AN = Have you ever been jealous? Yeah, I know I may or may not have. But have you ever made anyone jealous? Yep. So this is the Sam way of making someone jealous... Enjoy!

Cuddle

"Nub! Come here!" Samantha rushed down the school hallway. Her eyes automatically locked at the brown eyed dork.

"It's early, Sam. Don't hurt me just yet."

"Hug me." She demanded.

"You what?"

"You heard me, dork!"

"Yeah, okay..." He wrapped his arms around her. Sam laced her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. What was happening?

"Sam, why are you-"

"Shut up!" She yelled, clutching him tighter until it hurt.

"You are sort of strangling me..."

"Too bad."

As the two carried on hugging, a green eyed boy immediately drew his attention to them both.

"Sam?"

"Oh, hey, Randel..." Sam smiled, trying not to make eye contact with him.

Freddie was beyond confused. Am I hugging Samantha Joy Puckett in the school hallway? Then his brain clicked.

She is doing this to make that boy jealous, Freddie thought to himself, Time to take advantage of this!

"Randel, this is my boyfriend, Freddie..." Sam was struggling to get that word, boyfriend, out her mouth. Mainly because the two both hated each other so them being together just seemed too weird in her eyes.

She let go of him and turned to face Randel. Freddie, as he thought, took full advantage of being her boyfriend, even if it was pretend.

"So, how do you know Sam?" He asked, trying to be as casual as possible.

"Eh, just detention."

"Yep. I'm in detention next Friday, you?" Sam fluttered her eyes and smiled sweetly.

"All next week."

"You must have done something really bad." Freddie muttered, rolling his eyes.

Sam, hearing this, quickly nudged him in the side to shut him up. He just chuckled and put his arm around her shoulders.

"I egged Mrs Briggs' car..."

"And you didn't invite me?" She laughed.

"No, I thought you would be busy."

"Doing what?"

"With your boyfriend?"

"I don't have a-Wait, yeah, I probably was..." She thought she saved that and so did Freddie but Randel had his suspicions. The dork had his chance finally to do what he had been scared to do for years...

"So, tonight, wanna go on a date?" He asked Sam. She was shocked. Hoping he was joking, she politely agreed.

"Sure, pick me up at six."

"Look guys, it was nice talking but I really can't have another detention, so I better get to class."

"Cool, see you around." Freddie said, smiling because he was finally going.

As Randel walked away, Samantha pulled Freddie closer.

"Yeah, don't pick me up at six."

"What, wh-"

"Let me finish! Pick me up at five."

Upon hearing this, Freddie again took advantage and smashed his lips against hers. To both their surprise, she didn't pull away. She didn't push him away. She just let it happen.

Crowds formed around the two. Sam again snaked her arms around his neck as he placed his hands on her waist. As they pulled away, gasps and a few cheers were heard from the pupils watching. One noise stood out from all the rest. A squeal... Not just any squeal. A Carly squeal...

AN = Well. Cutsie little ending. New catchphrase of the day: Carly Squeal. I'm starting to think Sam wasn't trying to make that boy jealous... So, as usual, please review because reviews to me are like Sam and her ham.