A/N: First of all, I wanted to thank of of those who have reviewed. Thanks muchie! Okay, so getting pretty good feedback with the prologue I decided to continue and post the next chapter. There's a change here in the POVs, I'm not really good with writing in 3rd persons point of view, so I'll be writing the rest of the chapters in Sam's POV. I hope that's not a bad. Kinda a drastic transition from the prologue, so sorry about that. I hope I would not disappoint you guys. So let's get on with the story.

Do not own anything. Catch my drift? :)

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Chapter One:

February 1, Monday

Sam's POV

I really don't like Mondays. It just means that it's the start of school, which if you know me, I hate. It's not that I'm dumb or anything, it's just that I'm too lazy to do anything. To tell you the truth, but not to brag, I could get an A if I wanted to but again for the fact that I'm lazy, I settle for those C's.

I looked at the clock on my bed side table and saw that it was already way past my wake up time and I need to prepare for school, fast with a capital F. I chuckled, I just remembered that I had changed Gibby's A to an F. It was really hilarious; I still couldn't believe I found the perfect marker so he wouldn't notice. Man, I'm good.

I better prepare for school, I got my usual attire, a green shirt wherein, 'Danger: I'm Mad', was printed on it, dark pants, and my fave black chucks. Aw, man. There's already a tear on my beloved chucks. I should buy a new pair, I better start saving up or if I'm lucky someone will give me one. Ha! That would be the day, it's just February, I wouldn't expect gifts till my birthday or Christmas and that's so far away.

I quickly took a bath and got dress when I reach our kitchen I saw a note on the counter, 'Hey Sammie, I left ham sandwich on the frig I'm off to work early and I won't be home till tom so you can just sleep at Carly's. Love Mom.' Yum! Finally mom left something to my liking! Ham, Ham, Ham, where will I be without you?! Oh no where that is my answer. See, I can be very articulate. Word for the day toilet paper, love reading them!

I was lucky enough to catch the bus in time or, man would I have to walk. But the bus ride was so boring! I didn't have anyone to talk to because the people on the bus were all nerds. Let's see there's Germy, Gibby, and Rueben. Need I say more? Like I told you all nerds. Oh I'm so thankful to the highest being of Ham that Rueben stop stalking me, it was freaking creepy. Well, enough of the nerdness, I pulled out my pearpod and put on my earphones and listened to the Plain White T's.

When the bus got to school, I immediately ran down and went to my locker, luckily Carly was already there. "Hey Carls!" I waved at her and begin to run my code for my locker. "My mom said I can sleep over at your house tonight since she was out till tomorrow." I got my math textbook.

"Sure Sam!" She smiled at me then looked at her watch and began to drag me. "Let's go Sam. We'll be late for Math, and you know, Mrs. Weiner doesn't allow tardiness."

I let her drag me to the classroom, haha, Mrs. Weiner, need I explain why I'm laughing? Weiner! Weiner! Come on, don't tell me I'm childish, you know you laughed at her name too. Well, when we got to Mrs. WEINER's class, I instantly started to slip into sleepy town. Gosh, I know algebra is already boring but when she teaches, it goes beyond boring. The sum of the square root of the cube root of x and x rise to the 10th power. Come on! Where in the world are we gonna use that anyway? I was slowly drifting off to the Netherlands of slumber. I should really stop listening to my English class. I'm beginning to speak like Ms. Bitterman. I have teachers with very, very weird names. And after, I don't know, eternity? We were finally free! I said goodbye to Carly because she had Art after this and I have English. I really didn't want to attend class so I just went to my secret hideout.

It's this little room inside one of the empty lockers. I saw this place when I stuffed an 8th grader, who was I think visiting someone, and when I return to free the old dweeb he was hiding in a little room behind that locker. I told him to keep his mouth shut about this little hiding place and I made it into a little escape paradise for me when I get the urge to skip class. I had a small bean bag chair, a fan, a small clock and small cooler for drinks and meat, supplied by the cafeteria, of course! I took out an orange juice box and sat on the bean bag. I finished the juice with two big slurp and I was beginning to feel drowsy, toilet paper again, and before I knew it I was asleep.

"Hey Sam, I would like to give you this." A guy was giving me a gift. I couldn't make out his face though. I stared confusedly at him and asked, "Why are you giving me this?"

"Isn't it obvious? It's my valentine's present from me. I hope you like it." I saw him smile. I looked at the little box he gave me and I could feel a faint blush creeping on my cheeks.

"But why me?"

