AN-This is a sequel to chapter 468, where Sam gives up going to a exhibit from her favorite T.V. show to go with Freddie to his AV club's banquet.

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"This is gonna be so much fun," Freddie said excitedly as him and Sam walked down the hall towards the school's gymnasium. "You'll see, you'll have a good time tonight, baby."

"Yeah, I bet," Sam smirked. "Hanging out with Ridgeway's finest tech doofs and geeks. Hey, are we gonna get to take apart a camera and ogle at all the cool parts?"

"Cute," Freddie said, rolling his eyes. "You know, just because we're going to a banquet for the AV club, that doesn't mean it's going to be lame. The AV club isn't filled with your stereotypical nerds; these are really ambitious students who are just like any 'normal' person at this school."

"Freddie! You're here!" a gawky boy exclaimed happily, running out of the auditorium. "Just in time! The projector for the slideshow isn't working so we're taking turns taking it apart to try and find the problem; pretty neat huh?"

"Seriously?" Freddie grinned. "And I thought this night couldn't get any better."

"Whoa!" another boy said, poking his head into the hall. "Did you bring a date, Freddie?"

"Oh yeah," Freddie said, putting an arm around Sam. "This is my girlfriend, Sam. Sam, these are some of the AV guys, Buster and Craig."

"Sure…we'll say they qualify as guys," Sam said under her breath so Freddie wouldn't hear her.

"Dude!" the first boy said. "You realize you're the first person in the history of the AV banquet to bring a real date! You're going to be a legend!"

"Yeah, well," Freddie said modestly.

"So…I was promised steak," Sam said as the boys continued to stare at her as if she was an alien from another planet.

"Oh right, let's go," Freddie said. "I'll see you guys later!"

"Hey, Freddie? Can I take a picture with your girlfriend?" the second boy asked. "You know, to prove to everyone that I've socialized with a girl who wasn't my mom or sister?"

"Um…we're gonna pass on that," Freddie said quickly before Sam could say anything.

"So what was it you were saying about these guys being normal?" Sam said triumphantly.

"Yeah…that wasn't really helping my point," Freddie admitted. "But there are some normal people here. Like Brad! Hey, Brad!"

The couple walked over to Brad, who was standing by the drinks table.

"Hey Freddie, hey Sam," Brad greeted them. "How's it going?"

"You're here alone?" Sam asked, somewhat surprised that he hadn't managed to find a date.

"Yeah, I was so busy baking fudge with my great grandma for this banquet that I sort of forgot about that," Brad shrugged.

"Too bad," Freddie said. "But that's okay, you can just-"

"Wait," Sam cut him off. "Your fudge is here?"

"Oh yeah," Brad nodded. "Over at that table back there."

Sam's face lit up. "I'll be back."

Freddie chuckled as he watched Sam run across the room towards the fudge.

"You realize with Sam here, you're basically going to be a celebrity tonight," Brad said to Freddie. "Most of these AV guys have never even talked to a girl outside of a classroom."

"I know," Freddie said happily. "I'm finally popular. It's within the AV club, but it still counts, right?"

"Sure," Brad agreed.

"I'm just glad she came," Freddie said, smiling at her from across the room as she piled a good pound of fudge onto her plate. "She really is amazing. You see the way her hair is shining under those florescent lights? Breathtaking, isn't it?"

"She's really got you gone," Brad said, amused.

"She does," Freddie nodded. "But I love her anyway."

Brad playfully rolled his eyes. "Well, I should go make sure that group of guys by their laptops haven't gone into cardiac arrest from staring at her. Good thing I know CPR…"

Freddie had to admit he was absolutely loving all of the attention him and Sam were getting. Normally he'd be a little jealous about other guys gawking at Sam, but after all, these AV guys were probably afraid to even speak to her, let alone try anything, so what harm could they do.

"Hey, you gonna save any fudge for anybody else?" Freddie asked, joining Sam at the deserts table.

"Probably not," Sam said honestly, popping a piece in her mouth. She looked over at the group of boys staring at her. "God, they're pathetic."

"If they're making you uncomfortable, I'll tell them to stop," Freddie said.
Sam shook her head. "Nah, it's fine."

"You sure?"

Sam gave him a small smile. "I do look really hot in this dress."

"I know, it's going to be hard for me not stare all night," Freddie said. "But I think they're going to start serving dinner now. Let's go sit."

"Alright," Sam nodded, stuffing the last of the fudge in her mouth. "There's a table right there."

"Oh, we're sitting at that big table on stage," Freddie told her, nodding over to the front of the gym.

"Really?" Sam said, somewhat impressed.

"Yeah, I'm the outgoing president of this club, I get perks," Freddie said, taking her hand and leading her up on stage.

"Wow, so you're like the head dork?"

"Basically, which would make you the girlfriend of the head dork," Freddie laughed.

"Oh jeez," Sam said, shaking her head.

….

Although Sam hadn't expected to even be able to keep her eyes awake during the AV club banquet, she soon found herself having fun. Those doofs really knew how to make a good slideshow, and the food was unbelievable. Freddie was even awarded a special scholarship for all he had done for the club throughout his four years of high school, and Sam felt an incredible sense of pride as she watched her boyfriend shake hands with Principal Franklin and receive a shiny gold plaque.

And even though she kept rolling eyes as the AV guys stared and stammered nervously at her the whole night, she did find herself enjoying it a little. It was nice to actually be considered the 'hot chick' for once; the girl in the center of attention.

"Thanks for coming with me tonight," Freddie said that evening as they stood in front of the door later that evening. "I know you really wanted to go to that exhibit thing."

"I actually wasn't entirely miserable," Sam told him. "Plus it was your big night…I'm glad I went."

Freddie smiled. "It wouldn't have been the same without you there."

"Yeah, without me it would've been a total loser fest," Sam smirked.

Freddie rolled his eyes as he leaned over and kissed her. "I'll see you tomorrow, baby."

"Bye," Sam said, giving him one last hug before she retreated into the Shay's apartment.

"You're alive," Carly commented, looking up from the book she was reading. "I was getting worried; I thought you didn't survive the AV banquet. So how was it?"

"It wasn't as lame as I thought it would be," Sam shrugged, kicking off her shoes. "I think some steakhouse must've catered the whole thing; the food was good."

"Aw, so you and Freddie had a nice time?"

"Yeah, I guess," Sam nodded, trying not to seem too happy.

"See, aren't you glad you went after all?" Carly said. "I'm sure Freddie really appreciated having you there on such an important night for him."

"Yeah, I guess it was just as fun as seeing the three-winged bat would've been," Sam nodded.