Later, decked in sweat pants and a shirt of Jason's, Sam sat on the leather couch in the Quatermaine living room and looked through Carly's camera. They all looked great. If you didn't know them all that well, you might actually think they were dating and enjoying it. They were in a slightly different position each picture. There were several where she was sitting in his lap smiling, sitting with her head on his shoulder, "cuddling". But even though she loathed to admit it, the best one was the one in the rain.

She sneezed and sniffled.

It really looked like the picture was taken just before a kiss took place. Their lips were mere inches apart. Carly had even gotten Jason running back to her and Courtney, with Sam in his arms.

"Hey." Courtney said sitting down next to her, tucking her feet underneath her.

"Hey. I was just looking at the pictures. Carly did a good job." She said as Courtney leaned over and looked through them with her.

"That really is a beautiful picture." Courtney smiled. When Sam and Jason had posed for that picture, Courtney had to fight a flurry of irrational panic. They had looked too good together, too comfortable. She looked just a little too right in his arms.

"Yeah, it is." Sam agreed, just as Carly walked into the spacious living room, pulling her blonde locks into a messy semblance bun.

"Jase is getting dried and dressed so I ordered pizza with his credit card." She grinned mischievously, holding the card between two fingers and doing a little shimmy of her hips.

"Good girl." Sam laughed before sneezing again.

This was going to get annoying.

"I thought so." Carly said flopping on the couch on the other side of Sam. Both of the blondes wrapped their arms around the brunette and looked at the pictures with her some more.

"When do we get the pictures, oh great one?" Sam asked throwing Carly a side long glance.

"I'm hoping tonight. Tomorrow at the latest." She said leaning her head on the back of the couch and letting go of Sam. She closed her eyes and sighed. "I'm so tired." She moaned.

"Me too." Sam admitted lying her head on Courtney's shoulder. Courtney lay her head on top of Sam's and minutes later, they were all dozing.

They were quite a site for Jason when he walked in a few minutes later. It was almost laughable. There was Courtney, his sweet, angelic, beautiful Courtney, dressed in a white sweater and a pair of blue jeans. Next to her was Sam. Sam was beautiful, but in a different way. Her dark hair clashed with Carly and Courtney's blonde. With her delicately shaped features and killer, dark eyes, a guy would have to be blind not to think she was beautiful. She was beautiful in a different way then Courtney though. While Courtney was innocently beautiful, Sam was more of a subtly sexy beautiful. And even he had to admit…his clothes looked cute on her. Then there was Carly. Hot tempered, confident, 'do whatever it takes' Carly. She was confident to the outside world, but to Jason she would always be the girl that was hiding her pain and fear. He, Courtney, and maybe Sam, though he doubted it, knew the real Carly. The hot tempered, scared, insecure, little girl who loved to act like she had control. She was fiery beautiful. He actually used to joke that she would have made a good red head. He loved her to death, and would do anything for her…. which is obviously how he got conned into this predicament. The doorbell rang and he turned from the living room and answered the door.

"Jason Quatermaine?"

"Yes?" he asked.

"Here is your pizza." The pizza man said. "That'll be $24.32."

"I didn't…" he trailed off in confusion.

Of course.

He smirked and handed the guy fifty dollars and closed the door quickly. Walking back into the living room where the girls were still dozing, he flopped the boxes of pizza onto the coffee table with a thud. "Your pizza is here." He said loudly. Carly and Courtney instantly jerked awake, but Sam remained sleeping.

"What's with her?" Jason asked

"She's probably just exhausted. It's been a tiring day for her after all." Courtney said smiling up at him. He leaned down and pecked her on the lips chastely. Carly leaned back and snorted, rolling her eyes.

"What?" Courtney asked frowning at her. She rolled her eyes towards the couple.

"You call that a kiss?" she scoffed, "Please. I've seen pigeons peck each other with more passion than that kiss right there."