"Because I like you, hope you would be my valentine." His face was getting closer and closer…

I instantly woke before our supposed kiss. What was that? I can't believe I dreamt that, stupid juice, no more juice before going to sleep. I look at the clock to see that it was almost lunch time, you know, my favorite time of the day! I smiled and happily walked down to my locker to put away my math book, ain't gonna be needing it anymore. As I approached my locker, I saw a medium size box on the ground. Curiosity got the best of me so I looked at it; hey it's not a crime right? Especially if the box is apparently yours. I took a double take and read the name on the card, it was there in a, oh so neat hand writing, For Sam. And as I know of, I'm the only Sam in this whole row of lockers, so I quickly opened the box and I saw this awesome ham stuff toy! I've never seen one before, it's so cool! Oh! I forgot the note.

'Mr. Ham Bucket for Ms. Sam Puckett. I thought this was more awesome than a teddy bear. From your secret admirer.'

Hold the ham there I re-read the note for so how many times. Me? Have a secret admirer? Come on that would never happen but apparently it did and here's the proof, the stuff toy ham and the note in all its glory. Man, I need ham fast. I place the toy and note in my back pack and headed to the cafeteria. When I got there I saw Carly and Freddie sitting in our usual table, I waved at them and Carly waved back.

"Hey Sam!" Oh no, Carly got that, why-did-you-skip-class-again look. "And why did you skip three classes, young lady?" I knew it.

"Well, mom. I was only gonna skip English but I kinda fell asleep and now I'm here. The end." I grinned at her and she just shook her head and smiled. I was seriously craving ham but I just can't open my bag and reveal Mr. Ham Bucket 'cause I'm pretty sure Carly will go, 'SAM!!! Where did you get this? There's a note! You got a secret admirer! I so told you so that you're not gonna celebrate S.A.D!', so I can't get my ham sandwich but luckily the dork was having ham so, "Hey dork, look a girl is waving at you!"

"Where?" He turned his head around. Got you! My hand went for his ham. "Hey Sam there's no- Sam! That's my ham!" I so love it that my name rhymes with ham.

"You turned, free ham for Sam." I smirked. That look on his defeated face would make my day instantly.

He mumbled something that I couldn't make out, well, it was something dorky for sure. And before I knew it lunch was over, I know, aww. Me and Dorkward had Science together so we said our goodbyes to Carly.

Nothing really much happened after that though I can't seem to stop thinking about the guy who gave me Mr. Ham Bucket. Who might it be? Who would be insane enough to like a chick like me? Come on it's kinda hard to believe on the count that guys find me very abrasive. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the school bell. Yey! It's time to go home. I'll leave the admirer thing behind; it may only be a joke for all I know.

I met up with Carly and the dork outside of Ridgeway, Mrs. Benson was supposed to pick us up. "Hey Carly, hey Dork!"

"Hey Sam!"

"Why must you always call me a dork?" Wasn't he already used to the fact that I call him that everyday?

"Two reason: one because you are and two because you are." I smirked before he could say something else his mom. He mumbled again something incoherent, toilet paper, while he open the car door and sat in the front seat as me and Carly sat in the back. The car ride was fairly quiet and we could to their building. We parted when we got to their floor.

"Hey Carls, do you have ham?" I so love my ham!

"Yup, frig back part, save it just for you." I dumped my bag on the couch and ran as fast as I can to the frig, didn't notice at all that my bag was slightly open and my stuff poured out. I only heard Carly scream, "SAM!!! Who gave you this? It's so cute!" Oh no.

"Uhm, I bought it?" I said and asked at the same time.

"Yeah right, and you also gave yourself a note?" She was holding up the note. She then began reading it. Double Oh no. "SAM!!! You got a secret admirer! I so told you so that you're not gonna celebrate S.A.D.!!!" See I told you she's gonna say that, I know her to well and a hyper-active Carly is very much hard to control.

"Don't get all hyper on me Carls, it may be a joke for all I know." I sat down on the couch with ham making its way to my mouth then I saw my ham sandwich on the floor, well no harm in eating now, Mr. Ham Bucket was out.

"Sam, put down the ham and talk. When, why, where, and how? Since we know the who is a secret." She was squealing. My gosh.

"Ugh, before lunch, I don't know, locker, left there in a box." But I would never put my ham down.

"Aw, Mr. Ham Bucket for Ms. Sam Puckett. That's very cute." She was holding Mr. Bucket.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

"We gotta find this secret admirer of yours!" She said excitedly.

"I don't wanna!" I do but still.

"Oh you know you do, don't deny it!" I can't believe Carly knows me to well. I didn't say anything; I just took Mr Bucket from her. That's all the gesture she needed to yell out "Yey!"

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Sunday, January 31

Secret Admirer's POV

Hmm. I gotta find something special for her, every present counts! I was in the mall looking for her perfect presents when I happen to stumble on this novelty shop where they sold really cool stuff! And when I saw that ham stuff toy I knew it suited her very well. I happily paid the cashier and went out. I then took out my list and crossed out number one and scribble something I would write on the note that comes with it.

I hope she will like this.

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So, there you go, sorry if there were errors gramatically or otherwise. I really hope I didn't disappoint. So, poop me a review alright? :)

Lysa outta here.. :)