> "You didn't embarrass me." Reese told her frankly "You embarrassed
> yourself."
>
> She hopped onto the hood of the car next to her "And I hate to tell you
this
> but you know I don't sensor what I say to you anyway so here goes.  You
> haven't tried getting along with her at all.  They were both talking and
you
> were practically grinding your teeth together."
>
> Reese tilted her head to the side and smirked "I swear I could practically
> hear you asking Julia if she were a saint or something or if Ingrid and
she
> were wearing the others' outfits."
>
> "Sam..... she wasn't bragging and she can't help that you don't like her
> because you want Derek."
>
Sam:
"Well, I can't help that she doesn't like me either.  And I can't help that
I'm not perfect," she added irritably.  "Trust me Reese I have been trying,
I backed off...and you have no idea how much control it's taken to keep my
mouth shut.  I have been trying......I even kept to just talking to the
little girl, but obviously that was a stupid plan too.  All I suceed in
doing was ticking "her" off."

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