A\N: Part two of the story, A FreddiexSam oneshot.

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Freddie's POV

Miss Brigg's was on a roll today. Giving up a detention to anybody who corrects her work. Ofcourse, I was the only one who got every answer right..Well, Carly got a few. And Sam fell asleep. Which is how she got a detention.

Second period was over. And I was kinda glad. As much as it pained me, I didn't want to head to Carly's locker. Atleast not yet. Then, I remember Sam. I remembered how she absolutely hated Valentines day.

Especially since Jonah broke up with her.

Something in my gut was telling me something. I knew what it was. I just can't believe I was gonna do it. I run toward my locker, just before Carly could notice. And I pull out a pink piece of paper. Extra from making Carly her Valentine. I wrote down her name in big bold letters. And tiny hearts surrounding her name. Coloring each and every heart red. I opened up the card and wrote inside it.

"Have a happy Valentines day, full of love. Hope and-"

I immediately erased that. Almost ripping the paper. This is ridiculous! I don't even like Sam.

And here I am, making her a Valentine!

I sighed deeply. And continued writing.

After a few minutes I was finished. Sam wasn't at her locker. Before my next class was announced. I crossed the hallway to her's. Slipping the tiny Valentine inside. Hoping no one saw. I walked back to mine as if nothing happened.

Opening my locker, I found a small piece of white paper. A badly drawn heart on the front. You'd think she's have some of her brothers talent..

I took out the note and read the outside of it. My name was scribbled under the heart. I opened it up. And inside, was the most amazing heart design. It started off with one, then a few more on the outside of it. And diamonds on each side of the hearts. And so-on and so-on different designs. All in different colors.

It had to have been Carly. Who else would it be?

So I walked up to Carly's locker. Before she was able to get away, I grabbed her arm and pulled her forward.

"Thanks, for the Valentine." I said happily. Carly's look went from blank to confused.

I handed her the Valentine, she looked over and looked up and said. "I didn't make this."
My heart sank. It wasn't from her. But this could also mean, someone shares the same feelings for me. I didn't have anyone in mind. I only knew a couple girls in the school. But not all to well.

Carly had her eyes glued to the Valentine. Her eye brows rose, surprised.

"This is Sam's." She said. Handing it back to me. My eye's never left her.

"Sam?" I snapped. "Sam made a Valentine for me. For ME?" I repeated shocked.

"I recognize her hand writing. She can't draw hearts either.."

That was clear. She never wanted to anyway. But Sam? Sam Puckett? Our Sam? I was a bit frustrated. Sam would never make me something like this. It had to have been someone else.

I noticed Sam walking to her locker. This was my chance to ask her. To ask her if she made it for me. And if she did make it. Maybe she meant to make it for someone else?

My hands began to shake. As I casually walk up behind her. Tapping her on the shoulder.

She spun around startled. In a kung-fu pose ready to attack. But she lowered herself, realising it was me.

"Sam?" I asked, rocking forward and back. And I slowly hand her the Valentine. "Is this yours?"

She looked down at it angrily. I should not have approached her like this. She took it and read it.

"I can't draw hearts." She said with a chuckle. She has accepted it was hers.

I grinned humorously. It was hers. Question is, why would she make it for me?

"Why did you make it for me?" I choked. Could she feel the same I feel for her? Under all that hate, could she have a heart?

She looked up to me. I was a couple inches taller after all. And I looked down at her.

"Just..Happy Valentines day, okay?" She said sounding very stressed. She did not like this at all.

Maybe I', just overreacting..Maybe she doesn't feel the same for me. Maybe it was just a friendly Valentine between friends. I thought that, until confusion struck. I felt a sudden tug on my shirt. And Sam pulled my forward.
I felt a pair of warm lips crash into mine. My heart struck. As if I were having a heart attack. My eyes were focused on Sam. Who's eyes were closed. It was obvious she was enjoying it.

I was confused, but I had to do something. Do something Freddie!

I pressed back. We were in front of her locker. And she was kissing me first. And here I was, kissing her back. It was actually kinda nice. Not how I pictured if if I did kiss her. She wasn't rough at all. Or disgusted. She couldn't have been, since she was the one who kissed me first.

She pulled away to get some air. What a relief I thought, I needed some too. She released my shirt. And took a step back.

I caught her blushing bright scarlet. And enjoyed it as much as I did.

Time ran out, and our next class was starting. She walked and left me there. How out of character she was. Like a whole side of Sam I've never seen.

Carly left with Sam. She didn't notice what happened.

There I was. Standing puzzled. I tucked the Valentine in my shirt pocket. And my next period. Sam would find mine in hers.

The two-short story is done. This is my first story I've done in about, two months. I haven't been writing very much because I run out of ideas like normal people.xD Come to my profile! I've written one shots of Hannah montana and Suite life, you know, stuff related to this. I hope you enjoyed the story, and I apologize for Sams OCness. I tried making her in character as I could, but I can't imagine her in a romance scene all to well. Especially wth Freddie. Heres your Ceddie and your seddie. Hope you liked it!