Sam's Pov

It's been two whole days since the incident with the pear pod. I tried texting the nub, no answer. Going to his apartment, he was out or 'busy.' I swear the next time I see that boy, I will kick his ass so bad he'll never try to ignore me again, because NOBODY ignores Sam Puckett, nobody.

"Sam were going!" Carly shouted. Ugh, yes I'm returning to Ridgway after a whole week of freedom from that place, I have to return. But I'm a bit anxious to see Freddie, whoa never thought I would say that.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." I groaned coming down the steps, fixing my blonde curls with my fingertips. Carly smiled as I reached the last step.

"Come on Spencer's waiting for us outside and who knows how long it'll take till his car catches on fire..." She stated, grabbing her bag from the chair and swinging it over her shoulder. I smiled slightly and nodded my head. I followed her out the door. I glanced over to the Benson's apartment before continuing down the hall. "I'm sure he really was busy Sam." I rolled my eyes.

"Sure Carly…Doing what?" I asked.

"Umm…like you said AV meetings?" She practically suggested. I shook my head. "No Carl's I'm pretty sure he's just ignoring me."

"And why would he do that?" She questioned, making our way down the steps to the lobby. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I dunno that's what I plan on figuring out when I get to school." I tell her. She seems a little worried. "You promise not to hurt him right?" I chuckle a bit.

"I promise I won't hurt him…much." She shakes her head and laughs.

"NO TEENAGE GIRLS IN MY LOBBY!" Lewbert screeched.

"Damn dude…you can make a girl go deaf." I said covering my ears.

"Good, now get out!" He shouted making his way to his office and slamming the door behind him. That man was even more strange then Gibby.

"So much is wrong with that guy." Carly laughed.

"You read my mind." I said opening the back seat of Spencer's car.

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Carly and I enter Ridgeway high together. "I'll see you in science Sam; I have to ask Wendy something about the homework yesterday." She said making her way down the hall. "Really Sam, don't hurt Freddie!" She called over her shoulder. I rolled my eyes, mostly to myself. I started walking over to Freddie's locker, fortunately he stood there having his back towards me, talking to some guy I didn't recognize. I walked towards him quietly.

"...That's good right?" The guy asked. Freddie shrugged his shoulders. The boy peeked above Freddie's shoulder. I smiled and waved. "Hey there, don't think I've ever met you before." The boy spoke. He was a bit taller than Freddie and had slick blonde hair and green eyes. Freddie turned around to see me standing there. His eyes widened a bit, not knowing I would show up in school today.

"Oh um hey Sam." He greeted sheepishly.

"Oh this is Sam…" He trailed off.

"Um yeah… Can I talk to Freddie." It was more of a statement then a question. He smiled and nodded a bit before leaving, whispering something in his ear, thinking I wouldn't hear him.

"Don't blow it man, she's smoking." And with that he smiled towards me and left. I smirked to myself; hey it's not every day that I was called 'smoking.' Freddie glared at the boys retreating head and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I…um didn't know you were coming back to school today."

I crossed my arms over my chest. "Why have you been ignoring me?" I asked, getting straight to the point.

"What, I haven't been ignoring you." He said not making eye contact.

"Oh really?"

He hesitated before answering. He sighed. "…Okay I've been ignoring you." I punched him in the arm. He grabbed it in pain. "Owe Sam!"

"That's for ignoring me you nub!"

He kept his hand on his sore spot on his arm. "I'm sorry." He apologized.

"Yeah you should be." He nodded slightly. "So why have you?"

"Why have I what?" I punched in him on the arm again. "OWE! Stop doing that!" He yelled.

"Then stop playing dumb!" I yelled again.

He sighed once again. "I can't tell you." I furrowed my eyebrows together and frowned.

"What do you mean you can't tell me?"

"It means…I like living."

"What the hell are you talking about Benson!" I practically shouted.

"It means, I like you Sam!"

AHHH! Freddie admitted his feelings…What will happen next? Well you probably know already. But don't let that stop you from reviewing!

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