My name is Sam Puckett and I'm not like everyone else, I've never been like everyone else really... I feel emotions like other people: anger, sadness, fear, etc. But I'm missing one key thing, one thing that makes me unlike anyone else: A conscience. I feel no guilt, no shame, for anything I do.
I suppose I should be locked up but the secret is I have met my conscience, and luckily for me I have complete control over her. You see my conscience is a brunette girl named Carly Shay. Oh, I almost forgot the most important fact about me, I can manipulate people's minds to think and do whatever I want. It's kind of like Galaxy Wars, not that I watch it, but none of that weak minded crap, I can manipulate anyone I want.
My phone goes off with a text message and I don't have to look at it to know it's Carly. You ready for the Girls' Choice Dance? I type a quick, vague, response and shut my phone. The only problem with having Carly Shay your best friend and acting conscience is she likes girly things, dances, dresses, all that stuff I can't really stand. I roll out of bed, the alarm clock says it's 7:00 A.M which means I'm going to be late for school, again, not that I care.
I decide to dress in a plaid t-shirt and blue jeans, I despise dresses and skirts and all those girly things so I keep to my blue jeans, and my favorite pair of sneakers before heading downstairs.
My mother, whom somehow managed to have twins that are complete opposites, is laid passed out on the couch as usual. I have often considered ending her life, putting her out of my misery, but Carly would say that is bad and I'm supposed to listen to her still... It would be so easy to simply snuff out that pathetic thing she calls an existence.
I walk into the kitchen, brushing a strand of my long blonde hair out of my eyes, and grab a piece of ham from the fridge. I honestly cannot explain my love for this meat, but it's delicious and I can't seem to stop eating it.
Finally I'm dressed, fed, and ready for school so I slip out the door, careful not to wake my mother. I don't necessarily hate school as I claim to, that's just a cover for my not giving a damn, but it bores me. I see no point in learning this unnecessary knowledge they drill into our skulls.
The walk to school is uneventful, as it is every day, I usually stop by the Shays' home and steal food but I wasn't really up for it today. I finally get to school and, as usual, it's loud and annoying and I have to resist the urge to punch someone.
Punching people for no reason is wrong Sam Carly's voice rings in my head and for a moment I want to strangle her but I manage to bite that urge back, if I didn't have Carly I'd be in prison or worse. A feeling of gratitude washes over me that I've found Carly, who keeps me reigned in... Sometimes.
I may have someone to act as my consciousness but I am not above manipulating them for my own personal gain. I sometimes wonder if I qualify as a human, I even asked Carly that once.
I walked into the Shay apartment and grabbed Carly, ignoring the look of shock on Freddie's face, and pulled her upstairs.
"What's wrong Sam?" she asked concerned.
"A-Am I human?" I ask, this question had been on my mind for so long and I needed to ask her.
"Sam, what's going on?" The brunette girl asked.
"You're supposed to be my conscious remember? I need you to tell me if I'm human."
"Of course you're human." Carly insisted.
I glare at her, "I feel no guilt... I feel no shame, isn't that part of being human?"
"You are human." She insists, "You're just... Different."
"Flawed you mean." I say, sounding almost bitter.
"You're fine Sam... As long as you have me you'll be fine."
She was right too, which really irritated me. I don't know what I'd do without Carly, which introduces my next problem.
Freddie Benson, the bane of my existence, ever since I've met him he's been after Carly. Normally I wouldn't mind but I think she's actually starting to fall for the nub, something I cannot allow. You might think I'm being irrational but if she falls for the geek I risk losing her and then I'll be royally screwed.
A wave of irritation hit me at the thought of Benson, whom I merely tolerate because of Carly, and I ended up slamming my locker harder than I meant to.
"Woah Puckett, What got into you?"
I bite back a growl and resist the urge to slam his head into a nearby locker until he was left bleeding and broken. "Nothing Benson." I say.
Before he can reply Carly approaches and I almost sigh in relief "Hey cupcake." I say affectionately.
"What's going on?" She asked and I can tell she knows things were going to escalate.
"Nothing." I say quickly, perhaps a little too quickly because she looks at me knowingly.
"Hey Carls." He says and I want to pluck out his vocal cords so he won't sound so love struck.
"Hey Freddie." She replies, and I can hear it in her voice, she likes him and I'm in danger of losing her.
"Come on cupcake." I say suddenly, grabbing her hand, "We have... Something to do." Before she can protest I've pulled her around the corner and am leading her down the halls.
"What is going on?" She demanded, obviously looking worried.
Finally I stop and turn to look at her "You are not in love with Freddie Benson."
"What?" She asks, confused, before it starts to kick in "I am not in love with Freddie Benson.."
I grin, "Perfect, now let's get to class before we're late."
She nods and we hurry off for class.
The rest of the day goes slow but finally the last bell of the day rings and Carly runs off to get ready for her dance date tonight. "So Puckett." I hear from behind me, "Ask Gibby out yet?"
I roll my eyes; Carly insisted I ask Gibby out to be nice even though I can't stand him "I'm going to go over to his house soon." I'm hoping he'll be unprepared and say no, but I don't say that out loud.
He shakes his head, "You are such a procrastinator" he said.
I glare at him, "You say something?" I pause for a moment before continuing, "Besides, isn't your date Magic Malika?"
He shrugged, "So? Still better than you."
He is asking for it, he has to be, I clench my fist and pull back, waiting for the teacher to leave, before slugging him in the stomach "Remember, no one is better than Mama." I whisper in his ear.
He groans and falls to his knees and I feel better, so I decide to head home, get ready for the dance, and then head to Gibby's house.
It's dark before I head out, my Mother needing me to put some ointment on her feet and I'm trying to remember why I don't just bash her head in, and I get to Gibby's house with twenty minutes before the dance. I knock on the door and step back.
Gibby is the weird kid in school, so I wasn't surprised when he answered the door wearing some odd outfit with his hair slicked back. What I was surprised by was he turned me down.
"What?" I asked, feeling... Angry, who was he to turn me down?
"I'm not going." He said, "I've got... Other things to keep me busy."
"Like what?"
"Like me." Comes a voice behind Gibby. He moves aside and there is a beautiful girl standing beside him.
I feel my jaw drop and he laughs, "This is Tasha, Tasha this is Sam."
"Whatever." I grumble, "See ya."
Well, I don't have a date and I feel humiliated, no way in hell I'm going to that dance. I decide to skip the dance and head somewhere to get some pie, then I'll meet Carly and the nub at the Groovy Smoothy.
I head to Galini's, happy they're still open, and decide to indulge in pie while I wait. I'm half way through the pie I ordered when I realize everyone is probably at the Groovy Smoothy. I get a to go box and shove it in the purse I'm carrying, something Carly told me I should do for tonight, and head towards the Groovy Smoothy.
When I get there the sight before me makes my blood run cold, Carly and Freddie are dancing and Carly looks like she wants to kiss him... This isn't good, I can't allow this... The song isn't helping either, Meant for Me? Who writes this crap? I slink out the door, hoping they don't notice, my heart racing.
Tomorrow I have to fix this; I cannot allow her to fall for that idiot.
Note: This came about after iGet Banned aired and Sam manipulated T-Bo with the force or whatever that was supposed to be and my Beta and I, whom I thank for fixing this, discussed the basic idea for this story and I decided to write it. Anyway, I hope you like it and I hope you leave me reviews.