"Well, luckily we aren't in a kissing contest, huh?" Jason asked frowning harshly at her. He really needed to get her back into the dating game. Seriously, who was available? Hmm, maybe Nikolas. Then again, she and Nikolas weren't exactly on friendly terms after he had cheated on Courtney last year. Jax was out too. Carly had actually seen him going at it with this Elizabeth chick on their six month anniversary. Jason looked at Sam again and the frown on his face became etched even deeper. Courtney noticed this and felt the slow rise of panic in her stomach.

"Are you sure she's alright?" Jason asked striding over and placing a hand on the top of her forehead. "She's burning up." he murmured. He turned to Carly in repressed agitation. "You realize this is all your fault, right?" he snapped.

"My fault? How is it my fault she's sick?" Carly gasped, scooting close to Sam and snuggling against her. Sam's skin was burning against Carly's. "You know what, never mind. Just go call the doctor." She glared at Jason who wasn't moving. "Now…go!"

"Call the doctor? Carly, wake up! Both of my parents are doctors!"Jason said angrily. He glared one more time at her before casting a worried glance to Sam and leaving the living room. Courtney draped a blanket over Sam once Carly had stood up and began pacing. She sat on the floor next to the couch and stared at Sam intently. Sam's breath was coming in sort of short gasps and she did look a bit flushed. Courtney bit her lip to stop groaning and glanced at the ceiling saying a silent prayer. Carly continued to pace back and forth. Jason was right, as always. It was her fault Sam was sick. She never should have made her go outside in the cold rain, dressed in practically nothing.

Got guilt?

"Carly, will you please stop pacing?" Sam asked from her bed. "I'm fine. It's not your fault. I just have a little cold."

"What?"Carly asked shaken out of her thoughts, "Oh, no. I know that. I was just thinking of the next step of our plan. Because I just thought of a complication."

"And what is that?" Sam asked, reaching for the Kleenex's on her bed. She blew her nose, and peered up at Carly with inquisitive eyes that were slightly bright with fever.

"Well, eventually Elizabeth is going to try to seduce Jason. What are we going to do about that?" Carly asked sitting on the edge of the bed. They were at the Lake House that Sam lived in with her mother and on again- off again boyfriend Ric.

Ric creeped Carly out. There was something about him that put her at unease. Some of the things that he said made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. The things he said always seemed to have a double meaning that she couldn't quite figure out.

"I don't know. I guess we could just tell him not to fall for it." she trailed off thinking.

"Not good enough. That slut can do, and I mean that literally, anybody, anytime she wanted. I bet you ten bucks that if she had known that Courtney and Jase were dating she would have tried to get him in the sack already. Not that he would have fallen for it, hopefully. Jason is faithful."

"Good. Because I wouldn't want my fake boyfriend cheating on me." Sam said smirking.

"Very funny." Carly said back in annoyance. "Jason is at school, though. With the pictures of you two in his locker and one will just happen to slip out of it when he opens it right in front of the two biggest gossips in the school."

"Very clever." Sam nodded.

"I agree." Carly agreed. "I should be recognized for my brilliance more often."

Sam laughed loudly, but stopped when she saw Carly looking at her questioningly. "Oh, you were serious?" she asked in mock surprise.

Carly threw a pillow at her.

Jason took a deep breath and rolled his eyes. He really didn't want to do this. He saw the two girls, a red head and a blonde. He forced a smile on to his face and prayed it didn't look like a grimace. "Hi," he said stopping in front of both of them. The stopped their chattering and looked at him in wonder and glee.

"Hi," the red head said breathlessly. This was junior history for their small school. No senior ever talked to a junior unless they were related or a friend of a friend of a friend.

"You guy's are juniors, right?" he said still smiling and gesturing for them to come closer to his locker. They both nodded enthusiastically, staring at him intently.

"I was wondering if you could go to these classes for me? My girlfriend is sick and I want to take her the work she is missing."

Damn. Of course he was taken. All the hot ones were. Or gay.

"Yes, sure." The blonde said taking the piece of paper. As she took it a picture dropped out of his locker. She could see two people on a couch. She pretended to drop the piece of paper and grabbed the picture as she retrieved it. "We'll meet you in the parking lot in twenty minutes." She said smiling, putting her hands behind her back.

