This is my first fanfic ever. Hope you like it!
This is meant to be a multi-chapter story, but whether or not I write the rest is up to the feedback I get. I am writing this from third person omniscient P.O.V. Please R&R.
It was Friday in and Freddie was sitting in science class, which was their last class of the day. Because it was science, the tables where the pupils sat were each occupied by two students. The weather was warm, about 55 degrees, but the drizzle that had presided since early that morning made it feel much cooler. But this was typical for march in Seattle.
Freddie, as usual, had been diligently taking notes during class. He enjoyed school for the most part. He was the smartest person in his class. Gym was a different story, however. True he wasn't out of shape, but he just never excelled at physical activities, other than fencing of course. He thought about the teasing he had endured over the years due to his lack of physical prowess, mostly from Sam. But he didn't mind Sam's teasing. He looked over at Sam who had fallen asleep on her textbook again.
"Why did it have to be her?" he mumbled under his breath, shaking his head slightly. He had accepted that he was in love with her, he accepted that months ago. He looked down at the woman hunched over next to him, still deep in her slumber. Her long blond curls cascaded from her head onto the table. He watched as her form slowly rose and fell with her breathing. She looks so beautiful. he thought to himself. He sighed and decided that her nap had gone on long enough, and poked her in the shoulder, causing her to stir from her peaceful slumber.
He leaned a bit towards her and whispered "You'll never learn biology if you sleep through it every day,"
Sam sat up slowly and looked at him, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "How can you stay awake through this stuff, it's so boring?" she said questioningly, raising her eyebrows.
"I find it interesting, thank you." he responded in a hushed tone,as to not draw the attention of the teacher.
Her brow furrowed slightly, "Whatever, nub," she snapped back in an annoyed tone at him.
He stared into beautiful blue eyes for a moment, as if he had forgotten how to react. He remembered a time when her that look would have sent him scrambling to get away for fear of the beating that would no doubt ensue at the hands of the blond-headed demon.
But he felt no fear now, only compassion and longing. Longing for her kiss, her touch, her gaze, but most of all, he longed for her affection. He was not sure when exactly the change had occurred, but he was pretty sure that their kiss on the fire escape had something to do with it. He was also positive that no one, especially Sam, could ever find out about the change in his feelings. It was obvious to him that Sam didn't think of him romantically. He knew he wouldn't be able to handle her rejecting him, but the also feared for the loss of her friendship. He understood that if she did find out about his feelings, their friendship would suffer permanent damage. He would rather just
The bell rang and snapped him out of his fond memory back to the current time and place, where he knew Sam didn't feel the same way and he had accepted that.
"Finally!" Sam exclaims, tossing her arms into the air and making her way out of the room. It was time to leave school at last.
Freddie packed up and jogged to catch up to her. "So did you have a nice nap Sam?" he asked when he finally caught up to her, slightly adjusting the messenger bag that was laying on his shoulder.
"I was until you woke me, Fredilina," Sam retorted, glancing over at him with a slight look of anger.
"Well I can't have you fail this class, you would be stuck in summer school," Freddie explained to his friend, grabbing her arm and stopping her, forcing her to face him. "I know that you don't want to spend you summer in this building, we can barely get you to come during the school year," He said, half joking and letting go of her arm.
"I know," she said, looking down at her shoes. Just then her phone buzzed in her pocket, she took it out. "It's Carly. She says she's having fun in Yakima with her grandad," Sam says after reading the text. "She is gonna stay for a few more days. She'll be back on Tuesday," She adds.
"It's been weird not having her around," said Freddie, beginning to walk again.
Sam followed his lead and started walking towards the cafeteria. "Aw, does Freddie miss his lovey Carly?" Sam teased using the cutest baby voice she could.
"Eh. It's just been different is all," He responded calmly. While it is true ha had pined over Carly for years, it seems that, due mostly to his constant rejection by Carly, his feelings for her had gone from infatuation to simple liking her as a friend.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," she replied without so much as a glance. She was now engrossed in a conversation on her phone, a small smile beginning to break over her face.
"Is it Chris?" Freddie asked, leaning over trying to read the text for himself. He was quickly pushed away by Sam. "Back off, mamma needs her space. And yes, it is," she said without removing her eyes from the screen of her phone.
"I don't know what you like about that guy," Freddie said in a low tone, his eyes cast downward as he walked alongside Sam.
"He just has all the attractive qualities that I look for in a guy. You know, the ones that you're lacking," Sam said glancing up at him with a look somewhere between a playful smirk and a devilish grin.
"Yeah, I know," Responded Freddie, a look of disappointment running across his face. "That's why no one will ever love me," He said, searching Sam's face and hoping for a response indicating that she didn't really feel that way.
A small "Yep," Sam stuck her tongue out at Freddie. Her eyes darted back to her phone screen again as she typed away frantically on the keyboard.
"Demon," He said
"Mamma's boy," she said, sneering.
"Psycho," he responded.
"Nerd!" she retorted.
"Well, you're, uh...uh..." Freddie stuttered, trying to think of a good comeback.
"HA mamma ALWAYS wins," Sam says, pointing at Freddie and smiling.
"Yeah, you do," Freddie admitted, looking at the smile of triumph that spread across her face. Same old Sam he thought. He couldn't believe that, at one point in their complicated relationship, they had actually fought like that and tried to hurt each other the way they used to. Now it was just a part of their friendship, and a part that he was thankful for. He liked it not only because he was happy to get any attention from the one that he loved in any form he could, but also because it seemed to make Sam happy. He would do anything he could , from cracking a joke to letting her beat him up, to see that beautiful smile cross her face. Her smile always brightened his day, so he felt it was worth it.
The two had just turned the corner into the School lobby and Sam glanced around, looking for Chris. She found him, and his lips attached to those of another girl. Sam's Jaw dropped and a look of pure disbelief was present on her face. She blinked a few times, as if trying to deiced if what she had seen was really going on. Her brow furrowed as she began to well up with tears. She was trembling uncontrollably with a mixture of rage and sadness. Freddie looked on, unsure as to what to do. He was only concerned for Sam's feelings at this point, nothing else. She turned and sprinted as fast as she could out of the school, tears streamed from her face. Freddie ran after her, following her out school.