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(Freddie's POV)

I sat down at my desk, which was right next to Sam's, but she wasn't here yet.

What am I supposed to do, pretend that she never kissed me? We are too good friends to just, not talk about it. Besides, knowing Sam, I'm sure she will yell at me for it at some random time. And when I say yell at me for it, I mean she probably will find some way to blame me.

I suddenly saw Sam walk in, wearing her black skinny jeans, and green shirt with a dinosaur eating a building on it.

I smiled a little, and she waved a little, before walking to her seat. I sighed.

The bell rang, and our incredibly boring teacher started telling us to get ready for our test this period.

I almost forgot about it. I grabbed my pen, and she handed us the test.

I was a few questions into the test, when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I quickly pulled it out, and read it underneath my desk.

Text Message from: Sam-_- :

Hey. What's #1

I rolled my eyes, and looked her way; she was doodling on her paper. From the look of it, I think she was drawing a really fat Santa stuck in the chimney, and she didn't fill in anything on her test. Well, I'd rather this than her ignoring me. So this is good.

I'm not helping you cheat! I typed back.

Back to the test.

Okay, B, C, C, D, B, A, D, A-

My phone vibrated again.

Nub - _-. –Sam.

I was tempted to text: But you love me.

But no way was I going to do that, she doesn't even like me, and I really do wish I didn't like her. It's not really a good thing when you like your best friend, but they don't feel the same. Besides, I don't want to ruin our friendship with it. So, I just have to get myself to stop liking her aggressive ways, her long, blonde curls, sparkling blue eyes, ridiculously funny sense of humor, how she doesn't care what people say about her… not that they ever dare to. And when they do she will stand up for hers- I pinched my arm.

I shoved my phone into my pocket, and went back to my test.

Of course, two minutes later I received another text: Hey. What's #2?

I frowned, and wrote: Sam! Didn't you study at all?

She texted back saying: No. Do you know me at all?

I smirked, and finished my test. I knew I got an A.

(Sam's POV)

I was glad things weren't made awkward. Actually, things can never be awkward with my and Freddie. Not even after our first kiss, I still tortured him and acted like it didn't happen. Kinda like now.

Except part of me didn't even want it to go back to normal, but the other part did.

I really didn't know what I wanted. We've been friends forever. Well it kinda started out enemies… then went to frenemies….. then friends….. then best friends. And it should stay that way, because that's how it's supposed to be. Sam bullies Freddie, Freddie fights back, they both argue happily ever after; not, Sam kisses Freddie, Freddie kisses back, and they both live happily ever after! No!

Okay, I should just tell him that I didn't mean anything with the kiss, just to make it all clear.

The bell rang, and I grabbed my backpack and got up, quickly gasping when I walked into Frednub himself.

"Ooh, sorry Sam." He said, grabbing my arm to make sure I don't fall backwards, but quickly let go.

"'t's alright." I mumbled.

We walked towards the door, "You okay?" He asked.

I blurted out, "I didn't mean to kiss you."

He looked at me confused, "Yeah, I'm sure you just slipped while sitting on my couch and your lips landed on mine."

I shoved him, "I don't like you."

"Okay."

"I think you're a nub."

"I know." He said, walking out the door towards his locker, I followed.

"And a dork."

"Yeah."

"I just felt bad for you."

"Okay."

"You are really annoying."

"Uh-huh."

"Will you stop that?"

"Yeah."

"Thanks. Anyway, I hate the way you wear stripes all the time." I continued trying to convince him that I didn't like him.

"Okay."

I thought he said he'd stop? I was annoyed.

"And why do you always do that with your hair? It'll look so much better if you just let it hang down instead of having your mom do it for you."

He smirked, "Uh-huh."

"And you always walk around talking your stupid tech talk. It's so stupid." I told him.

"Alright."

"Stop with that!" I said.

"Yeah, okay, continue with the things that you like about me." He said, joking.

I frowned, "Did I not make it clear that I was insulting you?"

"Okay."

"Anyway, I think it's stupid how you never say the one when you countdown until we start. I mean, I thought you are supposed to be smart, learn to count!"

He lightly chuckled, "Yeah."

"And you always say these dorky things like, 'flabbergasted' and what not. I mean, really? Who says that?"

"Oh, yeah, okay."

"And that's why I don't like you."

I looked at him, and he looked at me.

He shrugged, and nodded.

I stared at him, waiting him to say I full sentence instead of "Okay, yeah, alright, uh-huh."

But he didn't say anything; he just leaned in and kissed me. Kissed me! Again! What was this! ?

Whatever it was I most definitely was enjoying this, I guess this is how it's supposed to be.

I kissed back, and I could hear the faint people gasping and whispering around us.

I put my arms around this neck, and he put his hands around my waist.

A few seconds later he pulled away, and I looked up to him, and then to all the people forming around us watching, one of them being Carly, and I think I saw Gibby with his jaw dropped there, too.

… Awkward?

Freddie turned to the crowd, "Hi?"

Everyone awkwardly waved, and walked away.

I smiled, "Okay, maybe they were all the good things about you. But I bet you would look hot without having your hair all did up"

He chuckled.

"I'm still going to harass you like I always do."

"I know…"

"You know?"

"Yeah, that's something that will never change. And I don't want it to."

I smirked, "I'm going to Spanish, later."

He smiled and put his hands in his pockets.

I was a very happy girl right now.

Author's Note: Yay! I was wondering when I was going to get around to this. I hope you guys liked it! I think there will be one more chapter, just to explain Carly's reaction, iCarly fans' reaction, Mrs. Benson's reaction. Everyone's reaction… haha. Oh, and when Sam said she liked Freddie's hair without being all did up, there's a picture on my profile to show what it looks like normal. It's a pretty awesome picture, I love it! Anyway, one last chapter! I'm going to miss writing this.