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Act 2:

Scene 4: In which you hear a fairy tale

Setting: T.C.

She noticed, and apparently Freddie noticed also…

Freddie flung himself at the nasty little boy. He had him in a chocker hold by the time a teacher came in.

But it was too late, because Reuben was blue, Freddie was red, and Sam was pink. They had thought they had this planned out so perfectly, and now Freddie was going to ruin it over a boy who had no interest in Sam's heart whatsoever. Freddie knew this, too.

So why was he behaving this way.

The teachers picked the boys off, and sent them to the principal's office (again).

This wasn't the Freddie Benson way.

When they arrived in the man's office, Principal Franklin was anything but happy. These two boys were in his office, again! He couldn't believe Fredward Benson could do such a thing. But this day was weird for everyone.

In fact, it will get weirder.

Principal Franklin already let the boys go without detention this morning. He couldn't let them get away with all the fighting. It just wasn't very moral. It could even cost him his job if the superintendent knew students were fighting in his school. But there had to be another way to handle this situation. If they got detention, they probably would still fight. He needed a consultant.

That's when he had an idea.

He politely slipped himself out of the room and made the phone call to Principal Bells. She answered on the first ring.

"What is it Ted?" she questioned.

"I was wondering if you had any idea how to stop two trouble makers from ever getting in trouble again?"

"You asked the right person."

Setting: The ROOM

No one ever wanted to make it to this part in his or her high school life. It was for the lowest of the lows. The bullies who skipped school to do weed. The outsiders who protested so violently to the school rules that it was the only way to get them to shut up. Most people in their live heard of the rumor. No one really knew if it was true.

But it was.

The ROOM was a place so down in the basement, that if you were to scream, no one would hear you. No one! It was black (the color death), it smelled (like death), and it was dirty (like a withering corpse with no way to leave).

Freddie Benson was about to experience the ROOM.

All because he got a little jealous.

Rueben and himself looked at each other and made their way down the stairs to the ROOM. Principal Franklin followed. When they went in, he didn't. He just closed the door behind them and locked it.

The number one rule of the ROOM: Once you go in, you don't come out, as yourself. Nobody could goes in as a happy person, and comes back as jolly as Santa. The room broke your spirits. It made you cry, beg for forgiveness. Made sure you never did mayhem again.

And that was just what Principal Franklin wanted.

"Have a nice time boys," he said, and left them to their doom.

There were two desks, and only one chair. It was unfair, but that's survival of the fittest for you.

Freddie got the chair. Reuben got the floor. It still didn't matter; they were both stuck in a terrible place. Reuben cried in his hands while Freddie stared at the clock that seemed to be broken. Or not. Time was just really going that slow. They had an hour in the ROOM. They didn't know what to do, so Freddie was the first to break out of the slump.

"So, you hit on my girlfriend and tried to feel her up," he said in more of a monotone statement than an accusing question.

"What are you talking about? She's not your girlfriend" Reuben replied, confused.

"Um, I meant to say friend. Yeah, all I said was you hit on my friend and tried to feel her up, yep not girlfriend, friend." He tried to convince Reuben, but it was too late.

He blew it. He blew everything. And now that Reuben knows, he was going to tell everyone. All the kids in the school would find out, then they then the teachers would find out, then the parents would find out, then his parents would find out. Then his parents would disown him. Or do something much worse. They would make him break up with Sam. Without his consent or choice. That was what would scare him the most.

"Pleas don't tell anyone, it was suppose to be a secret. If any one finds out, we would be done."

"I won't, I can tell that you love her. But, just wondering, why her? You could have anyone in this school and you pick her. What makes her so special," Reuben asked in a whisper due to his horse voice from crying so much.

"I don't know, I just really love her," he said with a smile.

He really does love Sam. From her aggressive nature when they were with people, to her lovable being when they were alone. It made her unique. He never knew a girl that was so opposite of himself who made him feel complete. He also loves how Sam loves him for him. For his athletic self, to his geeky nerd person that came out quite more often than it should. Most girls could not handle it, because they wanted him to be Freddie Benson, the Quarterback, but he was Freddie Benson, the guy with the dad who hates him because he knew he wasn't his.

Freddie Benson was really Freddie Miles. Maybe.

And this led to Freddie spilling out his guts to Reuben. For he had kept it to himself for a while.

A long time ago, Marissa and Steve Benson used to live happily together. This was before they had money, before they had fame, before anything. They were just normal people who lived in normal ways. But with happiness, there is always a downfall.

