I love this one! I had this idea when I was half asleep this morning - I saw morning, I mean 11.40am when I'm still in bed (yeah, im lazy :P) - and I was thinking dialogue in my head and I fell in love with this idea! So enjoy this one! :D AND OMG GUYS, THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR THE NEARLY 12,000 VIEWS! :O YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING!

~Charlotte~

Day 36 of 100 Days Of Seddie Challenge: iChoose A Prom Date

We were all called into the assembly hall, the seniors were organising the prom this year and they had a "special way" of getting dates for everyone. They were doing it year group by year group, so it was time for our year group to go into the hall.

"Okay, here's what you're all gonna do. Okay, the boys are going to go to the left hand side of the room, okay?" If that girl said okay one more time I was going to pop her oddly shaped head. We were all gathered in the assembly hall, the lights turned down so it was almost dark – I had no idea why but it did set the mood. I was standing next to Freddie. Carly was sick so she didn't come into school today. If she'd of known this was happening she would've come into school if she was bleeding internally.

"Easy," Freddie said, catching my arm as my hands balled into fists. He could tell that I was annoyed at the senior saying "okay" every two seconds.

My fists reactively unclenched at Freddie's touch. Why did that boy make me feel weird? He made my stomach roll over and he made me feel safe. I still loved him, so much it hurt. You can't just tell someone that you loved them and then forget it the next day. You were stuck with the feeling for as you live, even if you fall in love again, it's still there buried beneath the other love. I'd never loved anyone but Freddie so the feeling wasn't going away too soon.

"Right, good," some other chick said. "So girls, you're going to stand opposite them on the right side of the room. You're going to sit on the chairs and wait for a guy to go up and ask you to be their date. Once a boy has asked you to be their partner to the prom then you will exit out of this door," she pointed to a door to the south west of the hall. We all nodded. "Super! Let's line up! Boys, you don't have chairs. Girls, you do."

"See ya," Freddie sighed.

"Yeah, good luck finding someone." I generally meant it.

He wasn't going to pick me, no other guy even, like, spoke to me properly, so who would ask me?

I got into my line with the girls and I sat directly in the middle, which wasn't great. Freddie was directly opposite me. Let the humiliation of never being picked commence.

"Okay and...Choose. Your. Partners!" Little-Miss-Okay shouted. She jumped up and down and squealed.

Some boys ran over to girls straight away and I just bit my nails as the girls next to me were chosen to be dates. I wasn't too bothered, there were other guys, but none that wanted to go with me. I looked up to see Freddie still standing there, looking down, leaning against the wall behind him. There were a few other guys standing on either side of Freddie but quite a while away from him. I caught his eye and he sighed. I sighed, too.

More girls were being swept off their feet by being asked to the prom and I was still sitting there, only being asked once and before they could ask I said, "Five, four, three, two..." and lifted a fist to the dork trying to ask me. Saying those four words without the last one reminded me of Freddie who was, for the record, still standing there, with his head down. I could've spoken to him but I didn't.

Freddie POV

I didn't know why I hadn't gone marching up to Sam straight away. I still loved her too much. It pained me to see her there, without someone asking her but I was so happy that no one had asked her because I was ready to. I was waiting for the right moment to ask her, and it killed me to wait. I wanted desperately to run up to her, pick her up and spin her round, but she couldn't still love me. My love for her would never die but I didn't want it to. One day I might find someone that I love but nothing would be greater than the love that I have for Samantha Puckett.

I was ready, it was now or never. I saw a few guys talking about Sam and I gave them death glares when Sam wasn't looking. It was time to ask her. It would be the scariest thing to do in my life, but I walked over to where she was sitting with her head down, looking at her hands in her lap.

Sam POV

Someone held their hand out in front of my face and I looked up to see Freddie Benson, my one and only love holding their hand out for me to take. I met his eyes and I saw a soft half smile creep onto his face that I couldn't help return. I took his hand and stood up.

I kept hold of it the whole way out of the hall, walking side my side, hand in hand, with Fredward Benson. The Church Pants to my Parole Baby.

I know, I'm evil, I've left it on a cliffy. And don't worry, there WILL be a sequel to this one! And I'm sorry it's short! REVIEW, PLEASE! :D And I love the last line 'The Church Pants to my Parole Baby'. If you don't know what that is, it's what the penny tee's say! And Church Pants is Freddie and Parole Baby is Sam! Review please my lovely readers! :D