IAmFamous

Sorry I took so long to update I had this really big project that I needed to do but it's finished now so I can get back to the story. :D

Chapter 11:

Sam entered school the next day. She walked up to her locker and smiled at Carly.

"Hey Carls," Sam greeted her.

She was in a good mood that day. After all she had the most amazing weekend so even know it was Monday morning and Sam usually hated Monday's she was happy today. However there was only one other person who knew why.

"Hey Sam," Carly smiled. "Why you so...cheery?"

Sam just smiled wider and tapped her nose before shutting her locker and walking away practically skipping down the halls which earned her some strange looks as people were wondering why on earth the short-tempered blonde was so happy on a Monday morning.

Sam passed to jocks who were laughing about something. Probably about who their new target was going to be.

"He's such a nerd," said the quarterback, Dean. "Let's bog-wash him!"

Sam was wondering who they were talking about so she bent down and untied her shoe-laces then slowly started to tie them back up again so she could hear more of who was getting bog-washed.

"Yeah, stupid Mama's Boy Benson!" another one called, John nodded in agreement with his friend Dean.

Sam saw red. How dare they think they could touch him and get away with it! How dare they think she'd let them get away with it! She stood up and glared at them. Her good mood suddenly gone, replaced with a foul one.

"What is it, Puckett?" Dean sneered.

"Don't you dare touch, Freddie!" she snapped.

The jocks all exchanged glances, sniggering and smirking to each other. This was understandable. To an outsider it would look like Sam had no chance. A puny little girl against the football team. However, Sam was not one to be under-estimated as many already knew.

"What do you care?" a boy called Sean asked. "You hate him the dork too."

Sam got even madder and she was sure there was steam coming out her ears she was that mad. She looked furious.

"He's not a dork. He's cooler than you'll ever be," she snapped then went wide-eyed at what she had just said.

How was she meant to get out of calling Freddie Benson cool? The jocks all laughed at her.

"Yeah right, what's so great about him?" Dean asked practically spitting in Sam's face.

Sam wasn't sure what came over her. She just wanted to wipe the smug look off Dean's face, get him back for always thinking he's better than everyone else so she said the first thing that came to her mind which was also the worst thing to say.

"He's Nathan Kress!" she said and gasped. Her hand flew over her mouth. "I didn't mean that!"

The Jocks laughed, thinking Sam was lying until John spoke.

"They do look alike, you know," he said and the others stopped laughing to look at him. "Except the hair and that would be how Sam knew him, since her and Nathan are dating."

The others all looked around at each other, not sure what to do until Dean yelled.

"FREDDIE BENSON IS NATHAN KRESS!" he shouted and everyone started to murmur amongst themselves.

"NO! He's not!" Sam tried to argue but it was too late, the news was spreading like fire in a forest.

She turned around and saw Freddie walk through the doors. He looked happy like she had only moments ago until she spilt the biggest secret she had to keep.

"IT'S HIM!" Wendy yelled and a stampede of people charged at Freddie who was practically being ripped limb for limb.

Someone grabbed his wig and the screams were even louder as they realised that it was true. Sam simply watched on not sure what to do. Carly came running over to her from the crowd.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" she demanded angrily. "How long have you known?"

Sam looked down ashamed. Ashamed at not telling Carly the secret, ashamed for not telling the truth about everything and most of all ashamed for betraying Nathan. She felt tears sting her eyes and tried to blink them away.

"I...I've known for a few weeks but..." Sam said wiping a fallen tear. "Nathan made me promise not to say."

"So I used to turn down Nathan Kress and you never thought you'd let me know once you found out about it?" Carly asked forcefully.

Sam nodded and the next thing she felt was a hand slapping her cheek. Hard! Carly had just slapped her.

"Some friend you are," she snapped and ran back to the crowd.

Sam let the tears fall after that as she clutched her reddening cheek. Through a small gap in the crazed crowd Nathan caught her gaze and for a moment Sam thought he was going to forgive her but instead her gave her a disappointed look and then turned his head. Sam gave a loud sob and ran away.

She didn't want to be there. Not when her best friend and her boyfriend hated her. She guessed it was her EX-best friend now and her EX-boyfriend. She ran to the toilets and locked herself in a cubicle.

She could faintly hear the screams of excitement and she slid down the wall before breaking down again and punching the wall.

"Stupid," she muttered. "So stupid."

She punched the floor and her hand began to bleed. She didn't care though. All she cared about right now was Nathan and he now hated her.
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Poor Sam.

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