So thanks for the great reviews! Um, this will be Sam's POV unless noted otherwise. So enjoy…

So for the past week Freddie's mom has been hovering over me and Freddie like something that hovers over something, uh wow. I also had to sit with him in every class.

Freddie handed me a note. Mom alert. It read Freddie put his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder. It's been the weirdest week ever, in a way that makes me burn inside, like a pain that I don't want to go away. Oh my god I am becoming emo!

"Where's your mom?" I asked in a tone that shouldn't be messed with.

"She walked away, but she will come back." He said. "She has been wondering why we don't hang out with each other outside of school and iCarly."

"What are the iCarly users going to think? I mean what if your mom decides to lend us a visit when we are filming?" I asked him, we had to be quiet because we were supposed to be learning about history, or math or English.

"Well even if she does come in or decide to watch the show, she should know that we are filming and that we are not going to make out every time she sees us." He whispered.

"But we already do that." I said, even though I couldn't see his face, I knew the look he was mentally giving me. "We make out every time she sees us."

"You don't like it?" he asked playfully.

"Hey who said that, but you need work." I said.

"Hey we are not really dating so this is like practice."

"Whatever, but really, you could do better, put your all into it. Because I am so worth it, and those who give, need to give more, and then we shall talk about them receiving anything." I said somewhat seriously. He rolled his eyes and out of my eye I saw a Mrs. Benson taking pictures of me and Freddie. She was going to study every detail until she got proof that we weren't dating.

"Freddie your mom is a freak." I said sitting up and looking at her.

"You don't have to live with her." He said sliding down into his chair. I didn't talk to him for the next half hour of class. I thought of how long is this going to go on? Will my emoness become serious? What will it be like after we aren't not together anymore?

"So what's up with your mom?" I asked him, we had to hold hands for effect. I swung my arm like the couples in those movies before one of them breaks up with another. It wasn't like the 'stand around the circle I really don't want to hold your hand' hold our fingers were intertwined with each others.

"Like I said, she thinks that we aren't really dating." He said.

"Well, I don't either, I think of it as more like 'friends with strong benefits' ya know." I said. He nodded and the bell rung.

"I got history." I said as the same time he said, "I have algebra." Then something really weird happened. When I let go of his hand, I felt cold, not like my hand being cold because he provided warmth, but like mentally cold like I wanted the burn to come back. I gave him a quick wave and went off to class, I was hungry.

(At lunch)

I got in line for lunch and got right back out.

"Freddie I need money." I said in the sweetest voice possible. "Can you lend slash give slash pay completely like a good boyfriend would do?" I said and held out my hand for cash.

"Sam remember when our Music teacher got that tic and we had to watch that movie-" He started.

"NO! DON'T GET THOSE SONGS STUCK IN MY HEAD AGAIN!!" I yelled at him. Little shop little shop of horrors. Little shop little shop of terrors no oh oh oh nooooo. The song buzzed in my mind.

"In Seymour's words, you have bled me dry." He said he said.

"You can do it! Cause if you feed me Freddie I will grow up big and strong!" I sang to him laughing, Carly was there the whole time and was on the verge of tears laughing. "So feed me."

"Carly do you have any blood you can lend me for Audrey II over here?" he said pointing to me.

"Sure, why don't you give it to the dentist?" Uh Carly and her sad, sad jokes. She handed Freddie a ten and we got in line.

So you might not get the jokes if you haven't seen Little Shop of Horrors, because we watched it in music today and the tunes haunt you and every time you think of it everyone around you with eventually hear you humming the tune and say GET THAT FRIGGEN AWSOME SONG OUT OF MY HEAD! Because the other class was jealous of us for seeing it.