"Okay, thanks." Jason said walking off. As soon as his back was turned his smile dropped and he rolled his eyes, shaking his head.

"What were you thinking? We didn't even get to ask him who his girlfriend was." The red head, Julia, asked Marissa.

"Maybe not. But, what's a name when you have a picture?" she asked taking the picture from behind her back and looking at it. Julia leaned over her shoulder and gasped. "Oh my god! That's Sam McCall! Very big on the gossip front right now. Her boyfriend was caught making out with Elizabeth Webber and at the mall. Needless to say that he is now considered the ex. Hmm. Look's like Sam made quite an upgrade."

"Julia." Marissa said quietly.

"What," she asked still looking at the picture.

"His locker isn't shut." Marissa said, a smile in her

Julia's head shot up and sure enough the locker was just barely open. The two girls looked at each other, before smiling. They looked around the halls to make sure nobody was around before opening the locker the rest of the way. There, right in the middle, was a whole stack of pictures.

"God. How long have they been together?" Julia asked going through the pictures. "Look, at this one." She said holding up the one of them almost kissing in the rain. "I bet that's why she's sick. She was too busy making out in the rain."

"It gets better." Marissa said.

"How can it get better than this?" Julia asked slipping the picture of the almost kiss into her purse.

"Love notes," Marissa said reading one. "Listen to this one:

Jason,

Thanks for last night. I thought I would never be able to get over Seth. You definitely proved me wrong…all night. We should do it again some time.

Sam xoxox

The two girls looked at each other. "It's dated a little over three weeks ago." Marissa smiled. She grabbed another note.

Jason,

Who knew you had that much….stamina? I am definitely starting to think we have something going on here. Come over tonight. I'll wear the pink thing you seem to like tearing off of me so much.

Sam

"Listen to this one." Julia demanded.

Jason,

I agree. I think we could have something more than sex here. I'd love to go to dinner with you. We'll talk then. I hope this works out. I think we could have something special here. Something that I never had with Seth.

Sam

Jason watched them from behind a corner and had to bite back a laugh. How predictable. One of them had even stolen a picture! Ah, the price of stupidity. He took out his cell phone and called Cary's phone. She answered immediately.

"Is it working?" she asked automatically.

"Perfectly."

"Good." She smiled.

"How's oh sick one?" he asked, still peering at the girls from around the corner.

"Laughing her ass off at me. She doesn't think I'm brilliant." Carly scoffed as if the entire idea was preposterous.

"Huh. Imagine that." He smirked.

"Oh, fuck you." she laughingly griped.

"Don't I have Sam for that?"

Behind him somebody giggled.

He turned around to see Elizabeth.

"Jason? Jason?" Carly yelled. She closed her eyes and turned to Sam slowly, her mouth slightly open and stiff, "He hung up on me." She said incredulously, her eyes reopened.

Sam frowned slightly before sneezing. She plucked out another tissue, and frowned at Carly again, "Why?" she asked, sniffling.

"I don't know. But I think I heard Elizabitch laughing in the background." Sam propped herself up on her elbows and looked at Carly angrily. "What?" she asked slowly and quietly.

"Yeah, I think I heard her in the back…Sam what are you doing?" Carly asked as Sam jumped out of bed. She grabbed a hair tie and pulled her hair up into a bun and grabbed her keys off the dresser.

"Sam?" Carly asked as Sam yanked open her bedroom door and began stomping dpwn the hallway towards the stairs

"That slut! She can't even keep her hands off my fake boyfriend!" she yelled, opening the front door to the lake house roughly and stormed outside.

Carly laughed and got into the passenger seat as Sam started the car roughly.

Jason smiled at Elizabeth nervously. He had heard about all of the things that she did and none of it was all too good. Then again, talk was stupid and usually fake in this school. Besides, this sweet looking girl? How could she be as horrible as they all said? She didn't look like a slut. More like the girl next door.

