Hey. Whaddup! Well, if you're wondering why I'm doing this story: I LOVE STORIES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH TRAVELING. YEAUH. it's awesome. LOL, Okay well enough about me, here's the 2nd chapter!

Sam's P.O.V.

I'm packing. Yes. I'm packing. Going on a cruise around the world. Take a break from reality. It stresses me. Blah. Anyway, I'm packing packing packing. Singing while i'm packing. You ain't running because I'm I'm I'm packing.

Cool song right? Thanks, I know. I pack shirts, pants, shorts, tank tops, a couple of sundresses... Shoes, curling iron, (haha.), underwear, etc... and, of course, FAT CAKES! Low fat fat cakes, of course. Hehe. I'm packed. Ready to go! Woot Woot!

I met up with Frediffer at Ridgeway high school where we took the bus to get to the port. I sat next to him, I had to. Eh. Whatever. "Wait! Fredwart! I want the window seat! Move over!" I shoved him into the next seat, then I sat comfortably next to the window. "Yay."

"Was that really necessary... Samantha?"

I glared at him, "What, did you you just say? Huh?"

"Oh, nothing nothing." He replied.

"Yes you did! You did say something."

"Yeah, but it wasn't important Samantha."

"That's what you said. You said Samantha. It's Sam. SAAAAAAAAAAM."

"Samantha."

"Is it too hard to say? It's SAM. Not Samantha, SAM."

"Okay, SAAAAAAAAAAAAAM."

"Having trouble saying my name? What? You need mommy's help to pronounce it?"

"Whatever Sam."

"Much better."

I win. I win the argument. Like always. Haha, he thinks he can actually beat me at our arguments. Nope. Because Momma always wins.

Freddie's P.O.V.

I lost our argument again. Ugh. Why does she always win?

I look over at her. She has her window open causing her soft, blonde curls fly all over the place. Then one strand went SMACK to my face. Lingering there, I sniffed the scent of her hair, Strawberries. How girly. Just kidding. She actually looks cute. Woah. Did I just say that? I'm not gonna deny it, she looks pretty, and I may have feelings for her. That's why, on the cruise, I'm gonna find out if she may have feelings for me. Good plan me.

We got to the port where the big cruise ship was there, floating on the sparkling blue ocean. The ocean kinda reminds me of Sam's eyes. It like, hypnotizes you because once you look at her eyes, you can't look away.

The blonde-headed demon snapped me out of my thoughts. "Fredwart! Look! The big cruise ship we're gonna go on!"

I smiled, "Yeah, it is pretty big right? And plus, I haven't been on a ship before and neither have you so I guess we're both pretty excited?"

"Yeah. I am pretty excited," she smiled back.

"Yeah."

We got off the bus and into the cruise ship.

Mrs. Briggs's horrible voice echoed throughout the ship. "POINTLESS CHILDREN LISTEN UP." She cleared her throat, "Everybody form a single-file line to get your keys to the cabin. There will be 2 girls and boys in each cabin. Once you get your key, there will be a cabin number on it. Read it, and proceed to your cabin where you'll meet you cabin mates."

Sam's P.O.V.

I wonder who my cabin mates will be. They should be someone who's not irritating. Oh well. I guess
I could deal with it.

Guess not.

You know who's in my cabin? So there's Alicia, (A/N I made up that name (: So uh yeah.) Gibby, and him. HIM. FREDDIE. That annoying tech-geek producer. WHY!

Whatever. I'd rather die.

The ship started to sail on the water.

We settled into the room, which was actually beautiful. There were 2 bunk beds that were placed each on the two walls, one on the left wall, one on the right wall. A bathroom straight ahead, where there were already supplies in there. (Yaay.) And a closet, which was big enough to fit my whole duffel bag in there. I threw it in. A nice multi-colored fuzzy rug in the middle, where there was a table and 4 chairs. Oh, and two lamps hung on the wall, where underneath it, were two bedside tables. It looked really nice.

"Woah." All 4 of us said in unison.

"Well, all of us should settle in and get ready for dinner."

Dinner. My favorite meal of the day. Mostly because that's when a feast is ready. Omnomnomnomnom.

"Okay then, me first." I said, as I grabbed my towel and some clothes.

About 30 minutes late I was all ready, with my hair all curled up, and I dressed casually, wearing only some short shorts and a tank top. It was pretty hot still. Then that's where I caught Frediffer checkin' me out. "What're you starin' at, Fredwart?"

