The bell rung in Ridgeway's Prepatory Academy. A boy and a girl were seen walking together, the girl, wearing a white collared shirt, a blue tie, and plaid skirt, along with dress shoes brushed shoulders against a boy wearing a similar get up. But wearing slacks. They locked eyes and smirked. Fredward Benson, and Carlotta Shay were their names. Other wise known as Ridgeway's power couple. Not really boyfriend and girlfriend of course. Knowing each other since birth, growing up together, seeing both person's weaker sides, theses two couldn't let the other go. They both knew too much, about the families. Things that would ruin them. They couldn't have that, now could they?

"Lovely morning isn't it, Fredward?" Carly smiled at the ebony haired boy. Who smirked.

"Absolutely, Carlotta. As is always in Ridgeway Prep." he sarcastically spoke.

"What are you talking about, it's always rainy." with a look of annoyance, he smacked his forehead. Carly giggled.

"Relax. I was only being foolish." Freddie snorted. Slamming his fist against the steel blue locker, and black padlock. Both of which, opening simultaneously. Carly looked in awe.

"You still have yet to teach me that, you know."

"You're weak. Ms. Shay. I can't teach my physically weak counterpart something so strong. You would break those petite hands of yours. Maybe even a nail." he laughed.

"Funny, Benson. You don't know what I am capable of physically." smirked the brunette.

"Right. Say, isn't your cousin supposed to be transferring in?" queried Freddie.

"Ah, Samantha. Yes, she's transferring in today, actually. Now, I must warn you. She's a virgin." at this, Freddie smiled deviously.

"She's lived a sheltered life, my aunt Pamela was a drug addict, that's why you never met her, or Sam. I also never knew my uncle. He left before Sam was born. Sam was home-schooled most her life. Lucky for her, she received the singing scholarship Ridgeway has." Freddie nodded impressed.

"Her birthday is next week, she will be eighteen." Freddie quirked an eyebrow.

"How intriguing. Eighteen, and a virgin. My birthday isn't for another year. Why the late gift?" he winked.

"Oh stop that. She's very innocent. She isn't a piece of meat." Carly scolded.

"I never said she was. But virgin's are my favorite. I'd give her the ride of a lifetime. You seem to know what a good lover I am." Carly blushed.

"We both promised to never speak of that again!"

"We are best friends. It was only natural I was your first."

"No it wasn't, you seduced me!" Fought the girl.

"You enjoyed it." Freddie whispered, kissing her neck once. Moving his hands to her skinny hips, backing her up so she was pressed against his groin.

"This is how it started." he replied.

"It's not going to end the same way!" snapped Carly, moving away from him. The voice of headmaster Franklin over the intercom, stopped the oncoming fight.

"Carlotta Shay and Fredward Benson, to the office immediately. That is all." his voice clicked off.

"Samantha must be here." Carly smiled, walking towards the office. Freddie trailing behind her.

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"Now, Samantha-"

"Sam." corrected the curly blonde haired girl.

"Now Sam." he began again. "I understand this is your first year of public school. Correct?"

"Yes, Sir." he nodded curtly.

"Carlotta Shay is your cousin as well?"

"Yes."

"I will call her and Fredward Benson down, they will be your guides. Have a seat by the door. Here is your schedule." Headmaster Franklin said, handing Sam her classes.

"And Sam?" the blonde turned around.

"Welcome to Ridgeway. I expect to hear your beautiful voice." a smile of pure generosity graced his features. Sam blushed.

"Thank you. Headmaster."

Carly and Freddie walked in the door, making Sam look up. Smiling, the brunette pulled the blonde to her feet and into a hug.

"Samantha, It's so good to see you, Welcome honey, welcome." she exclaimed happily. Freddie couldn't see much of the girl called Samantha. He rolled his eyes at Carly's overly affectionate nature. And cleared his throat. Carly released the hug.

"Finally, you let her breathe." Carly stood beside him, as he examined her, head to toe. She blushed under his gaze.

"Well, well, who do we have here?" his words directed to Sam

"Sam. Sam Puckett." she said meekly. He laughed.

"Well Samantha." he drawled on her name, sounding sweet on his toungue. "I am Fredward. Please, call me Freddie." She nodded, and spoke boldly.

"And you call me Sam." he smiled cockily

"Samantha better suits you." this time, she didn't fight him.

"Freddie, knock it off. Let me see your schedule. And we'll start the tour." she said, taking her cousins class list out of her shaking hands. Freddie noticed this.

"You're shaking, you shouldn't be so scared. I can smell fear dripping off you." he pressed, stepping towards her. She bit her lip and locked her eyes on the floor.

He put a finger under her chin, and made her look up. Her eyes were ice blue, beautiful. He curled a strand of hair around his finger and let it drop. She blushed again. He smiled. As Carly turned towards them. Missing Freddie's movements. Sam walked to meet her at the door. Freddie opened it, appearing generous.

"After you, Samantha." he watched her walk out with her head down. Turning to Carly he whispered.

"She looks good. Good enough to fuck." He felt his pants tighten slightly. Watching the innocent blonde's hips sway in her plaid skirt. Unknowingly, arousing him. Carly moved out the door next. Leaving Freddie exit last.

Oh yes. This will be a lovely year, indeed.