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17.) Detention: Freddie's POV

I hate detention. I can't believe I even got detention. It was all Sam's fault anyway. She always starts everything and gets me in trouble. This time she didn't get out of it though. She was currently seated next to me while we sat in the detention. I sat slumped over in my desk, head in my hand as I stared blankly at the board. Miss Briggs was sitting at the front of the room with a magazine about Randy Jackson. Sam next to me had her head rested on her arms and her eyes were closed.

So how we got here doesn't seem to surprise me. Yes I blame Sam but Sam blames the fact that it was pudding day in the lunchroom. I had only rolled my eyes when she said that. At least it hadn't been pudding and fish stick day. Then we would be in a lot more trouble then we already were, if you know what I mean. In other words fish sticks make Sam "rambunctious" and apparently so does pudding.

I looked down at my blue polo shirt that was now covered in stains. Pudding stains. Now I'm sure you've already guessed why I am here and put the simple pieces together. If you haven't then let me care to explain. In other words: me and Sam had a pudding fight.

It had started when she simply opened her pudding cup and began eating it with a spoon a little too quickly. I made one comment about how she should slow down and not choke on her pudding. It must have made her angry because she flung pudding on my face with her spoon. Now unlike most people, I could honestly say that that is the second time Sam has ever done that to me. Then she went on to say something about how the pudding matched my chocolate brown eyes and hair.

Then things went downhill from there. I wiped it off my face and put it on her face. Then she angrily put the pudding cup and rubbed it all over the front of my t-shirt. Carly had tried to stop us by unsuccessfully reminding us how much we love each other and that we need to stop before we get in trouble. Yeah, that never happened. We just kept throwing pudding at each other to the point that we had to steal Carly and Gibby's pudding for more ammo.

I was actually surprised by how far we got in the fight before Mr. Howard came over and stopped the madness. We would have only gotten one detention but Sam had to go and hit Mr. Howard on the chest with some pudding. Of course since I had been involved and was considered "responsible" for her, we both got double detention.

We were both yanked out of the cafeteria and straight to Principle Franklin's office. Once we were in there he took one look at me and Sam's clothing that were covered in pudding. He only shook his head and told us to take a seat. Me and Sam were both ending up in the Principles office a lot more lately.

Then he would go on about how he isn't surprised that Sam is in his office but that he expected more from me. He honestly shouldn't be considering that I was her boyfriend and I always got drug into any trouble she seemed to get into. He then went on to ask why we still fight and that we need to get over it.

So now here I am in detention next to Sam, covered in pudding stains. We had gotten most of the pudding off of our faces and hair but it didn't come out very well in clothing. I sighed, knowing my mom was going to freak out when I got home. Then give me another lecture on why I should not be with Sam again. She seemed to do that a lot.

I closed my eyes a moment as my head rested on my arm now. My head was facing Sam's but I didn't pay attention to her. I then felt something hit the tip of my nose. My eyes flew open to see Sam mirroring my position and was looking at me. I looked down to see a small white folded piece of paper laying beside me. I straightened up and unfolded the note quietly to read it.

Hey hot stuff. Saw you from across the room 3. It had written in Sam's sloppy handwriting. I rolled my eyes and smiled at her. I pulled a pencil from my pocket and wrote my response on there.

Are you hitting on me? I asked and passed it over to Sam. She read it and wrote something down.

Maybe…so are you having fun?

Yes, loads. Can't you see my excitement? I wrote sarcastically. She read the note and looked over at me. My bored expression told it all.

Well sorry for having a little fun at lunch.

Fun? You threw pudding at me and now we have detention today and tomorrow.

You threw pudding at me too. Come on it isn't that bad. I get detention all the time. It's way better then that stupid A/V thing you do after school.

I seriously wonder about you.

So are you mad at me?

…no. I wrote simply on the page and passed it back to her again. She smiled down at the note when she read it. Only hours ago she was pissed at me for chucking pudding at her and now she is happy because I wasn't mad at her. She is so confusing to me.

She was like a game I had to constantly play. Sometimes I win but then sometimes I lose. I find myself losing more then winning lately. Then sometimes I make the right move and sometimes I have to go back three spaces. It was never ending…like Monopoly or something. I had just hit go straight to jail and now here I am. Do not collect 200. Ugh…

Good…Hmm I'm thinking we should go to the fire escape later? What do you say?

Sure if my mom doesn't freak out because of these pudding stains. You know you should try harder not to make her hate you so much. It could help me out a lot. That way I don't have to sneak out tonight to see you.

Oh come on what's the fun in that. Your mom is always going to hate me, what difference does it make? So what time should we meet at the fire escape? I'm thinking 11...that's when your mom goes to sleep ;)

You know some day she's going to find out that I sneak out to go see you so we can "hang out"

Well for now, what she doesn't know won't hurt her. Come on Freddie, I'm sorry for throwing pudding at you. You know it was fun so stop being so huffy.

Oh no. Am I hearing Sam Puckett apologize? Something has gone wrong!

Shut up Frednub. Your just better to kiss when your not so angry at me. I gave her a look and raised an eyebrow. She shrugged.

Wow…you never cease to amaze me. Whatever Princess Puckett, I told you I wasn't mad at you anyway.

Awesome, now I say we get smoothies when we get out of here. Then I'll be seeing you later tonight ;)

Sure thing Sam.

And since I'm such an AWESOME girlfriend and you love me bunches, you should buy my smoothie since I forgot my money at home.

…you always forget your money at home.

I'm not good at remembering things…

Fine. I'll buy your smoothie.

:P Thanks your amazing!

I rolled my eyes and sighed and right as I was about to write on the note, it was gone from the desk. I looked up to see Miss Briggs looking at it. Her eyes scanned over the note. Her eyebrows furrowed in concentration. She eyed us and we both gave her innocent looks. She raised an eyebrow before crumpling the note.

"Don't let it happen again children." she snarled under her breath at us. I let out a breath of relief. Then another piece of folded paper shot across the desk top and I caught it before it fell to the ground. I unfolded it.

Wow that was a close one. Sam had written at her. I gave her a look of disbelief.

"Sam!" I whispered. She smiled and shrugged. I crumpled up the piece of paper and threw it at her.

(A/N)

Thanks for reading! Remember to review too! This is my 17th one-shot. I was planning to go to 20, but should I continue more then that?

Well iWont cancel the show airs tomorrow in the US! I dont think it's a seddie episode but i've heard rumors thinking elsewise.

Also I have a question for you guys...What would you pick: Freddie admitting his feelings to Sam OR Sam admitting her feelings to Freddie? (If they ever got together) I personally like the idea of Sam admitting it, considering she's so tough, although i've heard rumors that say that Freddie actaully admits it. That's just a rumor though...Well tell me what you think and leave a comment! Thanks!

-fireflies321