Hey! Thanks so much for all the reviews! And favs and follows. This is the second chapter, but it's a bit short...more drama unfolds in the next one for maybe the next one, I don't know, well yes I do I'm the author. Okay enough of me rambling let's read on...

DISCLAIMER: Lilly5603 does NOT own iCarly or any of the characters used in the story, all she owns is the plot.

Chapter 2 of The Bet:

Freddie's POV

What the hell did I get myself into? Did I really think this through? What on earth was I thinking. This isn't the movies where this bet takes place and then she somehow along the way actually falls in love with me. Even though that is the bet itself. She could never be in love with me. She'll maybe murder me in science since I told her off this morning.

Sure what I said was true. But do I really hate her? Hate is a strong word. Maybe I was just caught up in the moment, maybe she's not that bad. Maybe she has some past that's making her act this way.

So that will be my strategy. Maybe I try to be friends with her, help her uncover her past and then when she knows she can trust me, she'll maybe hopefully fall blindly in love with me.

It's a risk. Sam could hurt me, even worse put me in the hospital. So now I see the value of living next to one, and having a mother whose a nurse.

But then wouldn't I be hurting her? I'm pretending to like her, to know her and to love her, when all of it is a lie. She may pretend to be though, but she's still human, that could hurt her and damage her trust in anybody.

Maybe through this process of getting her to fall in love with me, I'll fall in love with her too. Then I'll just show to Trey I'm her boyfriend and collect the money in private. Then when we're married, I'll say the truth,or maybe I should say that when I'm on my deathbed, wait is it bad that I'm thinking of marriage with her when all she wants to do is pound my face?

I walk across to the library since I have a free then science with Sam and all classes from third period, I have her with me. So this could work out.

I Google search 'Sam Pucket' and a lot of responses come. There's one with an article on one the newspapers from way back. I click on the lick and first a picture of a happy looking couple holding hands with their children on each side of them in the snow comes up. I recognize Sam and an identical twin. I know which one is Sam, because on her jacket, there's big and bold 'Sam' and who I suppose is her sister has 'Melanie' on hers.

I never knew Sam had a sister, they look so alike.

I scroll down and begin to read.

"The photo above is one of what used to be a happy Pucket family. With Pam Pucket and Josh Pucket holding hands with their two daughters, twins, Samantha and Melanie Pucket.-

Samantha, so that's her full name. That's a pretty name.

-The family is no longer what it used to be. left his wife and children to run away with a co-worker whose name is currently unknown. With a sad turn of events in just two years of marriage, went mad. She was in phylogenetic therapy for a year, while her children stayed with her mother, Jean Pucket.

After being released, Pam was what they so called 'cured'. But shocking news came to the family that was happy for only a number of days, that Grandma Pucket had passed away.

Left with no one, Pam turned to dugs and abused her children. Then her ex-husband, Josh, came back to take one of his children as he could only afford to take care of one but promised to send child support money for the one left behind.

Later that month Melanie left with her father for New York, while Samantha stayed here with her mother. But Pam used the Child support money for some of there needs and used the rest, which was majority for drugs and alcohol usage.

Ms. Pucket was sentenced to one year for therapy again while Samantha was left in child care for he year.

She will be released and reunited with her daughter in March the next year."

Wow, just whoa. I can't believe this was Sam's life. No wonder she's so mean. She's been hurt before now she's afraid to open up. I'm gonna make sure I help her. This article was in in 2002, Sam was five then. I'm gonna teach her that she doesn't have to be afraid of anyone, especially me, anymore. This is now more than just a bet.

"What the fuck are you doing researching my business?" a familiar voice said from the back. And by familiar, we know it has to be none other than Sam Pucket herself.

I froze. Should I turn around and run? Or stay where I am and let her do the talking? I didn't get enough time to make a decision as she comes and wraps her arms around me trapping me and whispered in my ear, "Busted," sending shivers down my spine.

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