Samantha Jefferson! But people can call me Sammy! Oh my God! Sammy." Wow, I thought. "Sammy! It's me, Sherry Stephens! She looked at me weird, like I am crazy. You know, Sherry and Cherry, the twins.