hey guys! Yes. I know. It's been way too long! But now updates will be coming faster, and I'm planning to write more one shots and such as well! In fact, the second chapter of my futurefic Seddie three shot is also being posted tonight! A big thank you to KingxLeon21 for beta-ing both! :]

"HEY BRITTANY!" Sam hollered from her seat on Freddie's back as the trio entered Groovy Smoothie, Shelby trailing behind the other two, laughing quietly at Sam. Sam had actually demanded to walk once they got off the bus but Freddie quickly scooped her up onto his back again after she began talking to what Freddie knew Mike would call "bad hobos". She'd threatened to bite him on the ear, and punch him in the shoulder so he bargained by giving her his phone so she could send Mackenzie the pictures and videos he took. Minutes later Sam was happy as a clam.

Brittany snapped her head up from her phone when Sam screamed; looking shocked and pissed off as she set her phone down. Sam slid off of Freddie and sped over to the counter, smashing into it when she didn't stop in time.

"Freddie, what's wrong with Sam?" Brittany yelped, hopping over the counter and wrapping her arms around Sam, "Oh my god! You got her drunk didn't you... So you could sleep with her! And you're here because you think she won't remember anything in the morning, and might end up pregnant, not knowing who the father is, and it's YO-"

"She's not drunk Brittany!" Freddie interrupted; effectively stopping Brittany's hysterical and embarrassing rant that had turned his whole face bright red. Shelby giggled from behind him, trying hard to hide it and failing.

"True story," Sam said loudly, nodding her head. Brittany pulled away from her a little and looked at all three of the teenagers curiously.

"Then what's wrong with her?"

"Lots of Peppy Cola!" Shelby explained helpfully, causing Brittany to turn her suspicious gaze to Shelby momentarily.

"Why'd you let her have so much sugar, Freddie?" asked Brittany calmly, obviously trying hard not to flip out again, "It's just not a good idea for someone like Sam."

"Please." Freddie said with a scoff, "She was at the party and I took her away from it." Sam nodded again at Freddie's statement. She, then, turned to Brittany with a pout on her face.

"Yea, Freddoritio wouldn't dance with me!"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, he was being super lame! But he punched Thomas, and that was pretty hot."

Freddie ignored the second statement and tried to explain to Sam as she bounced over to him, arms crossed.

"That's because, knowing you, it would've ended badly, especially when you come to your senses tomorrow."

"Whatever. Smoothie," ordered Sam, running back to the counter and hopping up onto it, smirking at him from her new perch.

Brittany chuckled and started putting together the smoothie Sam got last time, while Freddie and Shelby ordered. Freddie paid for all three, Shelby introduced herself to Brittany and Sam wandered over to one of the tables and started dancing on top of it.

As Brittany handed Freddie over his smoothie he noticed the flashy engagement ring on her hand. He wanted to ask about it, but decided against it. As he turned to see Sam on the tables; she had been dancing very quietly before to go unnoticed, Brittany's phone buzzed and she fumbled around for on the counter.

Hey Brittany!

Why are you mess-ing with meeee?

Is your boy on your mind?

Is your boy in the car?

Or are you al-

Brittany snatched up her phone, smiling hugely as she picked up. Freddie focused his attention back on Sam, assuming it was Brittany's fiancé on the other end.

"Sam, get down from there!" he ordered while Shelby carefully watched Sam, staying a bit behind her in case she fell.

"I'M WALKING ON SUNSHINE, WHOOOOAAA OHHHHHH!" Sam sang, swinging her hips from side to side and completely ignoring Freddie.

Freddie craned his neck up to see Sam, surprised that the beautiful, warm voice was coming from her. Sure, the volume was a little over the top, but she sounded great! Looking at Shelby again, who now had her arms out as if she waiting for Sam to tumble down, he suddenly knew exactly what he had to do. After all, Shelby shouldn't have to be the hero here!

