A/N: Hi! This is my new story! I know, ANOTHER? Just read.

Freddie Benson walked down the hallway of the school, going to his locker. He was unusually tired today, because Sam had come in his house in the middle of the night and set all his clocks back 2 hours.

Freddie was in a relatively good mood, though. All things considered. He had AV club later, and he couldn't wait to talk about his new flashdrive. That is, he was in a good mood, until he was stopped by the ickiest girl in the entire school. No, not Sam Puclett.

Rona Burger.

Rona Burger was waiting for Freddie at his locker. When she saw him, she immediately came foward to make herself known. She straightened her hair and looked Freddie straight in the face.

"Hello Freddie. I am Rona Burger. I think you're cute. We're going out now. My favorite color is pink, and I like PearPhones." And then she proceeded to try to kiss him.

Freddie, however, was not having this.

"No, Rona. I'm not your boyfriend. I don't want to be your boyfriend. I'll never be your boyfriend. I don't like you." he said, pushing her away.

"What? You don't like me? Why not?" she demanded to know.

Freddie paled.

"Oh...I get it. I'm sorry. I guess I should've asked if you have a girlfriend. Do you?" Rona asked.

Freddie paled more, if that was even possible.

"No...no I do not have a girlfriend, Rona. I just don't like you-period. No one does." Freddie explained.

"Why not, Freddie? I'll never leave you alone, you get that? Not until I get what I want. And I want you." Rona smirked.

"Well, I'm sorry to dissapoint you, Rona. You're just...not my type."

Rona gasped.

"Oh...I see. I'm sorry. You're gay, aren't you?" she asked, looking at her feet.

Saying the first thing that was on his mind, Freddie Benson lied.

"Yes. Yes, I am." he said.

A/N: And there is Chapter 1. PLEASE REVIEW!