Disclaimer: Only gonna say this once so pay attention: Sam & Cat does not belong to me.

A/N: I'm gonna explain something to you real quick. This is supposed to be a book that Sam writes (that kind of explains the weird summary) so the little part there under the line is kind of like Sam's author's note. I may have more of those in later chapters but I haven't gotten that far yet. Enjoy!

I would assume you're reading this because you want me to tell you what love is; that is the title after all. I will do that, but I'm going to do it in a way that's a little different from what you're probably expecting.

You see, the thing about love is, it's not the same for everyone. Some people can know in an instant, and with some people it takes a little longer to figure it out. So here's what I'm going to do: I'm going to tell you about how I fell in love. It wasn't easy (we'll get to that later) and it wasn't obvious. Well for me at least; it'll probably be obvious to you. But I did fall in love, and I'm here to tell you that falling in love was probably one of the best things to happen to me. It brought my sunshine.

I'm rambling. But the point of this I am going to tell you about love and hopefully by the end of this you'll have some idea about the matter.

So here we go...

Chapter 1: Caterina Valentine

History of Theatre. That was my last class of the day. Yep, Sam Puckett in a performing arts college. I wasn't there because I wanted to be a performer; I was there because I thought it would be easy. After my best friend, Carly, moved to Italy, all that was left in Seattle for me was my mom and Freddie, my ex boyfriend. That wasn't enough for me so I decided to leave. I was going to do it all myself but then my mom made a deal with me: she'd pay for wherever I wanted to go as long as I went to school and got a degree.

So there I was. Hollywood Performing Arts College. Or HPA if you're into that. I picked that college because I thought it'd be easy; I was good at lying, so I should be good at acting. Makes sense.

Anyway, I made my way to the class, and was surprised to find that I was one of the first few people in there. That was a first for me. The seating arrangement was set up like they are in movie theaters, except there were tables in front of the seats. I scanned the room and decided on a seat to the side and close to the back. I sat down and got out a notebook and a pen and began doodling idly.

I jumped a little when I heard the bang of a door shutting. I looked up and the class was mostly full and I could see a small man who looked to be about mid-forties walking to the center of the teacher stage thing. He turned his back to us and wrote his name on the blackboard, and then he turned back around.

"My name is Professor Black, but you can call me Professor B. because I think that sounds cooler." He said. That made the class laugh. Well most of the class, I didn't think it was all that funny. Then he went off talking about the syllabus for the class and I zoned out.

The sound of a pen hitting the ground brought me back to reality and I heard a faint gasp behind me. I looked down on the ground to my right and saw a pink pen on the ground. I bent over to pick up the pen and I turned back around to give it to whoever dropped it.

Wow.

She was wow. Well her hair was wow. I had never seen hair that color before; the only way to describe it was to say it looked like red velvet. I must have been staring too long because she gave me a pleading look and glanced down at the pen in my hand. I handed it to her and she mouthed a "thank you." I gave her a small smile and turned back around to face the front.

I sat there not paying attention to anything and doodling again. I had the urge to look behind me, so I did. The girl was taking notes about whatever the professor was saying. She must've felt my eyes on her because she looked up and our eyes met. She gave me a small smile and I turned around like I hadn't just been staring at her. It was the hair; that's why I was staring at her.

Whatever.

I don't even know how long I was in that class, but I noticed people around me standing up to leave so I assumed class was dismissed. I stood up and then made my way for the door. I got maybe ten steps away from it when I felt a hand on my arm. I whipped around, ready to defend myself, but it was just the redhead girl who sat behind me in class. I relaxed a little.

"Hey," she said.

"Hi." I said uncertainly. She tucked a strand of her hair behind her hair.

"I just wanted to say thanks," she explains. "For earlier."

"Oh yeah, no problem." I said. We stood there awkwardly for a minute and I started to move away when she touched my arm again.

"I'm Cat by the way. Caterina Valentine actually, but everyone calls me Cat. Like the animal, but I'm not an animal. Well not technically anyway. Wait, yes technically." She said.

"Sam," I said just to get her to stop talking. "Sam Puckett."

"Well it's nice to meet you." Cat said.

"Yeah," I said. "I'll see you around I guess." Again, I was just about to walk away when out of nowhere she jumped forward hugged me. I froze up with my arms at my side. Is this chick serious? I thought.

"Thanks again." She said though she still hadn't let go of me.

"Not a hugger," I said hoping she'd take the hint and let me go. "Not a hugger!" She giggled and finally let go; I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

"Bye!" She said before skipping off and leaving me staring blankly after her. I shook my head and made my way to my dorm.

My dorm. With my oh so lovely roommate. Elizabeth was her name. That was an annoying name in itself not to mention the girl it belonged to. She was under the illusion that we were going to best friends because we were dorm mates. I found that extremely annoying.

I got to the door and braced myself for what lay inside. Of course as soon as I opened Elizabeth was off her bed and coming toward me. She was sporting a huge smile and she was bouncing around like a dog would wag it's tail.

"So how was your first day?" She asked. "Any good gossip? Did you meet anyone? Are your classes fun?"

"Did you have coffee?" I asked her.

"No, why?" She asked.

"No reason." I walked over to my side of the room and grabbed my laptop. Carly and I had planned to Skype today, so that's what I was going to do. I hadn't talked to her in a while, and I was looking forward to it. I walked back towards the door and Elizabeth started talking again.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"Nowhere...anywhere." I said as I walked out of the door. Yeah it was cruel, but I don't waste my time on people like that. Annoying people annoy me.

I made my way to a little coffee shop a little of campus. I got in and sat down at one of the tables by the window and set my laptop up. I got everything set up and waited. Carly wasn't supposed to be on for another ten minutes or so, so I just sat staring out the window, quietly humming to myself.

"Hey, Sam Puckett!"

That was not Carly's voice.

A/N: Hey everyone! It's been a while hasn't it? I'm pleased to tell you that this is going to be multi-chapter. I actually have a pretty good idea of where this is going (yay!). And sorry to anyone who's name is Elizabeth for the part where Sam mentions she thinks the name is annoying. I don't think it's annoying at all, but I guess Sam does. I don't know what else to say, so leave a suggestion if you've got something you want to see. And let me know whatcha think! I'm puckelltine on tumblr if you wanna give a follow. Have a great day :)