I'm writing a story, and this is just a short part of it. Please keep in mind that it is a rough draft, and it has some mistakes. Here it is:

Why had I not noticed? I looked into his eyes. They were such beautiful,honey-colored eyes. But in this light (was it the light?), they looked darker, more smoldering.
But why had I not noticed? The way he looked at me, blushing, biting his lower lip. From where I stood, I could almost hear his quickening heartbeat. I rested my cheek on his chest, listening. His heart was going wild, which made my heart go wild, until we were both blushing, feeling the heat of each other. We were barely swaying to the music.
Once the song was over, Sam and I looked at each other for a few moments, smiling and red-cheeked.
Enzo made his way toward me and asked me to dance.I was a bit annoyed, but I accepted, because I was still a bit dizzy and confused from my last dance.Sam smiled tightly and said he was tired and going to go read in silence. I knew he was going to his secret spot at the lake behind the house.As Enzo and I danced, he would stare at me with unblinking eyes. It made me uncomfortable. I looked up at his flat dark eyes, so very different from Sam's, and he smiled at me as if I was some kind of forbidden thing. That's the only way I could describe it. As if he wanted to take a bite out of me. It was unbearable. I broke away from his penatrating gaze.I counted the seconds until the song was over. Finally it was.
"Want to walk with me?" he said in a strange whiney tone. His voice really bothered me.
"Sure," I said, even though I didn't really want to go anywhere with him. We walked outside and made our way away from the house and the party. The air was much cooler out there, and it cleared my head. I took a deep breath. Enzo steered me to a hill far from the house. I noticed that it was the same hill that I saw through the window of my room, the hill with the willow tree on top of it. I thought of Sam. I wondered if he could see the stars from where he was. The fact that I was with Enzo didn't make the night less lovely. It was dark where we were, and the stars were shining beautifully. I hoped he wouldn't ruin the night by talking.
"It's a beautiful night," he said in what I guessed was a "sexy" voice for him. I sighed and nodded. We kept walking and made it up the hill in a minute. Enzo sat down under the willow and motioned me to sit with him. I was starting to feel uncomfortable with him, and I was tired, but I didn't want to hurt Enzo's feelings. I sat next to him. He sighed really dramatic and loud, it took a lot of self-control not to roll my eyes. So I just smiled politely at him. He smiled back at me seductively. I was beginning to wish I hadn't taken this walk with Enzo. Looking back to the house, I realized how far we had come. I did a mental calculation of how far I could run before Enzo caught up to me. The odds were against me. He was really tall, with much longer legs than me. When I looked back at Enzo, he smirked and licked his lips. My heart started pounding. I swallowed.
"Enzo?" My voice came out in a squeak. He lunged at me, gripping my shoulders and pinning me down. He kissed me roughly.
I flushed angrily as he stradled me. He was hurting me, grabbing my face and kissing me, forcing his tongue inside my mouth. I was twisting and punching him as much as I could while in the akward position I was in. The more I struggled, the harder he held me down. When he released my face to grab and control my arms, I screamed as loud as I could. After yelling my lungs out for a full three minutes, I realized that the house was too far and the music was too loud for anyone to hear. My heart sank. I started to cry. It was a matter of time when Enzo tried to go further than just kissing me all over my face and neck.
All of a sudden, I felt Enzo getting pulled off me and hitting the willow. My vision was obscured by tears, but I could see a figure holding him up against the tree. Enzo cried out in pain. He was doubled over, as if he'd been punched in the stomach.
"DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH RACHEL AGAIN!" I realized it was Sam. Enzo squealed and ran as if Sam had been right behind him with a white-hot poker. I would have laughed if I wasn't so scared.
"Sam?" My voice was only a whisper.
"Rachel, are you ok? Did he hurt you?" He crouched down close to me. A tear rolled down my cheek.
"I'm ok. I'm just really releived that you came. I thought no one would hear me." Another tear fell.
"Don't cry Rachel. I'm here." I was so glad that he was.
I hugged him, and he hugged me back. We stayed like that for a long time. Even after what Enzo had done, I felt good to be in his arms.
"Let's go back to the house," said Sam. "I bet you're tired." He tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear. Sam smiled. I could see the shine in his eyes.
"I am tired," I said. It must have been past midnight. "But I don't want to pass through the party." Stupid costume party. I felt dumb in my Minnie Mouse costume.
"We can go through the back door." said Sam. I nodded, and Sam helped me up. We were walking down the hill when I remembered I had been wearing red lipstick. Even if Indra said it wouldn't wear off for the whole party, it must have spread all over my face.
"Do I have lipstick all over my face?" I asked Sam. He smiled.
"No, I was just noticing that. Your lipstick is still perfect." Wow. Indra had been right. I smiled.
We finally made it to the house. The party was still going on. Sam led me to the back door,and we snuck in quietly.
The music was really loud inside. I was really tired. It must have been at least two in the morning, yet there were still people
dancing. Sam stifled a yawn. At least I wasn't the only one who was tired.
Sam and I got to my room. I took off my shoes lazily and poured myself into bed, still in costume. Sam yawned heavily.
He was wearing his Phantom mask.
"Stay with me," I said. I motioned for him to get on the bed. Sam smiled and
lay next to me. I smiled and closed my eyes. I could feel the heat coming off his body.
After a few minutes, Sam started to snore softly. I smiled and opened my eyes. His
full lips were partially opened. I put my face closer to his. I could see tiny freckles on
his nose. I raised myself to a sitting position. I reached behind Sams head and took of his
mask. His hair was still gelled back. He looked cute sleeping. I put my face close to his
neck. He smelled really good. I lay back down, smiling. Sam didn't even stir.
He was a heavy sleeper. I put my body closer to his and went back to sleep.
I opened my eyes. I looked over at the clock and saw that it was seven-thirty one in
the morning. My brain was foggy. I couldn't remember what happened yesterday. I rolled over
and saw Sam, still sleeping. My memory returned. I remembered that Enzo had been kissing me.
I remembered Sam saving me.
He had stayed the whole night. I was filled with joy. I smiled and stroked his
cheek very gently. Sam stirred and opened his eyes. He smiled at me. Then he looked concerned.
"Are you okay?" He had a beautiful sleep-filled voice. I smiled again.
"I'm fine. I can't beleive you stayed the whole night." Sam sat up and cleared his throat.
"You were really distraught, Rachel, I wasn't going to leave you here all alone." His eyes glittered. I wrapped my arms around him. He hugged me back. I caught scent of him again, and it comforted me. I felt happy here, wrapped in his tight embrace. I never wanted to let go.