Quickly Freddie climbed up onto a chair next to the table and reached out for Sam. The moment her back was to him he grabbed her by the waist and swung her off the table and quite gracefully down to the ground, then jumped down next to her, keeping him arms around her the whole time. Shelby stared in awe and he could hear Brittany clapping from the counter.

His arms were still wrapped around Sam when Brittany had stopped and abruptly she flipped around so she was facing him.

Freddie stiffened as Sam leaned in and whispered in his ear.

"I'm telling your secret you stupid little nub."

Then she yanked herself away and practically bounced back up onto the table.

"Freddie has a secret!" Sam called out, spreading out her arms and twirling around.

Brittany and Shelby watched Sam with interest and Freddie felt his heart start to pound. He had a secret? He didn't know he had a secret! What in the world was his secret?

"He doesn't like Mackenzie, he likes someone else!" Sam giggled, sounding very un-like Sam like, but still evil.

"Really? Who's Mackenzie?" Brittany asked confused.

Freddie sighed then turned to Brittany. This is why he didn't lie to people, at some point he'd end up having to tell the truth and whoever he lied to would hate him. Brittany stared at him with wide expectant eyes on his right, while Shelby gazed curiously at him on his left. She never really got the whole story either.

"Sam and me…we're fake dating," Freddie explained, feeling his shoulders sag a little. He hated keeping secrets, and it really hadn't been fair to Brittany.

Brittany raised her eyebrows in surprise, Shelby smiled, happy to have it all make sense, and Sam was so focused on braiding her hair that she most likely had no idea what was curently going on.

"I never would've guessed, you guys act like a real couple!" Brittany commented, pulling her self up onto the counter.

"Wanna hear the rest of Freddie's secret?" asked Sam, suddenly coming back to the real world.

"You're not mad?" asked Freddie, ignoring Sam, "We lied to you, I'm sorry."

"It's no big deal."

"WANNA KNOW THE REST OF FREDDIE'S SECRET!" screeched Sam, bringing everyone's attention back to her.

"We still don't know who Mackenzie is," Shelby pointed out.

Before Freddie could tell about his awful ex-girlfriend, Sam had already started talking.

"She's this total stuck up dog, who dumped Freddie for her old boyfriend Thomas, and he's a really big tool. I hate her."

"So Sam and I started fake dating to make her jealous," Freddie filled in.

"Yea, usually our pal Carly would handle something like this, but she's in a foreign country right now."

"Canada is not a foreign country Sam."

"It's not part of the States is it?"

"Technically no…"

"Then it's foreign."

Freddie rolled his eyes at Sam and she smirked back at him, knowing she had won. As if to prove this, she started dancing around and singing random music selections again.

"If God is a DJ, life is a dance floor, love is the rhythm, you are the muuuuusssiiiicccccc, if God is a DJ, life is a da-"

The door suddenly flew open to reveal a tall silhouette taking up all the room in the doorway. Sam froze, and Shelby clutched her smoothie tighter. Freddie instinctively backed towards Sam, not knowing if it was because he wanted to protect her or be protected by her.

"Jeff!" squealed Brittany as she catapulted off the counter and into the arms of the creeper.

The tall stranger, who was supposedly named Jeff, picked Brittany up and spun her around, causing her to giggle and shriek. Then he set her down and entered the Groovy Smoothie completely. The minute he did Freddie moved towards Sam again and stared at the looming teenager in front of him.

Jeff was huge, at least 6 and a half feet tall, with dark brown, almost black hair, and dusky green eyes, that were partially hidden behind his messy hair. He also had a laid back, happy grin on his face that seemed out of place on someone so scary looking.

Jeff grinned even bigger at the sight of the three smaller teenagers cowering in fear and stuck out one of his huge hands.

"Hey, I'm Jeff." His voice was friendly and he didn't seem like he would actually hurt anyone so Freddie carefully reached out and shook Jeff's hand.

