"I'm not doing it." Sam growled. No way. Not in this lifetime. Or the next. Or the one after that. And so forth.

"You don't have a choice." Whoever this lady was, she was sure getting ticked off. It could have been anybody! ANYBODY! But just her luck it had to be a gothic, stubborn teeange girl! And better yet, she'd had to show up on the moodiest week of the month!

"I do so have a choice and I say I'm not doing it."

"You can do it and be gothic at the same time."

"You'd want a gothic . . ." Sam forced herself to say it. "Cupid?" There, she'd set it. This creepy lady had forced her way into Sam's house and told Sam that she got to be cupid.

"Whatever, just be cupid."

Sam gave in. Just because she said she would didn't mean that she'd do it all the time.

"You do realize this requires your attention 24/7, right?"

"Fine. Whatever." Sam took the love bows.

Her cupid? What damage could she do?

It's just the prolouge, if people want me to, I will continue. Phantom Planet did not happen! I don't own it. R&R.

~DI4MGZ~