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(Third person)

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Sam slowly raised her head from her pillow and gave her alarm clock a look that could probably stop the heart of a weaker creature but this contraption was strong willed.

BEEP BEEP BECRASH

After a whirlwind of blond curls and skinny arms a bowling ball successfully hit its mark. 'Where did I get a bowling bowl' she wondered to herself. Sam got up and started trudging along through her morning routine. She showered, brushed her teeth, and brushed her hair which easily took a half an hour if she did it properly but for her it takes three minutes.

She made her way to her bedroom and started getting dressed while sighing pretty much every second. She wasn't sighing because she was depressed or anything she was just not a morning person.

Sam yelled at her mom to make sure she uses protection with that plumber and she made her way down to Ridgeway which was only about a fifteen minute walk. She walked in and right on cue the sixth graders stepped out of her way just like they've been trained to.

She made her way to her locker and was greeted by her perky brunette best friend. "Good morning Sam!" Carly said her voice ringing out in its unusually chipper way.

"What's so good about?" Sam asked her voice border lining on sounding like a zombie.

"There's Freddie, your boyfriend." Carly replied after seeing him make his way in their direction.

"He's not my boyfriend." Sam said rather harshly.

"What are you talking about? You two are so totally dat- Hey Freddie." Carly greeted when he got within earshot.

"Hey Carls" He replied in an all too normal tone. He looked over at Sam and seemed to contemplate what to say when he got hit in the arm.

"Anyone there Fredichini?" Sam asked clearly annoyed at his staring. "You got something to say or should I get a handkerchief to wipe the drool?"

"Mornin' Sam." Freddie finally said. "Want to walk to class together?" By this point Carly was just standing on the sidelines watching the interaction and getting ready to jump in should her assistance be required.

"We always walk to class together." Freddie and Sam sort of hit a nonverbal agreement and began to walk to class leaving Carly to wonder just happened. She just shrugged her shoulders and headed in the direction of her homeroom.

(Lunch time)

Carly was sitting at the lunch table enjoying some flapdoodles and scanning the room Sam and Freddie. She smiled on them but then her eyes ventured lower and her expression went from a smile to that of shock. Sam and Freddie were holding hands. Carly wasn't the only one with that face. Pretty much everyone who saw them wore a similar expression of shock or awe. Carly knew they were together but wasn't sure how it would turn out exactly.

The couple sat down next to each other and greeted Carly in their usual fashion. She looked at them still a little dumbstruck. "Damn." Sam said to them both, "What's up with all the quiet staring with you freaks today?"

Carly finally broke out of her trance and said, "You two were like holding hands and stuff."

"Stuff? What does stuff mean?" Freddie inquired.

"You get the idea." She answered in an annoyed, hushed sort of scream. Sam looked like she had a response ready but then a Gibby comes over and sits next to Carly.

Sam seemed to have a change of heart and said to Gibby, "Why aren't you wearing a shirt? I mean its April. Aren't you cold?"

Gibby looked at her like she grew a third freaking head and said, "Noooooo Should I be cold?"

Sam just shrugged off his answer and asked, "So you're like sixteen right?" He nodded his said so she continued, "why don't you have any chest hair? I mean you're as bald in that area as my baby cousin." Gibby looked at her for a second, scratched his chest and then all of a sudden he threw his food tray on the ground and started crying as he ran to a trash can where he preceded to hit on a lunch lady. Sam looked at him and shook her head whispering "He's a strange boy" to herself.

Carly looked at Gibby for a second and then whipped her head at Sam and Freddie and said, "So are you two an item, a couple or what? Come on don't leave me in the dark."

The two looked at each other and were sending each other those damn nonverbal messages again. Freddie turned to look at Carly and said, "Carly I'd like to introduce you to Samantha Joy Puckett."

Sam heard this and immediately started snickering. "what?" Freddie asked obviously feeling indignant.

"Who ever said I was your girlfriend?" Sam asked her eyebrows raised and her eyes piercing through Freddie.

"Well I assumed the kiss and the date and the uuuhhhh…" Freddie wandered off starting to like he was going to piss himself.

"Like I would ever date a nub like you. In. Your. Dreams." Sam said her smirk getting wider.

Freddie felt the heat running up his cheeks in anger. He started stammering like a maniac and muttering incomprehensible words. Sam continued now trying to feign a bored expression by saying "If you want to be my girlfriend so bad, and how could you not, then ask me Fredlumps."

Freddie sat there for a second trying to think of something witty when what she just said finally sank in. "Did you say I could ask you to be my girlfriend? Shouldn't you of said boyfriend?"

"Seriously Freddork in order to be called a boyfriend you need to have balls and you lack those essential implements." Sam said trying to keep a straight face.

"Why?" Freddie said out loud to no one in particular. He opened his mouth about to start something when finally he stopped and just started deep breathing. He stopped his relaxation technique and said in a voice that resembles that of a little old lady asking for tea, "Sam would you like to be my girlfriend?"

Sam raised her eyebrows at him and responded with, "Well I probably wouldn't like to but I guess." She brought out the "I guess" with a dramatic sigh for effect. Freddie looked like he was going to shit himself with happiness but instead he just gave Sam a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"Where'd Carly go?" Freddie asked looking around. Sam pointed and Freddie followed her finger until he saw Carly hunched over talking to Wendy while repeatedly looking over here and then squealing/giggling.

Freddie turned to look at Sam and said, "I don't know what you were talking about before because I have huge balls."

Sam started laughing out loud and little traces of milk she started to drink sprang out of her nose. After around five minutes of full on giggling she patted Freddie's cheek and said "Whatever stops the tears baby whatever stops the tears."

Fin