A/N: Hi! Here is Ch. 2!
Sam Puckett walked down the hallway of Ridgeway High, proud of herself. She had messed with Freddork's clocks, and he'd probably be tired today. Win.
Sam walked all the way to her locker, opened it, and took out a bowl and placed chili in it from the big pot in her locker. She finished eating, and started to walk to class when she heard voices. Freddie. And...uh...
Rona Burger. Yeah, that was her name.
God, how Sam hated that chick. Why was she talking to Freddie? Freddie was hers! Well, not really. But Sam had been messing with him more and more, trying to get him to notice her. Sam couldn't help it. She loved him. He got her going.
"Hello Freddie. I am Rona Burger. I think you're cute. We're going out now. My favorite color is pink, and I like PearPhones."
Sam paled.
What the hell?
"No, Rona. I'm not your boyfriend. I don't want to be your boyfriend. I'll never be your boyfriend. I don't like you." he said, pushing her away.
Sam smiled. Good dork.
"What? You don't like me? Why not?" she demanded to know.
Sam snickered.
"Oh...I get it. I'm sorry. I guess I should've asked if you have a girlfriend. Do you?" Rona asked.
Sam snickered louder. Freddie, a girlfriend? Not likely. Well, she hoped to fix that soon. He just had to notice her first.
"No...no I don't have a girlfriend, Rona. I just don't like you-period. No one does." Freddie explained.
"Why not, Freddie? I'll never leave you alone, you get that? Not until I get what I want. And I want you." Rona smirked.
Sam's face turned red and her hands clenched into fists.
"Well, I'm sorry to dissapoint you, Rona. You're just...not my type."
Rona gasped.
"Oh...I see. I'm sorry. You're gay, aren't you?" Sam wanted to punch this chick. Then she heard him. Those three words.
"Yes. Yes, I am." Freddie said.
And Sam's heart broke into a million pieces.
A/N: There is Chapter 2! REVIEW!