Samantha Puckett walked into the Shay apartment like any other day. Only to find not her preppy best friend but her tech savvy love. His eyes were fixated on the TV and all he did was mutter a "Hello." very quickly.

Sam plopped on the couch beside him and asked "What are you watching?"

Freddie unglues his eyes from the TV and looked at his girl friend. "Baseball game." he said simply and he turned his head be towards the TV.

For some reason Sam felt like Bella Swan from Twilight. Either it's from Carly making her read that damn book so many times or the way Freddie had treated her so coldly.

Sam sat on one leg and faced her boyfriend. "Okay dude, what's your deal?" she asked.

Freddie didn't turn his head to her this time. "Nothing Princess Puckett. I'm trying to watch the game."

Sam let out a heavy sigh and decided to try to get Freddie's attention again.

"So…who's playing?" Sam said.

"Red Sox vs. Yankees." Freddie answered.

It was useless. There was no way Sam was getting Freddie to pay attention to her.

Suddenly Sam got an idea.

"Alright well then I guess I'll watch it with you." Sam propped her feet up on the coffee table and sat for a few moments until a commercial came on.

Sam then breathed down Freddie's neck which sent chills down his spine. Then she started to nibble on his ear. Freddie turned beet red and stiffened. "Sam, what are you doing?"

Sam topped nibbling on Freddie's ear and whispered in his ear "Just trying to get your attention."

The game came back on after the commercials but Freddie was focusing on Sam. After a while Freddie couldn't contain himself any longer.

He pushed Sam down and laid on top of her as he kissed her. Soon he trailed his tongue along Sam's lips and she opened her mouth slightly and he gradually slid his tongue into her mouth. They battled for dominance until they heard the door open. And then a scream.

Carly.

Sam and Freddie broke the passionate kiss, stood up, and straightened out their clothes. Carly covered her eyes with her hand and ran upstairs saying "Guys, if you want to make out on a couch do it on someone else's. It freaks me out!"

When Carly was out of sight, Sam and Freddie touched foreheads and chuckled at their best friends.

Who would have thought that this all started over baseball.

Fin.