A/N: Hi ppl! Next chapter is here!
Sam's eyes widened as Carly and Freddie broke apart. Carly looked up at her.
"Um...Hi, Sam. W-what are you doing here?" Carly asked, clearly embarrased at having been caught mid-smooch.
"Obviously interrupting something important. I had something I wanted to tell you but...It's not important anymore. I'll leave you guys alone..."
Sam then turned on her heel and ran.
She ran and ran and ran until she found herself sitting on a sidewalk curb outside a church. What was she thinking? That she ever had a chance with Freddie was rediculous.
Almost as if she were in a clichè romantic movie, it started to rain. Perfect. It rained so hard that Sam wasn't sure where the wettness on her face came from, the weather or her own tears.
Suddenly she heard a voice behind her.
"Samantha? Samantha Puckett?"
Sam turned around to see the one person she never expected again.
"Father McGurthy? W-what are you doing here?" Sam asked, wiping her eyes.
"This is my church, Samantha. I am the priest of St. Angelica's." he said, motioning to the church.
"Oh." Sam said, looking at her feet.
Father McGurthy smiled sadly and wrapped a blanket around her.
"Come in, Samantha. Let's get you some dry clothes and something warm to drink."
Sam nodded, too upset to argue, and too upset to correct him about her name.
"Thank you, Father." Sam said.
A/N: There is Chapter 2! Review, please! It makes my DAY!