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Chapter 1: Problems

The orange rays from the sun bounced off the back of the black laptop held by the boy quickly typing on it. He was too immersed in what he was doing to notice the blonde blue-eyed girl next to him, for if he did he would have took time to appreciate the way the light caught her hair and made it seem like a halo; he also would have stopped her from roaming inside his bedside drawer and taking the money hidden in his socks. The two teens were chilling inside of Freddie's room as usual with the window up letting a cool breeze flow through the room driving some of the heat out.

Over the past year Sam Puckett and Freddie Benson had grown pretty close, they hung out a lot without Carly, they were able to stay in a room together without killing each other, even though they still fought, and they even played pranks on people together.

The reason for this sudden closeness had resulted from Sam's last relationship. Her boyfriend of 5 months, the longest she was ever able to keep one, had been discovered at the movies kissing on another girl, by Carly and Sam, when he was supposed to be at his uncle's funeral; his reason for not being able to take her that night.

Now this would regularly set the blonde headed demon off causing her to beat the boy and the girl to a pulp right then and there, but Sam was too much in shock to do anything. They had been together for so long that Sam was finally thinking she had found true love and maybe, just maybe, she wouldn't end up like her mother with a new boyfriend every week, this discovery shattered that belief.

For a week Sam wouldn't speak to anyone, skipping school and turning her phone off; she completely isolated herself. Freddie was pissed to say the less, he had never known Sam to be hurt by something so badly and the way she was acting was making him scared. Halfway through Sam's little depression period he saw Sam's ex laughing and walking down the hallway with his arm wrapped around the chick from the movies, in a fit of rage he dropped his book bag and punched him in the jaw effectively breaking it and knocking him out, yah Fredhead had been hitting the gym.

When Sam finally decided to show her face again Carly told her everything and just like that Sam seemed fine. She never thanked Freddie or brought it up but she stopped being so mean to him and they had grown a strong bond.

The blonde smirked at the obvious hiding place and stashed the money into her pocket before laying back down and sighing loudly finally catching the boys attention. "What's wrong," he asked.

She looked at the brown headed kid sitting next to her and exclaimed, "You're a boring dork that's what." He frowned slightly at her before turning his head and getting back to work. "Why do you have to do that stupid chizz now it's not due for another week and your already ahead, you stupid nub," she said.

"Sam you're not going to get me to stop so you might as well quite now."

Growling Sam said, "Look here Benson I don't have time to waste my life hanging with a nerd who does nothing but work."

The boy grinned softly and replied, "Yet here you are."

Shooting him a glare she whispered, "I wouldn't be here if some people weren't so self-absorbed."

"Sam you can't get mad because Carly wanted to spend time with her boyfriend."

"Ya, unless you haven't noticed that's all she does lately! She barely even hangs out with us anymore, hell I'm surprised we still do the show!"

Two month ago Carly had gotten a new boyfriend, Jake, and ever since he had come into the picture she and her friends had stopped hanging out a lot, apparently he was "the one."

"Of course I noticed but I understand to," Freddie stated.

With a snort Sam cried, "Oh of course you do with your new found relationship understanding prowess, I guess Jazmine has trained you well."

"Hey, we still hang out don't we so don't go there."

"Tsk whatever." Sam let her head roll on the pillow facing the window watching the setting sun and the amazing spectrum of oranges and pinks it made in the sky. "I don't see why you're with that skunk bag anyway."

"She is not a skunk bag! She is a respectable, cute, and intelligent young woman."

"Yah, who happens to be a skunk bag," Sam said laughing, "Seriously though she's always trying to boss you around and last time I checked that was my job."

"Nobody bosses me around but me."

"Keep telling yourself that Freddiecation."

Suddenly a buzzing filled the room; Freddie picked up his phone, rolled his eyes, and answered it. "Wuzup bay." Sam burst out laughing at his attempt to be suave. He shot her a mean look before lying back on his headboard listening to his complaining girlfriend. "No….I told you I had home-….you know my mom won't let you come into my room alone…..she's my friend that's why, we would nev-…look just calm down…why do you always…..hello…hello?" He growled closing the phone.

"See what I mean."

"Hush it Puckett."

"I'm just saying," she grinned jumping out of the bed and going to lean out of the window. "At least come look at this and relax a little before your head explodes." Freddie smiled at Sam's laid back attitude and got up leaning out of the window with her. He could smell her next to him, he wasn't sure how to explain her smell he just knew it was unique. Heat flooded his body as he glanced at the girl pressed against him.

For the past week Freddie and his girlfriend had been having major problems together due to the person right there. She seemed to think him and Sam had a thing going on, he snorted at the thought. You'd think she would be suspicious of Carly and him but no she preferred to accuse Sam.

He wasn't sure of what he felt for Sam, he just knew he cared for her greatly, maybe he did like her but he was already with someone, and being the gentleman that his mom had raised he would never cheat on a girl.

"I know I look good but geez take a picture or something." Freddie started; he hadn't realized he was staring.

He collected himself before replaying, "I'm around you so much there's no need to."

"And that's your problem now," Sam said, "You're going to destroy you're little fling with that chick if you keep hanging around me, I'm a bad influence," she beamed at him.

"Like I didn't notice."

Sam locked eyes with asking, "So why are we here if I'm such a threat to your precious girlfriend?"

Freddie kept their eyes together saying, "She doesn't choose my friends and who I hang out with."

"Friends huh?" He couldn't look away; her blue eyes had snared him making him feel as if he was flying inside of them. The next thing he knew they were an inch apart, he closed his eyes anticipating what was going to happen as his brained screamed at him to stop but he couldn't. His lips meet air as locks of blonde her whipped past his face. "Come on Freddelupe we're going to the GS and I don't want to hear chizz about that paper."

He smiled softly wondering how she was always able to do that to him. "Ya ya whatever I'm not paying for you this time!" Her only answer was a laugh as she flung open his door and walked out, his money safely in her pocket.