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Sam sat with Dave, Lee, and Carter after practice. He was on his second rolling rock, a futile attempt in cooling down on the grueling night. Carter was angry with him for refusing to let Bobby watch them practice and all the gin Carter was drinking wasn’t helping his mood. Sam didn’t care though; the scamp would be no where him when we was

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Izzy was so bummed by the time her advisory meeting was over that she went home and crawled in bed, skipping supper all together. When she woke up she realized Sam should be finishing practice soon and hopefully he'd stop by for a beer or maybe a bite to eat.

She grabbed her cell and called him to see if he was around.

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Sam was so angry and distracted that he didn't look at the caller ID before he answered. "Hey?" he said abruptly into the reciever.

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Izzy hesitated for a second before speaking. "Wow, who peed in your cornflakes, Sam? You sound royally pissed."

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"Hey Iz," Sam said, happy to hear from his friend. "Carter and I got into it again, sorry about that. What's going on?"

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"What's Carter's damage tonight?" Iz asked. There was something about Carter that had never sat right with her. He was extremely pushy and aggressive and his sulky little boytoy was worse.

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"We didn't feel like having Bobby at practice and he got moody. Nothing new," Sam said, deciding not to mention the rest of the argument. He figured Izzy didn't want to know about Carter's demeanor when he was drunk.

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"You know, I know Carter's your friend, but, Sam...I don't like the way he treats people. He's a complete downer and Bobby is a little putz." Iz swallowed. "I'm sorry, Sam, I just don't like either of them. I love Lee and Dave, but Carter and Bobby are like...biting on tinfoil."

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"That's nicer than I would have put it," Sam said. "It used to be hard to be mad at him, I mean he got me in the band in the first place and he's a great guitarist, but lately especially with Bobby, he's just unpleasant."

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"He's so negative, being around him is hard. So I know the fight had to be about more than Bobby. He said something about me, didn't he?" It would be the first jab at her, just the first Sam knew about.

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Sam sighed before speaking. "Yeah. I told them I was moving in with you. Lee and Dave were happy but Car was convinced you had some scheme to get me to bed with you. I said only if I'd had a bad dream."

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"Yeah well tell the asshole...never mind, there's nothing I want to say to him. Although he'd probably drop his teeth if he knew I was a virgin, that is if he believed it." Izzy took a deep breath and willed herself to calm down.

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"Yeah well. I've slept with the guy kind of a lot, he should know I go for guys by now. I like that you come to our shows, I don't care what he thinks," Sam said trying to convince himself as much as Izzy. He was angry at Carter but he wasn't ready to fully dismiss him.

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"Hey I love coming to hear you guys play, besides the music, the girls trying to catch your attention are funny. Just wait, one of these days they'll be throwing their panties at you." Izzy joked, trying to give them both a chance to calm down, Carter wasn't worth stressing over.

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Sam laughed at her comment. She was good at making him laugh. "Yeah, you should the bimbos who follow us around sometimes. So hey what are you doing tonight?"

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"I was going to sit and drink the rest of my bottle of vodka and be bummed. The meeting with my thesis advisory committee did not go well. I aswear Dr, Jamison has it in for me." Izzy sighed and then grinned. "So what am I doing instead of sulking?"

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"You work too hard, Iz," Sam said laughing. "Want me to meet me back at my place and help me back? It will be buckets of fun. We can order some dinner too."