My response to the Kryptonite Challenge from the Tequila Mockingbird ;)

This is going to be a filler kind of chapter not much Seddie… just Patrice going on and on and on. Haha. Okay so there's Seddie in the end. Just in a diff way… haha… you'll see when you read what Patrice is talking about ;)

BTW something about Patrice before you read this chapter and think shes insane, she's fun and cool to hang out with but is a serious person and not someone to cross lines with.

Oh and you wont be reading much about Carly in the story.

Day one… Sunday


"Call me when you guys need to be picked up. Have fun!" Spencer shouted as he drove away, leaving both Sam and Freddie standing in front of the studio.

"What do you think we're going to do today?" Freddie asked her as they made their way towards the studio.

"How do you think would I know?" Sam shot back in a bored tone.

He was just trying to start a conversation... But she just won't help him with that. He let out a frustrated sigh.


"Oh you two are here. Good, I need the two of you to follow me." Patrice said as she waved the two of them over.

They walked into an office of some sort and Patrice gestured for them to sit down on the two chairs in front of a desk-like table.

Patrice took her seat opposite them and then gave them a sheet with their schedule on them.

"Those are your schedules for the week. You see that we are shooting pretty much 2 scenes a day, except for the chase scenes and that we are shooting two commercials. I thought that it would be better if we had two commercials don't you agree?" She didn't give them the time to response as she kept on going on.

"Okay, so today you two will be fitting costumes today and after that I'll tell you about the commercial." Patrice said businesslike.

Sam and Freddie nodded, unsure of what to do.

"Your dressing rooms are at the end of this hallway." Patrice gave them a warm smile and waved them off the door.


"I swear that girl is bipolar." Sam muttered.

Freddie let out a chuckle as they headed off towards the 'end of the hallway'. "Yeah, she could go from being so businesslike and then cheery and such so fast."

This time Sam let out a chuckle until they reached two doors. One with "Sam Puckett" on it and the other "Freddie Benson", printed on a piece of paper then stuck to the door. They gave each other a nod then went to their respective doors only to be greeted by each other.

"I don't even get the point of two doors." Sam muttered as she looked over the wide room that was cut in half by a wall that only went from 10 feet away from the door until 10 feet away from the end of the wall.

"Hey!" Out of nowhere a lady, around 25-ish came out and walked over to the two of them. "I'm taking the two of you as Sam and Freddie. I'm Jasmine, the commercial's stylist." She beamed as she held out her hand.

Sam and Freddie hesitantly shook it and gave her a small smile.

"Okay, so on with the costume fitting." She said as she walked over to the 2 large racks at the end of the room the one on the farthest back, resting on the wall, was the whole length of the room, going from the end of Freddie's side to the end of Sam's. The other rack, the one in front of it, was about the same length but it was cut in half, so that people could access the inside rack. Both racks were full of clothes.

"Do we even need all of this clothes?" Freddie asked incredulously.

"No, not really." Jasmine said as she handed them both three ensembles each. "Now hurry up and change. You have a lot of clothes to try on, and I need to see which ones we should use." She said as she shoved them towards the changing rooms.


Throughout the costume fitting Sam would usually remark on Freddie's outfit, whether it was a snide remark, and insult, or an unnoticed compliment. Freddie pretty much did the same thing, but keeping it to a bare minimum.

The costume fitting took forever for the two teens. Even though Sam's inner girl was enjoying it she herself was getting tired of the mountains of clothing that Jasmine was giving her and Freddie.

Soon enough they were saved by Patrice.

"Jasmine you could stop now, it's getting late and I still have to run over the commercial with them." Patrice said as she entered the room.

Sam jumped out of the dressing room clutching a black and red plaid skirt and a white tank top and black jacket ensemble on her hands, obviously just about to put them on. "We're done?" She asked gleefully, and without even waiting for a response she dropped the clothes on the floor and started to do some random dancing.

