Idon't want this to happen

Sam's pov

I don't want to be here right now. At my old elementary school, for some sort of reunion. Me, Carly, and Freddie are all going into the 10th grade, and the staff at the elementary school wanted to throw us a reunion party (you would of thought they would have done this when we were senors). I didn't want to remember anything from elementary school. This is where I met carly and Freddie, but there's something Carly doesn't know about. Something about me and Freddie. I really had met Freddie first. Oh boy here comes a flash back!

I had just moved here. It was my first day of 2nd grade. I was going down the hallway to my class when I had ran into somebody.

"Hey, watch were you're go..." I said, but then I looked up at the small brown headed boy. He looked very nervous. He looked kinda cute so immediately I apologized.

"I'm sorry."

"it's okay. My name's Freddie what's yours?"

"My name is Samantha, but you can call me Sam."

so over those first 2 weeks we became good , truth be told I liked him, and a lot! But then one day he said something to me that just really broke my heart.

"hey Freddie!"

"I've got bad news Sam, I'm moving."

"where?"

"well my mom said over the summer that not to long after school started that we would move far enough for me to have to go to a new school." this broke my heart. This kid, he knew he was moving, but he didn't tell me once. He just became really good friends with me, even though he knew he was moving. From then on I became a rebel, because I never wanted to get my heart brookin like that again.

But not to long after Freddie moved out, Carly moved in. we became friends over a tuna fish sandwhich. I never told Carly about Freddie because I wanted to get him out of my head. But I continued to think about him clear up intill the 5th grade. Today I found a very old poem, it was the last "old" Freddie poem I could find.

The one I love,

the one I care for,

the one I know,

the one who doesn't know,

how much I love him.

That poem had Ben crumbled up I don't know how many times.I can remember that after that I knew that he was never coming then Freddie moved back in the 6th grade. And of course Carly was the the one to be the nice girl and show him around, and let him hang with us. And not to long after that he developed a he crush on Carly. This made me mad. Not only did he move back, but he didn't even remember me, and he flirted with Carly right in front of me! So I made a decision. From that day forth I was going to make his life miserable! And here we are, me and him 4 years later sitting side by side, me still seeking my revenge!

A/N:

i thought that was a pretty good prolge. that poem is acually a poem i wrote and it inspired me for this story. please reveiw and/or give me ideas.

Preveiw of a future chapter:

"you mean you were that girl in second grade?"

"well duh!"