"Don't worry," Sam had said, sharply. "I won't ruin your little date of sorts."
"It's not a date," Freddie had said back.
When Cora had walked by, she had said, "It's totally a date, you priss," and applied a serious amount of Sweet Strawberry Explosion bright pink lip gloss.
Sam, turned away, disgusted and heartbroken. Freddie would go for Cora, the flower, the lip gloss, not her the weed, the natural and boring lip color and flavor.
Now Freddie was upstairs with Cora. He was showing the place around, but in reality she just wanted one thing from him.
Sam sighed, and turned on The Real Girls of Northridge.
"What's that show?" Carly asked.
"It's about a bunch of prissies down in California talking about how pathetic their lives are because their boyfriend of one day dumped them for their best friend and about how they are so hungry but they can't eat." Sam said. "It reminds me that I don't have the most pathetic life, these people are even more pathetic. They always talk about how much they're lives suck, and I wish I had their life."
Carly looked stunned. She had never seen Sam ramble on like this before. "Sam? Are you all right? Is something going on...are you...jealous of Cora?"
"No-no!" Sam stuttered. She flustered. She stopped. "I have to go upstairs."
"No! We can't interrupt him-"
"But-"
"Sit"
Meanwhile, Freddie was still giving Cora the tour. He showed her the equipment, and she pretended to be interested. "See," he thought, "She would totally be a better girlfriend than Sam."
But is that what he really wanted?
Yes, he did, he wanted a nice girlfriend who wouldn't beat him and always make fun of him-
did he really?
Sam couldn't stand it anymore. All she could picture was Freddie and Cora making out, Freddie geting the all of her Strawberry lip gloss. She couldn't take it anymore. She broke out of Carly's grip, and ran upstairs. Carly ran after her. "Sam! Sam! Don't ruin this for Freddie! Come on Sam! Can't you just be happy for him?"
"Not when he's not happy with me!" Sam yelled back.
Carly stood, stunned for a moment, taking in Sam's words. And then, she continued running up the stairs, shouting, "I knew it! I knew it! Ha ha Seddie for the win!"
Cora was fed up with pretending to be interested in what Freddie was saying. She applied more lip gloss, and pulled Freddie close to her.
She kissed him.
"Woah Woah woah!" Freddie said, pushing away. "What was that?"
"That's what we do if we're dating, well that's what we start out doing. We can get into more-"
"No, no, no!"
"Why? Is there somebody else?"
"Sort of," Freddie said, looking at the ground.
"Is it Carly?"
Freddie shook his head.
"Sam?"
Freddie kept looking at the ground.
Cora got mad. "You can have someone like me, and you want someone like her, you deserve someone so much better!"
"I don't want anyone better!" Freddie yelled.
Little did they know that Sam was at the door, at that moment.
"Really?" Sam asked, quietly. They both looked overe at her. "yeah," Said Freddie.
Sam ran to him. Cora stomped out of the room.
Before leaving, she said, "I'm pregnant, and it's yours!"
"We never had sex!"
"Crap!"
But Sam and Freddie had each other, and that was all that mattered.