I need to get a few things straight before you read this story. This story is not created by me, and the first 2 chapters are created by another author. I have made slight changes to the chapters however to reflect my point of view, but with the same basic idea as the original author. Look in the search for "iMeet a Stranger" for the original.

FREDDIE'S POV!

It was the start of another day at school. I was looking forward to learning about a scientific breakthrough in computer technology after lunch. I walked through the main hallway, and bumped into Gibby. But there was something hugely different about him. There was a wide, bald strip on his head, leaving the rest of his greasy hair sticking outwards.

"Gibby?! What? How? Wh..."

"You know who. Sam waxed some of my hair off while I was trying to nap during English. And now I got detention with Miss Briggs for screaming like a bagpipe." explained Gibby.

"Sorry dude. I am even sorrier that you have detention with Miss Briggs but what Sam did was horrible." I replied.

Suddenly, a plan popped into my head. A plan so devious, so planned out, that nothing could go wrong.

"Hey Gibby. How about you and me...."

"NO MAN!!!!!! GET AWAY FROM ME! YOU SICKO. THAT IS JUST DISGUSTING, MAN!" Gibby exclaimed.

"Whoa Gibby, not what I meant! I was trying to suggest that we somehow get back at Sam, for all the pain and suffering we go through down these cold, dusty hallways." I said.

Gibby paused for a moment, deep in thought. Thoughts flickered through his mind. The outcome of the revenge suddenly went through him, drawing on a crooked smile on his face.

"Yes. This is great! Let's see who ends up with smoke flowing out their pants now!" Gibby wailed.

He started cheering and whooping, and started taking his Hawaiian –style shirt off, whilst shaking his butt around and dancing to the song he was singing.

"I like big butts and I cannot lie. You other brothers can't deny. When a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist. And a round thing in your face…"

"You get sprung," screeched Sam's voice as she punched her red fist into Gibby's singing face. Her blow sent him flying through the air and then landing into the scrawny Miss Briggs with her new bagpipes. She was going on and on about them in yesterday's lesson.

I watched her scream as Gibby landed on her, her bagpipes creating an ear-bleeding sound that was like a dying cat.

"NOOOO! Randy, my sweet, sweet baggypipe! You will pay for this, Mr. Carlson! Both literally and metaphorically. Report to the Principal's office NOW!" shrieked Miss Briggs.

"Aww, not again." complained Gibby.

I shook my head in pity, making my way to the gorgeous Carly and her obnoxious friend, whose name rhymed with ham.

"Oh my gosh! Sam, what was that for?" I heard Carly say as I got closer to the two best friends.

"Oh come on! That kid just screams "Punch me" when he jumps around like a shirtless lunatic singing that he likes big butts!" Sam argued.

"That wasn't very nice, Sam. Wait, what am I saying, you're never nice." I said, trying to join with the conversation.

"No one cares what you think, Freddork. Carly, you know you can't be angry at me for too long. I have done worse too Gibby before, so that should mean I am off the hook," Sam explained.

"I'm still mad at what you did but I guess I can still talk to you and stuff. Why do I always give in?" asked Carly.

"Maybe because of her atrocious body odour and her ham-shaped butt," I answered.

I shouldn't have said that as Sam charged towards me, ready to send me flying and landing on another teacher. Carly grabbed Sam's wrists, pulling her away from me. She threw violent kicks in the air which were all aimed at me.

"Do you want another black eye, Fredward? It'll go well with that shirt of yours!"Sam squealed.

I thought I could smoke coming out her ears. I was about to sprint off, when she began to resist the urge to kill me and Carly let go of her.

"Sam, stop. Thank you. Now apologize to each other. Both of you."Carly instructed.

Sam calmed down and looked at me, ready to apologize. She sighed.

"Is that your nose, or are you eating a banana?" uttered Sam.

"Hey!" I shouted."Well, ummm, you're going to get arrested because, ummm, uhh, because you need a license to be that ugly."

"Hey, why don't you just go and grow some leg hair! Oh and can you do me a favour and let me borrow your face for a few days? My butt is on holiday." she replied.

I was about to reply to that comeback when the bell rang for the start of school. Carly shook her head in shame and pulled Sam to their History lesson. Sam fiery eyes met mine, shooting sharp daggers at mine.

I ran to my Chemistry lesson, before Sam escaped from Carly's clutches and attacked me.

I sat down next to Jake, ready to ease my mind off with some word equations.