Hey. So here's some mistakes that I have to point out in the last chapter. First. They are NOT seniors. They are sophomores. Second. They are going to put nails on Mrs. Briggs usual parking space. Third. If it wasn't obvious. Josh REAAAAAAAAAAAALLY likes Sam and he will play a big part in this story. ;).

Sam's POV

You know that elated feeling off doing something bad? No? Well then you're missing out on a big part of your life.

There's just a… certain thrill in it. Sometimes in the end you could regret it but sometimes you just don't. it just works that way. Anyways. I just finished placing nails on Brigg's parking space with Josh. And watched Briggs as she drove her car through and punctured the wheels of her car. Ah… phase two will happen maybe some time 3rd or 4th period… depends on which class I feel like skipping. Well… which class JOSH feels on skipping, since I'm willing to skip pretty much any class. Other than gym.

I walked lazily to my locker.

"Hey Sam!" I turned around. I didn't notice that Carly was already there. I smiled.

"Hey Carls."

"What happened to you yesterday?" Of course she would ask that. Damnit. I hated lying to her.

"I just got caught up in some things." I muttered as I placed a notebook and such on my bag. Hey, when I get bored in class I doodle.

"Oh. Okay." The thing with Carly is that she gets it when you want to drop a subject.

"Hey guys." Freddie suddenly materialized beside Carly. I sighed.

"Hey Freddie."

"Hey Fredward."

"So… Sam. Where were you yesterday?" He sounded concerned. But the thing is… like Carly, he's a good friend. He's supposed to be concerned. So there's nothing new there.

"None of your business dork!" I said a little too spitefully. I could see him visibly cringe. I immediately regretted my words. And I'm sure Carly knows that too.

"Hey Sam!" A very attractive voice called out from the hallway. Carly, Freddie, and I looked up. I smiled softly when my thoughts were confirmed. Josh was standing at the end of the hallway grinning at me. I could feel my small smile stretch out into a grin.

"See you at lunch guys." I said as I made my way to Josh.

Freddie's POV

"Are they… going out?" Carly asked. She was looking at Sam and Josh as they made their way to Literature, a class they had together. I couldn't move.

Sam… and… Josh??

Once Sam and Josh were out of sight and possible earshot the whole hallways burst into whispers.

"Josh… the… hottest guy in school… with… Sam?!" Carly said dumbstruck.

I shot her a glare that she didn't even notice. Hey. Sam is actually really pretty. She could get all of the boys' in school's attention if she wanted to. But still… Sam and… Josh?? The schools bad boy?

"Oh she is so going to spill later." Carly mumbled as she made her way to Honors English. I took one more look at where they disappeared to, and then followed Carly to Honors English.

"She's coming! She's coming!" Carly squealed as she looked through the peephole. I raised an eyebrow.

"Sure! See you tomorrow!" I heard Sam say through the door.

"He walked her home!" Carly whisper-yelled. Just then Carly wrenched the door open and dragged a very shocked looking Sam into the apartment and Carly slammed the door behind her and locked it.

Sam looked at me and raised an eyebrow but I kept my face expressionless. I was also curious about this upcoming conversation.

"Spill!!!!" Carly screeched as she sat down on the couch beside Sam grinning from ear to ear.

"What?????" Sam asked defensively. She was also grinning.

"About you and Josh!!" Carly was jumping up and down on the couch by now.

"We're just friends. Partners in crime." Sam said as she placed a hand on Carly's shoulder.

"Just friends?" Carly asked her with her eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, Carls. Just friends. I don't like him any more than that." Sam laughed.

"Psh. Uhuh. So wait! When did you guys start hanging out anyways?"

"Sunday. He bought me a smoothie." Sam blushed lightly. I could feel a knot forming in my chest.

"He so likes you!!" Carly squealed. Yeah, as if it wasn't that obvious.

"Guys I'm going to go now. Okay?" I started to make my way to the front door. It was as if they didn't even hear me. They just went on to their conversation. I was already standing by the door when I turned back around and looked back at them. Carly's back was facing me and Sam's head shot up and met my eyes for a brief second. Her eyes were unreadable. You couldn't tell if she was happy, sad… anything.

I nodded once and I walked out of their apartment, closing the door behind me.

I walked into my apartment and headed straight for my room. I logged on into my AIM and checked to see if irockusuck was online. She wasn't. I still clicked on her name and then typed a message. I know she would see it once she gets online.

alwayssohard (5:46:37 PM): hey. I… need to talk to you. I mean… crap… I dunno. I just want someone to talk to now. IM me when you get online?

I clicked send and just stared at my message. I sighed. I picked up the remote on my bedside table and plopped into my bed. I fell into my bed and switched on the TV.

Maybe some mindless TV could get my mind cleared for a while. I don't even know right now. My mind is so jumbled out. I couldn't make out any thoughts. Just… I dunno.

After about how many hours of mindless TV, which I haven't even had a clue on what I was watching, a loud message alert suddenly was emitted from my laptop.

irockusuck (8:57:45 PM): hey. You okay?

I stood up and walked towards my laptop and typed. My brain is still an incoherent jumble of emotions and thoughts.

alwayssohard: hey.

alwayssohard: no.

alwayssohard: not really

irockusuck: what happened?

alwayssohard: I don't want to talk about it…

alwayssohard: I just need to talk to someone

irockusuck: ooohh..

irockusuck: okay…

irockusuck: but you know that you can tell me anything right?

alwayssohard: definitely.

alwayssohard: but I just cant right now.

alwayssohard: my mind is too jumbled…

irockusuck: oooohh…

irockusuck: okay then.

irockusuck: so what do you want to talk about? :-)

I smiled. She just really understands me, irockusuck I mean. She just knows when I want to 'talk' or when I just want to talk.

I don't know. It may have been forever but suddenly I wasn't feeling as bad as I was how long ago. Sure I'm still a bit bothered by it… but still.

irockusuck: hey…

irockusuck: I have to go

alwayssohard: oh okay

alwayssohard: bye

irockusuck: oh and one more thing

alwayssohard: ?

irockusuck: you can always tell me anything okay?

irockusuck: you don't have any problems with secrets with me

irockusuck: we haven't met remember? :-P

irockusuck is offline

Okay… after this… is mostly on Sam's POV. I just wanted to let you guys know how Freddie feels and how he's coping ;)

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