Patrice and Jasmine chuckled at the sight and Freddie poked his head out, he was halfway to dressing up seeing that he had no shirt on.

"We're done?" He asked with a grin. Patrice just nodded with a smile and then he went on to dressing up.

Soon enough he stepped out, fully dressed and Sam was still random dancing. He grinned softly at the sight.

Patrice smiled at Freddie's expression. "How about you two go and call up whoever is picking you up? The briefing won't take long."

The two teens nodded and left the room. Jasmine had already started to fix the mess of clothes.

"Mr. Daniels picked the right people. I could definitely see the raw chemistry between them." Jasmine smiled as she hung some clothes on the rack.

"Everybody could see it except for those two." Patrice chuckled as she gave Jasmine a final wave and stepped out of the room.

"See ya in a few Spence." Sam said as she concluded her phone call.

"To my office?" Patrice said as she gestured her hand towards her office.


The two sat down on the chairs that they were sitting on just a few hours ago.

"Okay, so as you have seen on the schedule there's a mall scene, which we would be shooting here, a beach scene, which we would be shooting on an actual beach, a house scene, well a couple of them, which again we would be shooting here and a lot of other stuff. Now you two might want to know what's going to happen." She said back to being businesslike. "The first commercial starts with you, Freddie, in 'your room' putting on Kryptonite. Then the scene changes to the mall. Sam, you just got off your shift at your job on the mall and then you walk out and see Freddie, and since here in the commercial you like him…" Patrice was cut off with a loud exhale from Sam, obviously disagreeing but she has handle far too many times like this so she was prepared. "There would be no backing out or changes in this commercial." Patrice boomed.

She was so serious that Sam kept her mouth shut. Freddie remained silent throughout the whole time, but a small smirk appeared on his face.

"Back to the commercial, you will see him and there are a lot of girls around him, obviously entranced by his smell." Freddie turned to Sam and smirked at her. Sam, knowing better than interrupt Patrice again remained silent and kept on looking forward. "Freddie, you too like Sam in this commercial, so you go after her." She gave Freddie a you-better-not-interrupt look and his mouth remained shut. "you just go after her but its like she doesn't even notice you following her around to the different places that you could find there on the schedule. Then the first commercial ends on the beach, where she finally turns and sees you etcetera, we'll go into more details during the shoot."

Patrice took a deep breath. "Now for the second commercial, it would start on a park, Sam, you would walk by him and greet him with a 'hey', then, since that he likes you, he takes out a smaller bottle of Kryptonite and spray himself and then go after you, a lot of girls trying to catch up to him and or get his attention, but he's just following you. You are aware of this, and you just smile and avoid him, he goes one direction and you go to the exact opposite etcetera, and then every time you pass him you take a nice whiff of his scent and smile. Then this scene will end in front of a house, which will be shot here in the studio."

Patrice took another deep breath, reaching the conclusion of her speech. "I expect to see the two of you here by 9AM sharp every day. I will not accept excuses of being late or gone whatsoever unless it is a life or death situation. Now, as you may have noticed the beach and the house scene are to be shot last. Those are the two very important scenes of the commercials." She paused as if thinking of something. Then giving up and relaxing her features, happy, perky Patrice back in her place.

"Okay… so can we go now?" Freddie asked nervously.

"Oh yeah sure. See you tomorrow guys!" Patrice grinned perkily. As she too grabbed her bag and stuff.

Sam and Freddie gave her their goodbyes and were just about to leave when Patrice suddenly remembered something.

"Oh yeah! Before I forget!" She said grinning happily.

Sam and Freddie's eyebrows rose.

"You guys HAVE to kiss at the beach scene AND the house scene." She said perkily, grinning from ear to ear.

"We have to what?!" The two shouted simultaneously.

If it was possible Patrice's grin grew bigger. "Remember, no backing out of the commercial and it's permanent too. Bye guys!" She said as she walked out of the door leaving two very shocked teens in her office.


Again, my updating depends on the story response :D

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