this is a Chapter of this story i wrote LONG time ago for a story i never told you about.

Chappie ten

“What the heck?” Sam whispers loudly to Charlie. They are both watching Gabby, who is tapping each barstool. I am caught mid-bite, staring at her. I quickly snap back to the table, and continue eating my spam Musubi. Linea sets her head in her hands.
“I wish Sam would just lay off.” She hisses, glancing at the Musubi in disgust. I look back at Gabby again, who is still lightly tapping each delicate finger on the tip of each metallic red stool about ten times.
“God, she’s a weirdo!” Sam smirks. “Does she have to do that?” After those words escape from Sam’s lips, everything happens in a flash. Linea jumps up and shoves Sam against the wall, eyes angry. She socks him in the cheek with one hand, with a blur of purple from her nail polish. My mouth trembles. Dad grabs Linea and pulls her back from the astounded and bleeding Sam. Gabby didn’t notice Sam talking earlier, but she sees this, of course--and so do the other people sitting in Tiffany’s.
“Linea! What the heck was that?” Gabby screams. Sam cusses a few times and raises an eyebrow. He is bleeding, but he isn’t that hurt—Thank God. Charlie scurries me over to a corner, jaw dropped.
“What is with your friend?” He snaps quite softly, clutching my forearms.
“I-I-I dunno!” My words slam into each other, melted together. Linea pounds up the stairs, and I follow. Gabby hesitates. She knows that she has only known us for about six weeks, but she clamber behind me anyway, staring at me: confused. I’m confused too.
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*if you like it i might start from the beginning!