Sorry I had to re-publish

Chapter 2

Sam's POV

I woke up startled, in a new place. There were, like nine different cords attached to me. One had red, slimy liquid going into me. Freaky…

I looked around. The room was painted an off-white. There was an old, dusty, pale-pink lounger in the corner. Next to it was a five legged, mahogany side table with an old fashion lamp. There was a TV that was hung in the middle of the wall, facing me. I was in a small, single bed. Across the room was a bench, big enough for three people. On my nightstand there was a lamp and a chart.

Miss Samantha Puckett Age: 15

284 Croanly Lane

Seattle, Washington

Like that's not weird at all. I reached on the bedside table to get my phone.

Carly get me.. ???

Help was coming. All of the sudden I heard a high pitched scream…"SAM!!!!!!!" Carly. I looked up to see Spencer, Carly, and a man I did not know.

"Where am I?" I asked "Duh! Isn't it obvious?? You're in a hospital."

Oh My God! A hospital? I have to get out of here. "Why?" I asked, paying attention to every move of Spencer, who was….dancing. 'The doctors said you lost a lot of blood.' Carly turned around and started yelling at Spencer, who was still dancing. She took him out into the hall and screamed at him. Meanwhile, I had to figure out who this shy, handsome man was.

"And you are?" I asked the mysterious man.

"Isn't it obvious?" He was scaring me.'

"Well?" I was getting really annoyed.

"It's me, Freddie" His voice was unbelievably deep and he was so-Wait…FREDNUB???

"What?!?!" I shouted. How long have I been out?

"About 2 weeks" He said. Am I saying things out loud?

"Yes." There he goes again. I still couldn't believe it. The most handsome guy on the planet, possibly the universe, standing in front of me is Fredward Benson? Oh My God!

"I know right?" I look up and there he is with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Why do I keep doing that???" I am really confused right now.

"Maybe you want me to hear your every thought." he was really getting on my nerves, right now.

"Don't test me boy!" I screamed. The doctors could probably hear me down the hall. Just then, my nurse came in with my lunch.

" Now, now, Miss Puckett, don't scare your visitors. The doctor will be in soon to discuss something with you, ok?"

"Ok." I mumbled. Then I saw it, A plastic knife on my tray. It would bring me great joy to cut myself, but then, it would give me even more joy if I stuck it in Freddie. When he wasn't looking, I made my move. He dodged. 'Damn it!' I thought.

" Ow!" Freddie said. I had to try one more time. Right as I was about to make my move, the doctor came in.

"Sam Puckett, settle down." I turned to see the doctor pretty angry.

"I will be right back. Try not to kill the young boy. Try thinking happy thoughts." I sat back in bed and closed my eyes. Me and Freddie are kissing underneath a palm tree in the Pacific. His tongue is intertwined with mine and I can tell he is smiling. I open my eyes because of a crashing sound. I look up to Freddie in an awkward position on the lounger with his jaw to the floor.

'Oh Crap! Did he just hear that?!?!'

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