Chapter 6: How to End a Fake Relationship

Still at the school dance, Sam and Freddie were very confused as to why everyone was thinking they were boyfriend and girlfriend. "Umm," Sam said, and then she looked at Freddie and whispered, "What's going on?"

Freddie had a small frown and said softly, "Everyone thinks we're going out."

Sam tried not to smile but she had to let out a small one. She couldn't help it. Everyone thought she was going out with her crush. "What do we do, Freddie?" she asked.

Freddie had the same problem, also trying to frown but he did smile a bit by accident. "Umm… I'm not sure."

Sam's smile disappeared. "But you're the smart one! You should know!" she exclaimed.

"Um, Sam," Freddie explained, his smile also gone, "on case you haven't noticed, I'm book and technology smart. Not so much social smart."

Sam's smile reappeared. "True. But same here. So… maybe we should pretend to break up or something?"

Because Freddie saw Sam smile again, he smiled too. But then he thought about her idea and responded, "But that'll make it seem like we're going out in the first place. Why don't we just tell them we're not going out?"

"Okay…" Sam said, thinking, "We can try that. But I'm not sure if it'll work. It's worth a shot I guess."

Sam and Freddie went over to where the DJ was and asked him to use the microphone. "Sure, kids. It's great when kids declare their love for each other. I think it's rad," he said, handing the microphone to Freddie.

Sam and Freddie gave the DJ annoyed looks. "Oh, don't give me those looks," the DJ said. "I saw you two dancing together."

Sam and Freddie rolled their eyes. Then Freddie smiled at Sam and gave her the microphone. "Would you like to do the honors?"

Sam took the microphone. "Sure," she said, turning it on. "Um, excuse me, everyone. Excuse me." Everyone was still loud and ignoring her, so she got annoyed. "SHUT UP KIDS!"

Everyone finally started putting his or her attention on Sam. A random kid shouted out, "What, are you going to make it official that you and Freddie are going out? 'Cause we got it."

Sam got very angry, but she knew deep down inside she liked that everyone thought she was going out with him. "Umm," she said, trying to not sound very angry, "no. Just the opposite. Freddie and I aren't going out. We're not even just friends. We're just enemies."

Freddie felt his smile turn into a frown and his eyes became a bit wet. He now was sad that the rumor was dying, because he wanted to at least have a reason to talk to Sam, and to be at least friends with her.

Sam was smiling, until she turned to Freddie and saw how hurt he was She also ended up frowning.

Everyone in the crowd shouted out things like, "Yeah, right!" And "Haha! Sure." And "We saw you guys dancing!"

Sam sighed and looked at Freddie. She turned the microphone off and gave it to the DJ. As they walked back towards the crowd slowly, she said, "Well that didn't work. I'm sorry, Fredward."

"Why are you sorry, Sam?" Freddie asked, deciding to ignore the fact that she called him Fredward.

"For saying we're enemies," Sam told him. She was frowning because she didn't want to hurt Freddie, and she also wanted to be friends with him. "Sorry. You know how I am."

Freddie smiled. "Oh, thanks. So what are we going to do?"

Sam smiled in response to his smile. "We could try my breakup plan," she said with a shrug.

"I guess," Freddie shrugged. "We have nothing to lose."

"Okay," Sam said. "Follow my lead." She brought Freddie to the middle of the dance floor and started the plan, pretending to break up. "YOU KNOW WHAT, FREDDIE?" she shouted, trying to get everyone's attention and trying to sound angry.

"WHAT, SAM?" Freddie shouted, also trying to sound angry.

"I JUST CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE. ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN AND BRAG!" Sam shouted.

"WELL ALL YOU DO IS EAT AND FIGHT!" Freddie shouted.

"Goodbye, Freddie," Sam said, quieting down a bit but still sounding angry. She turned around.

"Goodbye, Sam," Freddie said with the same tone. He also turned around.

They both walked away from each other, to separate parts of the dance.

About ten minutes later, Freddie saw Sam in the hallway where no one else was and since no one was around he walked over. "Hey, good work, ex," he joked.

Sam glared at him angrily and just walked away silently.

Freddie frowned, and then Carly walked over to Freddie. "What happened before?" Carly asked. Angrily, she continued, "I can't believe you and Sam never told me, your best friend, that you guys were going out!"

Freddie took a deep breath and put his hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her down. Calmly, with a small frown, he said, "We weren't, Carly. We really weren't. No one believed us so we pretended to break up."

"Oh," Carly said, and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. So why are you so sad, Freddie?" she asked, concerned.

Freddie sighed, not wanting to tell her that he wanted to be friends with Sam but she was angry with him and wouldn't talk to him for some reason. So he said, sort of sadly, "I'm just… stressed. It's no biggie, Carly." He walked away.

Carly stood there, frowning. She was worried because she knew something was wrong.

Freddie just stood there sadly for the rest of the dance, and so did Sam, on the other side of the gym. Freddie was upset because since he and Sam pretended to break up, it seemed as if they really did break up. Their friendship did. Like there was no chance of ever being with her. But he really just wondered one thing: Why was Sam so mad at him?