Halloo. So this is my first fanfic. After reading them for so long, I was finally inspired to write one. By whom you may ask? My summer school chemistry teacher who spent 20 minutes going off topic talking about how opposites attract. Of course I thought of Seddie! The actual chem. part comes in the next chapter, where pretty much everything "Mr.E" says and does is what my teacher did.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters or show. However, since Dan's doing such a great job and Seddie seems pretty certain to happen, I don't mind that much (=

"Morning mis amigas," Freddie said walking up to Sam and Carly. It was a regular school Thursday, nothing much happening. Yet.

"Hey Freddie!" Carly said as she smiled and shut her locker.

"Sup Freddummy," was Sam's reply as she grabbed a chicken leg from her locker before shutting it.

"Huh new one." He remarked, eyebrows furrowing in contemplation of how bad this nickname was in comparison.

"Mhm," Sam replied before biting on the chicken leg and pulling off a good chunk. "Lijsagke Iffit?" she asked intelligibly raising her eyebrows, mouth stuffed full.

"No I don't like it."

"…How'd you understand that?" remarked an astounded Carly.

"Tihekgh Aht—"

"Ugh gross Sam. Could you please chew and SWALLOW before talking? Can't your brain handle a bit of common sense?"

"NYAHHHGH!" was the blonde's response as she opened her full mouth at the boy and tilted her head up so he could get a good look at the mashed up contents. When he winced and stepped back, she grinned as good as she could before stepping closer to him so he couldn't help but see.

"Saaam! Stop!" Freddie scowled grabbing her shoulders and trying to push her away (unsuccessfully).

Meanwhile, Carly leaned up against the wall with a knowing smirk, shaking her head.

"NYAHH NYAHH NyAHh!" Sam continued, smirking evilly on the inside. Ha that'll teach him and his nice, big hands to make fun of me. Wait, what? Did I just—no Sam. Stop. You are not enjoying this nub's hands on you. Nu-uh.

Freddie furrowed his eyebrows when he noticed Sam falter and daze a bit. Unconsciously he loosened his grip and let his hands slide down her arms, resting above her elbows. "Uh...Sam?" Carly came closer too, concerned and puzzled with her friend. "Yeah Sam, you okay?"

Sam snapped back and scowled (mouth still full) at Freddie. "Yagh Neu—"

"DUCK!" someone screamed. The trio instantly turned toward the sound and saw a giant paintball the size of a soccer coming towards them. Instinctively, Sam swallowed her chicken and Freddie pulled her closer only to ever-so-gracefully shove her against the lockers saving them both from the paintball that dashed by them. Carly herself had quickly stepped out of the way and now stared wide-eyed and slightly smirking. Oh why so clueless…

"DID IT HIT YOU?" a shirtless Gibby asked panting. Everyone's head whipped the other direction to him and they all winced from the whiplash. "THAT DIDN'T GO THE WAY I HOPED. IT'S THE SQUIRREL'S FAULT HE WAS PUNC—…why is Freddie hugging Sam?"

"Huh? What?" the accused asked in sync. Immediately they turned their heads back to face each other and gasped.

Noses only centimeters apart, Sam and Freddie could feel each other's breaths. Freddie had Sam pushed up against the lockers, so that they were completely pressed up against each other. Both his arms were wrapped around her—originally to stop the impact from hurting her much. Meanwhile Sam had her hands up against Freddie's chest to stop him from completely crushing her, but after being slammed against the metal, she had curled her fingers around his collar.

Flustered and blushing they pushed apart from each other before Sam regained herself.

"That's nasty Gibs. Freddie here was just trying to play hero and save Carly from the evil paintball and due to his pea-sized brain, missed."

"I didn't mi-"Freddie cut himself off after Sam glared lasers at him.

"And now I have Geek Cooties all over me. Eugh!"

"Oh yeah? Well I have bully-germs on me!"

"I'll bully your—"

"ENOUGH! Haven't you guys filled your daily fighting quota for today?"

"No!" they grunted in unison. Sam immediately whipped around and whacked Freddie on the arm. "We said we'd stop doing that!"

"Like it's my fault!"

"OKAY THEN! Who wants to go to chemistry class? I do! Let's go then," Carly quickly interrupted, stepping in the middle of them and pushing the two forward. Sam and Freddie glared over her, but succumbed to their friend.