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Sam snuck out at seven the next morning, just before Mrs. Benson arrived at the apartment door.

"Okay, you really have to go now," Freddie said, after their fifth goodbye kiss.

"I know, I know, I'm leaving. Bye." She snuck another one in, to which he did not complain. In fact, he pulled her in closer, extending what had been a quick peck, into a full on make out.

"Alright I have to go," She said, pulling back, "Your mom…"

"I know, I know. I'll see you later today."

"Okay. Bye." She kissed him once more before slipping out the door and across the hall to Carly's.

She crashed on the living room couch, and at nine Carly came trudging down the stairs, not surprised to see Sam asleep in her house, as it had happened quite often in the past. By now an expert at making all Sam's favorite dishes, she whipped up some chocolate chip pancakes for the two of them to enjoy when Sam awoken. These kinds of gestures helped to remind Sam that no matter how close she and Freddie became, Carly would always be her best friend.

That one summer defined the word 'love' for Sam and Freddie. It's funny, the certain things they remembered the most. Like that killer look he always gave her, as if nothing in the world could keep him from smiling, no matter how hard he tried not to. Or the way that her laugh was different when she was with him; imperfect and free. Two seventeen year olds, tasting love for the very first time, only fearing losing each other. She spent not every night with him, but almost. On the days she didn't, she'd stay with Carly. And Freddie…he made her forget when things weren't right. She never thought about her mom when she was with him. Not once. Until one night when he couldn't get it off his mind.

"So I was thinking about the stuff about your mom…" He began to say one night while they were driving back from a movie, the car dark except for the streetlights illuminating their profiles.

Sam looked at him. "And…?" She knew where this was going.

"And…" He said, coming to a stop at the red light, "I've waited a month, and I still think we should do something about it."

"Freddie don't start," She sighed, "I'm too tired for this." She looked away and leaned her forehead on the glass window.

"You can't live like this forever!" He exclaimed. "It worked for a while, but people are going to start poking around, wondering where your mom is." She rolled her eyes. "Come on! I'll…buy you a year's supply of bacon."

"No."

"I'll be your slave and personal chef for the rest of out lives!"

"No. And…you already are."

"I'll buy you all the food you want! I'll pay you! I will do anything and everything you want. Anything. Just let me help you. Please."

"Nooope."

"Sam, people are going to find out eventually, and I don't want to be the one to get blamed for keeping it a secret."

"Oh, well sorry my life is such a burden on you. Just forget I ever told you anything. I wouldn't want you to feel like you had to go against your little code of honor or anything. God, this light is taking forever."

"Okay…" Freddie muttered, "Looks like it's that time of the month for someone."

Sam whipped around and stared him down. "Number one rule. Never say that to a girl. And two…you're right. Which reminds me we have to stop and get some tamp—"

"Don't say it!" Freddie slapped his hand over her mouth, just as the light turned green.

"What? Tamp—"

"Stop! I'll take you to get them…but for God sake don't say it."

She looked at him for a moment, smiling. He looked back at her, horrified, like she might explode at any moment. "Tampons!"

"Ahhhh!" He almost wrecked the car.

After their stop at the drugstore, their argument was a thing of the past. Although reluctantly, Freddie agreed, for the second time, not to say anything about Sam's mom. They both knew it wouldn't be the last time he brought it up, but for now they could agree on it.