"So, you're Brittany's fiancée?" Freddie asked, glancing over at Brittany, who went a little pale at the question.

"Just friends actually," Jeff said, his smile dropping as he pulled his hand away from Freddie and shoved it in the pocket of his hoodie.

"Me and Freddie are fake-dating!" Sam announced, abruptly coming back to life as she leapt off the table.

Before Freddie could stop her (not that he was planning to) Sam pulled him by his left arm to face her and kissed him, pressing her entire body to his as she did.

Freddie felt everything else that was going on just melt away. All he think was SamSamSamSamSam and the only thing he was feeling was her lips on his and her feet on his toes as she tried to match his height. How come every time they ended up kissing it just kept getting better?

Without warning she pulled away, bringing him crash landing back to earth. Faintly he could hear Shelby giggling and slowly everything came back into focus.

"You guys are really great at pretending," Jeff assured them, a smile back on his face.

Freddie blushed and Sam smirked. Sam, then, started to twirl around lazily, almost tripping over several chairs as she did so.

A car horn honked outside the shop surprising everyone inside. Except for Sam, who was still twirling.

"That must be my mom! I texted her I'd be here," Shelby said cheerfully as she got off her chair and walked over to Freddie.

"Thanks so much for taking me away from that horrible party and introducing me to all these great people," Shelby smiled at everyone inside the smoothie shop, "Wanna exchange numbers so maybe all of us can hang out again sometime? I'd really like to meet Carly when she comes back."

Freddie and Shelby swapped numbers, and he gave her Sam's before she called out a goodbye to everyone in the smoothie shop and then disappeared out into the darkness.

Brittany and Jeff were talking away as Brittany went to make him a smoothie. So Freddie sat down in a chair and watched Sam as she carelessly spun around.

A few minutes passed by and everything in the Groovy Smoothie was relatively quiet. Sam's singing and laughter could be heard occasionally but the only constant noises were Jeff and Brittanys' quiet chatter and the sound of Freddie texting the details of their night to Carly, and occasionally arguing with Sam. The peaceful silence was suddenly interrupted when the door flew open again.

A small female figure stomped inside and hurried over to Freddie.

"Fredward Benson you are in such big trouble!"

This time Freddie almost wished it was a crazed killer.

"Hey Mrs. BumbleBee!" Sam called out, as spiraled towards Freddie.

"Freddie!" his mother gasped, "She's…drunk!"

"Actually, she's just really hyper," explained Brittany, jumping over the counter, "And I'll assume you're Mrs. Benson?"

"That's right," sniffed his mother, "Who are you?"

"Brittany. And this is Jeff," Brittany smiled sweetly at Freddie's mother, but she was focused only on Jeff and the earring in his left earlobe.

"Freddie, I wanna go home," whined Sam, "My tummy hurts."

"That's exactly where you're going!" declared Mrs. Benson as she wrapped her arms around Freddie and pulled him close, like Sam's crazy-ness was contagious.

"Mom, can we talk for a second?" Freddie asked while he gently pulled away from her.

"I suppose," his mother said, frowning a bit.

Freddie pulled his mother to the side of the shop while Jeff started talking to Sam about bacon to distract her.

"Freddie I do not approve of Samantha as a girlfriend and I feel tha-"

"We're not really dating mom," Freddie interrupted.

"Really? Why in the world are you pretending to date her?"

"It's a long story mom, but the point is that Sam and I don't have feelings for each other and she doesn't have anywhere to go besides our house. Her mom kicked her out and Spencer's driving to Canada for a week so he can visit his uncle and bring Carly home. She literally can't go anywhere else."

His mother nodded then whispered dramatically, "Fine, she can stay with us."

As Freddie followed his mother of out of the Groovy Smoothie with Sam snuggled contentedly on his back he couldn't help but wonder if he was lying a bit when he said Sam and him didn't have feelings for each other.

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