Sam's POV

"Ok goodnight Princess." He smiled and kissed my cheek.

"Goodnight nub, see ya tomorrow." I grinned back.

I watched as he walked towards his car and drove off. With that, I opened the door to my apartment and went in. I figured that my mom had not returned home from her job yet. Yes, my mom got a job.

Whoop-dee-doo.

Who thought that this day would come when my mom actually got a job? Well, it is all Carly's credit. It was her idea for my mom and I to go to the therapist every week. She became a better parent and woke up to her senses that it is her responsibility to take care of her twin daughters. So now, my mom and I are go pretty good terms. We did not fight as often as we used to, she made sure that I have something to eat at least 3 times a day; pays all the electrical and water bills. All those things that a parent should do. Melanie was also glad that our mom became a better person, not coming home drunk everyday and wearing bikini around that house for no apparent reason.

And my grades are getting better. I realized that for me to get into the same college as Freddie and Carly, I have to pass my streaming examination next year. So I bucked up, did my homework and assignments on time, and make sure to pass all my tests. Even though I still constantly talk back to the teachers, they were relieved that I became a better student. I could not have done that without the help from my boyfriend and best friend. I owe it all to them.

Me and Carls are better than ever. We sometimes fight over trivial matters, but we do not get into huge fight anymore. And I really want it to stay that way. I love my best friend.

And the best thing that happened to me was my boyfriend. Yes, Fredward Karl Benson. It all started back at the lock in. After the long, awkward silence outside the school, I tried to run away from him. But I felt his hand tugging at my arm, trying to pull me towards him…

Flashback

"When did you start to have feelings for me?" he managed to breathe out.

"… since I saw you and Carly dancing on the night of the girl's choice dance" I looked down at my feet and played with my fingers.

"You saw?" his eyes almost popped out.

"Yeah, and I felt my heart broke into millions of pieces. I was devastated. Then, I realized I actually had feelings for you."

"I don't know what to say…"

"You don't have to Benson" I told him. "I know where this is going. You just wanna be friends, we should go back to our enemy-ship and you will continue to love Carly. I don't wanna go through this rejection part."

"Sam, listen, I got over Carly almost a year ago." He continued. "I've moved on."

"But that doesn't mean me, does it? I know you don't mean me, I mean, I constantly beat you up, make fun on you. I always make your life miserable. Who would want a girl li—"

"Look Sam, listen to me! Stop reproaching yourself. You are a beautiful, funny, most awesome girl I have ever known. And this may sound crazy but, I think I actually enjoy your tortures. It's like a way we communicate with each other."

"I still feel like a doofus liking a dork that will never like me back…"

"Don't you get what I am saying? Samantha Puckett, I like you!"

"Really?" I was taken aback by what he said. "Or is it just sympathy?" a frown immediately formed upon my face.

"No no no no! I have liked you since our kiss, I tried to get over you since then because I knew you wouldn't like me. I didn't that I stood a chance."

"I was afraid I was not good enough for you…"

"You, are too good for me." I was smiling like a love struck fool.

He leaned in and we kissed for about ten seconds. From then on, we decided to go on a date to see if we worked out.

End Flashback

And apparently, our relationship is stronger than ever.

Having a relationship with Freddie is the best thing that has ever happened to me. As corny as this may sound, but I think that he complete me. Like seriously, I am the bully that is obnoxious, but he is the kind nerd that helps me keep grounded. He puts up with my constant tortures, I bet no guy like him will be able to handle torture, Mama's style. Who knew a Benson boy could make a Puckett girl so happy?

So far, I am absolutely very contented with my life. Everything seems so perfect. It felt like nothing could destroy my happiness. I have a great mother, an awesome best friend, a good chance of getting a good career, and the best boyfriend ever.

What could go wrong?

A/N: Hullo! :) I just wanna thank all my readers who have been reading my stories, and reviewing them. Everyday when I receive emails about people reviewing, adding my stories to your favorites or even me as your favorite author makes me so happy(: thanks guys, you rock so hard! I promise to update asap:)