Steve wanted more. He always wanted more. That was something Marissa loved about him. He was trying to make their lives better. He was so ambitious. One day he found ho was to make their lives better.

T-shirts. As simple as it sounded, T-shirts could be sold to anyone, any day, anytime. All they had to say were funny sayings, or anything the person could think of. He built a website for T-shirts and this business went blooming.

It was called (check this website out, it is real and sells really good t-shirts I love it.) Everyone went there to buy his or her T-shirts. It was becoming too much for one man to handle.

So he built an empire.

Bustoptees was the best place to get all you T-shirts in the world. It became bigger when they started selling other products like, pants, sweaters, dresses, and many more. They even sold dog wear.

But with all the fame Marissa started losing her husband. The new competition, Puckett's Palace, was beginning to rival with Bustoptees. Steve used all his time to beat the competition.

So Marissa ran away. She went to New York to explore the city and met a guy there. Kyle Miles. They fell in love and spent all their time, for twelve months, with each other until she received a call from husband whom she was still married with. He had been looking for her and wanted her to come home. Now Marissa was in love with two men. And she didn't know whom to choose.

So she flipped a coin. Heads for Steve and tails for Kyle.

And you can guess which one it landed on.

When she came home Steve was so happy and apologetic, Marissa was sure she had picked the right choice. He invited her into his new mansion he had bought and furnished while she was away. He had still yet to decorate twelve rooms on the second floor. Twelve rooms for as many months she was away. She cried with happiness.

Until one day she was at the doctors and they told her she was three months pregnant.

That couldn't be right, she thought, Steve and me haven't done it until two months ago. But that would mean.

And it did mean that, for she was carrying another man's child.

Steve found out and he was furious, but he also thought it couldn't be true. He cried like no man should, but no matter it didn't go away. So he vowed to never love the child like his own.

But it was not that easy, because it's never that easy. (Reference to my other story, check it out)

When Freddie Karl Miles was born on February 14, 1994 his 'father' looked at him and fell in love. But he couldn't love another man's child, right. So, the man thought the young boy had to be his child. He never wanted to find out, he was too scared of the truth, so instead he masked his curiosity with hatred and hurt.

Freddie grew up thinking his father hated him just from birth, but his father loved the boy and just hid it well. Freddie might have thought that his father was a terrible man for other things he has done in his life, which we will find out later, but he now knows that his dad does love him.

But what he is curious to is if it his real father, for Freddie found all this out in his mother journal that was left on the couch the one day when he was twelve. He read it and couldn't believe that tale. He also found a paternity test in the pages of the journal. He has it locked in his drawer.

Because one day he wants to find out who his real father is.

He just doesn't know when that 'one-day' will come.

When I found out about this story, I nearly cried. But I respect Freddie enough not to push him to finding out. Not yet, anyway.

I want him to be happy; I do love him. I really do. But enough about me, back to the ROOM.

In the ROOM sat two boys. Both Brunettes, both lost. Both changed and have become closer because of the ROOM.

Because the number one rule of the ROOM is: Once you go in, you don't come out, as yourself.

No one said it had to be a bad change, though.

But what no one knew was someone listening in on that very conversation. Someone who wanted to ruin the Benson family. Someone who wanted revenge.

Author's note:

WHY that was deep!

I change the name and I am taking this way more seriously now. I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in so long. But I am back, and I will complete this story soon. Also my other story as well. These chapters will also be longer like this one for now on, unless it's a filler chapter.

Notes: This chapter is very important because we finally found out what was up with Freddie's family.

The next chapter will be set in about three months since this chapter, just a little heads up.

Also, hope by this time, you should be able to guess who I am. It's really obvious.

But can't know who I am until the end of the story. This story will possibly have ten more chapters. This is what I am thinking, but it might be more or less. I know this story seems like its not kicking off, but the fairytale was a big leap to how all the drama starts. You had to know it to know what happens later on.

Since I wasted so much time here is a little preview of the next chapter:

Act 3: The Climax

Scene 1: In which you don't know whom to trust

Setting: T.C.

Three Months Later.

In the past, Sam and Freddie worked on their trust and jealousy for the other. Reuben even kept his part up, too. No one knew about the couple. They had all the drama they could handle first quarter, and they were hoping to settle down. The two groups were really starting to bond, and would hang out a lot at the Groovy Smoothie.

One day when they were sitting in the center table, they heard the faint ding from the door of the entrance.

Sam turned her head and her eyes widened, she couldn't believe who was standing there.

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