iAmSam

A/N: I AM SO SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE!!!!!! I WAS SO BUSY! Just a little background check on Sam's current life, and a little future Seddiness, only if you're REALLY observant, cookies to those who find where the Seddie is! I can't remember whether Sam and Carly met during first or second grade, so I put the average age :D, also, let's change the circumstance of when Sam and Carly met.

Well, I'm sorry I've never fully introduced myself. I am Samantha Annelise Puckett. I was born on April 17, 1994 in St. Anthony's Hospital in Illinois. When I was three, my father died in a huge wreck. My mom and I made it out alive. I had broken 2 ribs, both arms, 2 fingers, my legs, cracked my skull, and a severe concussion. You see, our car fell through the bridge above the Fox River and we fell on ice, which cracked and we plunged through the ice, floating downstream, until finally, we got caught on a tree. The drivers side, which had my father, and me, was broken open, leaving him and I damaged for life. Mom left the crash with only a couple breaks, and some whiplash. Dad, the worst happened to him, what I had, and a huge rod, well, plunged through his body. He died immediately. So, we packed up, and flocked to Seattle on my fourth birthday. I was lucky to make it out alive. Actually, it was a miracle. When I moved to Washington, I planned to be extra nice, but it all failed.....

Carly Annabelle Shay was just one month, and six days younger than I. She was pretty, glossy black hair, and chocolate set eyes. She was the nicest girl ever. There goes my plan. Why try when she was here in comparison? Well, I was mean. I was cruel, and I played jokes. But I didn't want that. I wanted to be sweet, kind, and nice. Like her. I didn't start being mean right away. Until he came along.

Fredward Andrew-Tate Emerson-Benson was my best friend in the beginning of kindergarten. We did everything together, mud pies, noodle art, we were inseparable. Then. Carly moved here from Yakima. Freddie was immediatly under her spell. Carly had shiny glossy dark brown hair, and chocolate eyes. I had blonde hair that was always tied back in a ribbon, and crystal blue eyes that have changed to a clear gray. Freddie dropped the blocks we were playing with, and headed over to Carly. And it's been that way ever since. I have always been second best, so I just kinda decided not to care....

--Flashback--

A small girl and smally boy are standing within inches away from each other in their kindergarten class.

"Hello, I'm Samantha Annelise Puckett," a little girl with fair hair tied in a ribbon says.

"Why Annelise?" inquired a small boy with dark hair and chocolate eyes.

"Well, my real name's Samantha, but my mom calls me Annelise from time to time, I guess you can call me both."

"Oh......."

"What's your name?" Samantha asked.

"Fredward Andrew-Tate Emerson-Benson," the little boy said proudly.

"You have too many names, I don't like Samantha, so everyone calls me Sam, and mommy calls me Anna or Lise sometimes."

"You can call me Freddie, the Andrew Tate is my dad's and grandfather's names together. My daddy's name is Andrew, and my granddaddy's name is Auston-Tate. My mommy married my other daddy before I came because my first daddy is missing, and my second daddy's last name is Emerson, so mommy put them together." Freddie proclaimed.

"Ohhh, well, my daddy died last year," Sam said to Freddie.

Freddie's chocolate eyes were wide as quarters and brimmed with tears as he looked at the girl across from him. "My daddy got a stroke," he whispered to Sam.

Sam patted his hand. Silence overcame the small ones before Sam said, "Wanna be my best friend?"

Freddie nodded eagerly, and the two new friends ran to the coloring table.

--End Flashback--

Pretty isn't it?

Wrong.

It's sickening, disgusting, I hate it more than I hate him.

Freddie and I were inseparable until third grade.

Then came Carly. Carly was sooo pretty...sooo smart......so perfect.

More than anything I could ever be.

I can't help being me.

Freddie had drawn farther from me, and closer to Carly. Like I cared. We were all friends, Freddie the smart one, Carly the pretty one, and me, the misfit kid who just hangs around. I guess it'll always be that way.

A/N: Well, I hated the ending, but couldn't find a way to tie up the chapter, iAmandAlwaysWillBeTheGirlNextDoor is a one/two shot that I'm in the process of typing, so keep your eyes out. It has references to uDon'tKnowMe, and is Seddie (duh!) So, please review, cuz I want your feedback!