Braided Confrontation

Samantha was late. She haphazardly ran a brush through her hair, threw on some quick eyeliner, slipped into some flip flops and was out the door. She jumped in her car, relieved when she saw the clock on her dashboard telling her the real time, not the time set ten minutes early on the microwave in the kitchen. She laughed. She knew herself too well.

Derek was back at home. His spring break was a week earlier than everyone elses, so essentially, everyone he knew would be at school. That was fine by him, which was why he was now sitting on a bench in front of his old high school. He missed being at this school, missed being in this state. Missed Samantha, if he was being honest with himself. Speaking of which. . .

Samantha pulled into the school parking lot, ten minutes before the bell. She'd even had time to grab a cup of coffee for breakfast. Her cellphone vibrated in her pocket. She pulled it out and smiled at the caller ID.
"Good morning, gorgeous," Nathan said, when she answer. Samantha smiled.
"Good morning. How are you?"
"Early, surprisingly," Nathan replied with a chuckle. "I have a present for you. Meet me in front of the Science Building."
Samantha heard him hang up. She put the phone back in her pocket, wondering what on earth was going on.

Derek was trying to remain nonchalant as his ex-girlfriend, Samantha, walked towards him. What on Earth? She didn't have first period in the Science building. . . Derek jumped as someone came up beside him. He was tall, with brown hair and blue eyes.
"Hey, sorry, man. Didn't mean to scare you."
"No problem," Derek replied, turning back towards Samantha. She was approaching fast now, a smile on her face.
Oh, shit. Derek thought. That's her new boyfriend. . . Nathan waved as Samantha approached. She waved back, still smiling, when her eyes suddenly landed on Derek. She stopped dead in her tracks. No more smile. . .