Sam's POV

"Dude, would you stop biting your nails?" I told Freddie as he stood by my locker biting on his now non-existent nails. He stopped and looked at his finger nails and finally noticed what he was doing.

"Sorry, I'm just really nervous" he said while putting his hands in his pockets to stop him from biting.

"I didn't even noticed!" I sarcastically yelled while I rolled my eyes. I took out one of his hands from his pockets and intertwined my fingers with his. My heart started beating so fast and this weird feeling took over me. These kinds of moments make me realize how much I like the big, nerdy, amazing, guy next to me.

A big smile appeared on his face and he suddenly became less tensed.

"What are you so nervous about anyway?"

I really didn't know what in the world was bothering him. Maybe I should start paying more attention to our conversations.

"Sam, I have been telling you about this for the past week and now you can't even remember?"

"Well it's not my fault you told me while I was eating!"

He laughed at my comment and took a big breath.

"The A/V club is going to select a new president after school and people are saying I have a big chance at winning."

I rolled my eyes at this and punched him in the arm. He was so nerdy for worrying about stuff like that.

"That's why you're so nervous? You are such a dork."

Everytime I punched him before, it always hurt him a lot. Now he doesn't even flinch. I have to admit that momma's boy got pretty strong over the years. Even though it didn't hurt him, he still rubbed it like it did just to make me feel better.

"Wanting to be president after three years of losing is not a joke. It is actually very important to my college applications. Plus, they give a nice lunch from an expensive restaurant every week to the president and his girlfriend."

I looked up at Freddie raised my eyebrows. Him being president could be pretty great after all. I loved how he always found a way to count me in everything he does to make me happy.

"You better win or you're gonna have to sell all your little tech stuff to take me to those very, very expensive restaurants."

I shot him a death glare and his smiled faded to a worried look. He probably wanted me help him relax but I just shrugged.

"That makes me feel so much better, Sam"

He squeezed my hand a little bit.

"I know, but I really think you do have a good chance at winning. I mean, with me around you have a high amount of good luck with you. I still even wonder how we got together in the first place. Wait, I do know how. You probably put something in my drink that night!"

He grabbed me close with his arm and looked at me with a grin in his face. I tried really hard not to smile to make him mad.

"Please! You were the one who made the first move by kissing me. Admit it Sam, you were always crazy about me"

He gave me a small kiss on the cheek when the bell rang. Ha! This nerd really thinks I was the one who fell for him first.

"Yeah, crazy about killing you" I said under my breath as I walked away to sixth period.

"Hey, I heard that!" he yelled at me.

I finally smiled at him.

"Good luck, nub!" I yelled back at him while climbing up the stairs.