Author's Note: This is for SimplyKitt's iGetKnockedUp challenge. I know, I know. I swear, though, there is something about this kind of plot that is so interesting, even if it is a little cliche. I promise to make this story as interesting and as in-character as possible. If you have any suggestions, questions, or comments, don't hesitate to ask. I'm the worst person there is at plot, so while I have a basic story line, I'll add just about anything you want to see.
"Sorry."
"It's cool."
"I just…" Freddie trails off, trying to find the right words. "I thought we weren't going to do that again."
"Me too. But Freddie…" Sam trails off too, taking a deep breath and trying to gather her thoughts. "You know what, don't say anything else. Not tonight. The ball's in your court now. You know how I feel. Let's just go back inside and finish our project."
Freddie nods, but cannot think of anything to say.
"Just promise me you'll think about it. About us," Sam says.
"Okay," Freddie answers immediately. "I promise, Sam."
"And Freddie?"
"Yeah, Sam?"
"Don't tell Carly. At least, not yet." Sam looks as if she might say something else, but instead she smiles sheepishly and goes back inside the school.
With Sam gone, Freddie whispers to himself. "In my court now," he says, echoing Sam's words. He runs his fingers through his hair, sighs loudly, and then follows Sam back inside.