"A simple 'no' would've sufficed!!" Freddie yelled, reaching back and pulling off his soaking wet shirt. "God, what is your problem?!"

"My problem?!? Why would you ever say something like that?!?!" Every bit of her anger completely returned as soon as she saw he was okay.

"It was just a joke..." He mumbled.

"Well, it wasn't funny!!!" She raised her hand like she was about to slap him so he grabbed it, "To say I was jealous of you would be trying to imply that I would ever ---"

"Whatever, I know you hate me! I'm just trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with you!!!" The surprisingly persistent boy shouted back at her.

"Stop trying!!" She countered, "Because there's nothing wrong!" And then she made the mistake of adding, "At least nothing I would ever tell you…"

He tightened his grip on her hand, "C'mon, Sam, please just say it!! I swear I won't laugh or anything!"

"I can't!!" Sam fought to break free, but all this being-in-love stuff was wearing her out. For once, he was stronger than her, and she felt so ashamed by this that she couldn't even look at him. "It's just I…"

"You what??"

"I just…"

"You just what?!?!?!"

She finally turned his body to face his and stared right into his chestnut brown eyes, fixed intently back on hers. Glancing down at his mouth, all she could think to do was…

Her hand brushed up his bare chest and around his neck as she pressed her lips to his, kissing softly. Because she couldn't have said it better herself. She ran her fingers through his smooth, wet hair, not wanting to pull away.

She felt her hand drop to her side as he let go. She was ready to end it, fearing that she just ruined any friendship they had forever. But suddenly, she felt his hands land peacefully at her waist…tugging her closer.

They pressed their bodies close together, melting into the kiss. Tingles shot through her body as she felt him sucking her bottom lip gently. She put seperation between their faces for a moment, just intending to tilt left instead of right but he lowered his head.

"O-oh my god," Freddie whispered.

"What? What's wrong?" She asked, holding his head in her hands, desperately wanting him to look at her.

"I gotta go," He mumbled as he completely pulled away, not glancing at her once.

"Freddie!" She called after him, needing to talk about what just happened. How could he just leave her hanging like this?

"I'm Carly's boyfriend!" He yelled back, disappearing in the distance.

Sam paused, agitated. He kissed her back and now he was just gonna walk away like it didn't mean anything and could never happen again.

But he did kiss her back…and wasn't that supposed to only mean one thing? But nothing ever meant what it was supposed to mean with them.

She raised her hand to her cheek, wondering what she felt on it. A tear. The first of many. Leaning back against the bridge rail, she just stood there and cried. Cried for her and Freddie and Carly and Griffin and anybody who'd ever had their heart broken.

She'd convinced herself nothing could've been worse than hiding her feelings for him but she was wrong. Rejection was worse…much, much worse…And the only person who could make everything better was the only person who wouldn't, because he was "Carly's boyfriend."

She looked back out at the water, wishing she'd pushed herself in.