Author's Note: FANFICTION FANS! How's the weather? My schedule has finally opened up for a little bit which means I am finaly able to write a little more. After careful deliberation the title of the chapter stays and some changes are made and will continue to be made. I hope that my viewers have caught a glimpse of chapter one and hope that none of my supporters have left me. All who have thanx for putting up with me. Anyway ON TO CHAPTER 2!

Chapter 2: iCan't Forget

(Freddie's POV)

BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP!

I woke up from my sleep, or lack therof. I spent most of the day continuing to ponder everything. Obviously one of the reasons why I couldn't sleep. Sam continued to haunt my mind. And I knew that being in the same school at the same time would be the most difficult in the world, especially knowing that she is how she is now and she looks how she looks now. I mean she's turned down people when they found out we broke up but at the same time, I haven't really made myself available. Part of me was thinking maybe I should, but I knew that I was nowhere near as confident as Carly or Sam. However I had shown a lot more confidence before and when we had dated. As I got dressed I thought about it.

(Flashback 1)
(Sam is sitting outside the courtyard at school)
Freddie: (pops his head through the door) Yo-yo.
Sam: Carly send you to find me?
Freddie: (goes outside and closes door) Nope
Sam: Oh so you don't know we had a little argument?
Freddie: (leans against the wall) She told me about your little argument. I just said she didn't tell me to come find you.
Sam: Good!
Freddie: But Carly's right!
(Sam Groans)
Freddie: Groan all you want!
Sam: I don't care what your stupid pear app says about me being in love. I'm not into Brad like that!
Freddie: (stands up and approaches Sam) Lately, every time I tell you that Brad and I are doing something together, you wanna come hang with us.
Sam: And that means I'm in love with him?
Freddie: Well you hate me!
Sam (quietly) I never said I hate you.
Freddie: (high voice) YEAH YOU HAVE! Like nine hundred times. I still have the birthday card you gave me that says "Happy birthday I hate you. HATE SAM!"
Sam: (frustrated) Just leeeeeeeave!
Freddie: Fine. I'll leeeeeeeave!
Sam: Bye!
Freddie: But before I go...
Sam: (Snaps. Gets up and points to the door) That's it, get outta here before I do a double fist dance on your face!
Freddie: You can threated your double fist face dancing all you want. But carly's still right. (More gently) I know it's scary to put your feelings out there. 'Cause you never know if the person you like is gonna like you back. Everyone feels that way. But you know know, what might happen if you don't...
(Sam pulls Freddie closer to her and kisses him for about 11 seconds)
Freddie: (In shock) I...Wh...
Sam: Sorry...
Freddie: It's cool...

Another dream I continued to have. I knew I was in love with Sam still. But I also knew as stubborn as she was, if I were to tell her, she'd never go for it. I mean she has never been one to admit feelings...hell it took her awhile to say that she loved me the day we broke up. Now I knew I couldn't go to school. I needed a change. I couldn't be around her or them any longer...it would be just to painful...

(Sam's POV)

I had looked through the school. It was still early enough where I could. I don't know why but ever since Freddie and I dated I've been coming to school early and been taking care to be caught up in all my work. I can honestly say because of him my GPA has increased dramatically. I kept it up after we broke up, but for some reason I just didn't feel right today. Like something in my biorythmn or the force or whatever told me that there was something wrong. Something wrong with Freddie. I called his phone. I heard the tone four times before I heard, "Hey it's Freddie," then I heard my voice "And Sam," Freddie then took over again, "Leave a message after the tone." I then started to speak, "Yo Freddude, it's Sam. Hey where are you? You're normally the first man at school. Anyway call me back soon, um Carly's...concerned. Well, bye." I then pressed the end button on my phone, wondering why Freddie wasn't here. What could possibly be the reason why he wouldn't come to school? And why didn't he change his voice message?

(Freddie's POV)

I did some roaming around Seattle pondering what I should do next. I knew I couldn't be here. After doing some figuring on my laptop and planner, I knew that I could leave right now and be sufficient for myself, considering that I had just sold my 3-dimensional ideas to Seattle Optical Research and was making a substansial commission from it as a result, something I never told the world about. After doing that, packing my guitar and a extra bag, I knew I had to make a call. There was still one thing that I had to do...

(Author's Note): So this marks the end of chapter two. Please continue to read and review and please don't flame me. Please continue to support shadow21.