Sam yanked open the door to the school hallway angrily. God! She just couldn't stay away from her men, could she? Even her fake men! She was Jason's tall form, and Elizabeth standing too close for her tastes, twirling her hair. She stalked over and pushed Elizabeth to the side. Carly smiled in sheer joy as Sam stomped over to Jason in fury, yanked him down by his shirt, and pressed her lips to his roughly. Carly thought the look on Elizabeth's face was so camera worthy! Sam pushed Jason away angrily and turned to Elizabeth who was gaping at her. "Back off." she hissed angrily.

Sam grabbed Jason's hand and all but dragged him out of the school. Once in the parking lot she turned to him in fury. He looked back at her blankly. In all truth the kiss kind of caught him off guard and he didn't want to show how much it had affected him.

"You…her…and you…God!" Sam fumed, before throwing the key's at Carly.

"You drive!" she snapped at her. She got into the passenger seat and slammed the door shut. Jason got into the backseat. He was definitely in for it now and she wasn't even his fucking girlfriend. Funny how a fake relationship got just as complicated as a real one. He sighed and braced himself for it.

"What?" Sam sighed to Carly. Carly had been staring at her smiling, and not starting the car.

"You know what this means, don't you?" she asked.

"That Jason will probably get sick?" she asked hopefully.

"Nope," Carly said smiling again, "You two kissed. In front of Elizabeth, which even I couldn't have planned better by the way, but you kissed. That means you guys can go to the next level!" she squealed.

They both turned to her sharply.

"Making out, "she explained hurriedly.

Sam looked back at Jason and groaned before leaning her head on the back of the seat.

"Okay," Sam said fidgeting with her fingers and anxiously peering into the window of Kelly's. Elizabeth and Seth were talking with their heads close together. She turned to Jason nervously. "You ready to do this?" They had gone through the plan over and over and over. They had waited till Sam was completely over her cold before making out in a very public place that Elizabeth was at. They had timed it perfectly.

"Yeah, I think the question is, are you?" he asked smirking at her. He looked over her shoulder briefly before smiling at her. "Don't look now, but our audience just noticed we better get this going."

"Oh, you are just so romantic, "she sneered. Out of nowhere he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her to them.

"Let's get this over with." He breathed right before his lips pressed against hers. Her reaction was automatic. Sam wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body to his. As soon as his lips had grazed hers, her mind had gone blank and she reacted purely on instinct. Jason's arms went around her waist, and kept her trapped to him tightly. She literally felt on fire. He walked her backwards into Kelly's and towards the counter. She kept her eyes closed as his lips pressed harshly against her own, not easing up.

"God!" she gasped out, wrapping her fingers in his hair. He picked her up and sat her on one of the bar stools. Vaguely through the thick fog in her head, she heard Carly say something, though it wasn't penetrating through the fog in her brain.

They finally pulled apart, both gasping to get air in to their lungs.

"Well," Courtney smiled from behind the counter, "As much as I personally enjoy watching our windows being fogged up, I do believe Sam has to work."

"Very true." Carly agreed grinning. "Bye, Jason. We'll keep her safe for you until ten."

Sam blushed and averted her gaze to Elizabeth and Seth, who were both flushed and wide eyed. Sam leaned over into Jason and whispered into his ear, "Look. Now do you believe the whole wide-eyed bambi thing?" she nodded her head towards the other couple. Elizabeth got even redder when Jason looked over and looked down at the table. Seth just looked pissed. After a few moments of looking at them he shook his head no. "If Carly, you, and most importantly, Courtney, think she is bad news, then I have to accept that." He said looking down at her. "See you at ten." He said before turning to walk out. Sam looked over at Carly and Courtney who both gestured for her to hurry and go to him. She jumped off the stool and ran to him. She turned him around, stood on tip toe and kissed him passionately. She knew that Seth and Elizabeth were watching her and pressed herself against Jason. He once again trapped her to him and returned her kiss with equal feverish passion. She ended their kiss and winked at him. "Something to remember me by. See you at ten." She said before skipping off to behind the counter. Once there she, Courtney, and Carly stole glances at each other at the same time and burst out laughing. They did a little handshake that they had made up in the eighth grade, before giggling again.

Once outside Jason let out the breath he had been holding and slowly began to smirk. "Wow," he murmured, touching his lips, "Some kiss." He shook his head and walked away.