"What causes you to come to Ridgeway?" Sam blushed at this, but kept walking. "Not much of a talker, eh?" Carly turned annoyed.

"Freddie!" she warned. Turning to a room, marked two-forty-eight. Cutting off any further conversation.

"Hello, Ms. Briggs." Carly greeted the redheaded Choir teacher with a smile. She smiled a smile back. Noticing Sam.

"Is this the transfer student?"

"Yes, Ma'am. She is in your singing program."

"Ah, yes. Welcome aboard, Ms. Puckett. Great to have another singer in our presence." Sam blushed.

"Thank you."

"Why don't you sing, Samantha." Freddie smirked, as Carly smacked him.

"Excellent idea! Fredward. Please, sing something, Samantha."

"A-alright. Just an excerpt. This is from the song I'm Coming Home. Clearing her throat, and closing her eyes, she began to sing.

I'm coming home,

I'm coming home,

Tell the world, I'm coming home.

Let the pain, wash away. All the pain from yesterday.

I know my kingdom awaits, and they've forgotten my mistakes.

I'm coming home, I'm coming home.

The the world I'm coming home...

Freddie, Carly, and Ms. Briggs, stared in awe. Her voice was so angelic and haunting. Ms. Briggs applauded. Smiling.

"Welcome again, Samantha. Ridgeway Choir will be pleased to have you!"

"Thank you for your kindness. It means so much to me!"

"Not a problem. Come in and practice whenever you like!"

"Come on, the lunch bell is going to ring." Carly said noticing the time.

"Okay. Come along, Samantha." Freddie insisted. The walk to the lunch hall was quiet. The sneaking eyes of Sam and Freddie, was all others would've seen.

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Seated at there own table outside, Freddie spoke. A piece of pizza leaning toward his lips. Carly was at the smoothie bar ordering a smoothie.

"Where did a girl like you get a voice like that?" Sam caught eyes with the boy across from her.

"When I was younger, My mother used to sing. I never knew why. It was the same sad melody, over and over. But her voice was so hauntingly addictive. I couldn't get enough. She was my biggest inspiration."

"My mother died when I was two. I didn't know much of her. My Uncle Adam took me in, and sent me here." Sam put a supporting hand on the boys shoulder.

"Thank you for telling me about your mother. It must be hard. I'm terribly sorry for your loss. I'm sure she loves you. And she is so proud of you." whispered the blonde.

His eyes locked on Sam's warm expression. Smiling slightly. Sam's heart beat unnaturally fast.

"I have the great pleasure of being one of the first people to meet you. Carly is lucky to have such a lovely cousin, such as yourself in the family. It's a sin I haven't met you sooner." Freddie leaned in, resting his hand on hers, staring into her eyes. She blushed deeply.

"I-Uh, have to go to the bathroom. Excuse me."

"Polite, and a sweetheart. You just get better and better, don't you, my dear? Don't worry, I'll release the vixen in you yet." Freddie mumbled staring at the shy beauty. Carly sat down turning her attention towards Freddie.

"Where did Sam go?"

"The bathroom." Smirked the boy.

"Freddie, Don't hurt her! Please. She's very easily led."

"That's what I like. I can easily lead her too my bed."

"Freddie." Carly warned.

"Oh Carly. You're cousin obviously isn't a little girl anymore. She can make her own decisions."

"But I don't want her to be near you! You would seriously hurt her!"

"Maybe with the first couple thrusts. But I'll release the inner lover sooner or later."

"Stop that! She isn't a whore. I won't have her treated as such."

"Carly. She likes me. Face it. Before the year is up, she'll be deflowered beautifully and she will see how sexy and seductive she really is."

"Is that a bet?" Carly asked.

"Indeed. If you can persuade her to not fuck me. I will never come on to you again."

"If you win? And she loses her virginity?" she questioned.

"I get to fuck you one more time." Carly looked over towards Sam. This was for her benefit. She knew it. She gazed to her best friends deep brown eyes. Sighing, she nodded.

"Fine." He smirked deviously.

"Exellent. Not to worry. I'll take care of her. She's a beautiful girl. Once I get her into bed, and make her scream, rubbing her pussy won't feel the same."

"You're disgusting."

"Blatantly honest."

"We'll see who wins, Fredward Benson."

"Yes we will, Carlotta Shay."

Freddie's eyes lingered on Sam. Thinking of her screaming his name. Made his cock stir in his slacks, stifling back a moan, he locked eyes with her. Moving his fingers so they massaged the pulsing muscle through his uniform pants. Carly didn't notice.

Unfortunately, Sam didn't either.