He blushed lightly "Oh, um, nothing, nothing, I should go… go get ready." He put a fake smile on. Of course me, I wasn't convinced, but I just shrugged it off. I hope none of this dilly dally will happen again.

After he showered, he had a black shirt on showing the outlines of his abs—woah woah woah, what? The geek's got abs? And those muscles…? Nope! I'm still stronger. But he does actually look quite good though. No no no, Sam, you don't think he looks good. I looked away. He's a dork, you're enemy, well uh, frenemie. And he wore some washed-up jeans. After Fredilina, Gibby came out, almost wearing the same thing as the dork, but his shirt had designs on it. Then came Alicia, the girly-girl who's really nice, she wore a sundress and had a purse in hand, with a flower on top of it that matched the flower on top of her orange hair.

"Shall we go?" She asked us. I nodded.

"Yeah, let's go."

After dinner, I grabbed the bottom bunk bed and decided to sleep. But I was having a hard time. I guess the others were too because when I groaned, Freddie, Alicia, and Gibby asked, "Having a hard time sleeping too?"

"Yeeeeeeeeeah."

"Well… you guys wanna play a game?" Alicia suggested.

"Sure, what kind of game?" Gibby asked.

"Um… Oh! I know. Okay, I'll put our names with different colors on paper. Whichever name you pick out, you have to do the thing that corresponds to the color. Red is kiss on the cheek, Yellow is kiss on the lips, Green is French-kissing, Purple is where French-kissing, but you move your lips to their neck and wherever else. Oh, and I'll add an extra, it's gonna be blue, where you have to slap the person on the face. Each kiss has to last 11 seconds or more."

"Um… I do-" Freddie started.

Alicia cut him off. "Let's get started!"

Freddie's P.O.V.

So now we're playing this insane game that Alicia wants to play. Well, doesn't hurt right?

I picked one up, "Alicia, red." I reached over and kissed her on the cheek, 11 seconds.

"Okay, Gibby, your turn." She said.

"Uh… Alicia, yellow." Gibby turned to kiss Alicia on the lips for 11 seconds.

"Okay, Sam, your turn." She said, sweetly.

"Um…" Sam picked a paper out of the box, "Gibby, blue." She smirked, and slapped Gibby right in the face.

"Alica," Gibby said, "why'd you have to put blue?"

"For fun." She replied rather quickly. "Okay, my turn!" She got out a piece of paper. "Gibby, green." Gibby looked pleased. They sat there, French-kissing for 11 seconds. Sam and I constantly looked at each other with disgusted looks on our faces.

"Well, that was… weird. Alicia, you're a good kisser." Gibby told her after 11 seconds were up.

"Oh, why thank you Gibby!" Alicia replied to her. "Alright Freddie, your turn!"

I picked a paper up, and looked nervous. "Um… Sam, green…" I looked at her. She was wide-eyed. I leaned over at her and connected her lips to mine. She kissed me back, which I never thought she would do. Her lips tasted so sweet and it was so moist… Time to kick it up a notch. I ran my tongue over her bottom lip for permission to enter her mouth. Approved, she opened her mouth and I entered my tongue into it. I finally found her tongue and we were French-kissing for who-knows-how-long.

"Um… guys… you've been French-kissing for like… oh I don't know… 2 minutes…" Alicia interrupted.

We broke apart, blushing at each other.

"Uh…" Sam said, but I cut her off.

"Sam, you're a good kisser." I smirked at her.

"Um… Thanks." She said, and even though it was dark in the room, only a candle to light up the center of the cabin, I could see her blush.

Actually, I enjoyed the kiss…

Sam was actually enjoying the game because she kept picking Gibby's name with the color blue.

We carried on, still playing, and we got to the last piece of paper.

Sam's P.O.V.

We got to the last piece. There were a total of 40 pieces of paper, 10 pieces of paper for each person. I only got picked out 9 times… and it was Freddie's turn.

Uh-oh.

He picked the paper up, "Sam, purple…" he gulped.

"Uh…" I said.

He leaned closer… and closer… and closer… and finally his warm lips found its way to my lips again… We French-kissed, for I don't know, he got carried away with it. Licking and kissing my neck and jaw. 5 minutes, Alicia counted. We broke apart. I felt myself blush.

This was an interesting night.

Sorry if it was so OOC. But yaaaaaaaaay! Second chapter done, and plus, it's super long well, 1,654 words.! :D LOLOLOL. Yeauh. Oh and... sorry if some are out of character. :p
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