Sam had no idea what kept compelling her to walk forward. Or why the walk over seemed so long. All she knew was that as she got closer...he looked cuter.

She stopped directly in front of Freddie and the ditzy cheerleader he was talking to. They tried to ignore Sam as she switched her gaze from the skunkbag to Freddie and then back.

"Well, move!!" She abruptly burst out. The girl quickly backed away as Freddie shot Sam a 'wtf' glare. "What?" She asked innocently, but he just let out an annoyed sigh and began to turn around when she grabbed his shoulder, "Hey! Can't I talk to you?"

He swerved back to her unwillingly, "Oh, you mean, instead of just ignoring me?"

Sam looked down. He wasn't supposed to say that. It was supposed to be more along the lines of, 'Oh my god, yes! How did we ever go so long staying apart from each other?!'

"You know I didn't mean those things I said," She admitted.

"You said a lot of things," He shrugged.

Wrong! The correct response was 'I love you too.'

"I can't kick you out of my life because...because.." 'you are my life...' Why couldn't she just say it??

"What the chiz is your problem?!" She hastily flipped her head towards that annoying airhead who was still standing nearby. "Can't you see I'm trying to talk to Freddie here??"

"Yeah, so was I!" She stepped up into Sam's face, "And listen here, I thin--" Sam shoved her aside.

"Look, about the dance - you've heard about the dance right?" They both simultaneously glanced at the huge poster hung on the wall right next to them reading, 'WINTER WONDERLAND DANCE.' "Well, I--"

"Yes, he has. In fact, I just asked him to it!" She budded in again.

"Yeah, well, you know wha-aaat??" Suddenly, the frustrated blonde froze, turning to look at Freddie with disappointed eyes, "You're going with her?" She almost felt them start brimming with tears when she quickly caught herself and cut him off before he could reply(it would obviously just be some rude comment to rub it in). "Awesome, so we all 3 have dates?"

"All 3 of us?" He echoed, a little surprise showing through his voice.

"Yeah, Carly's going with Griffin."

Freddie rolled his eyes and nodded, "Yeah, and you're going with...?"

"Oh, you know, just some really hawt guy I'm totally in love with," She rambled, "So, we'll be in for some night, huh?" A brief wave of awkward silence passed between them, "Okay, well, BYE." Sam shook her head in disgust at herself as she walked away. She expected to be picking out her dress for the dance now, not her date.

"So, then, that's a yes?" The bouncy dark blonde bobbed her head around as she awaited his answer.

He sighed regretfully, "Yeah, fine, Jennifer, I guess we can go together."

***

"I said double date, not triple!" Carly insisted as she angrily stabbed bobby pins into place on Sam's perfectly curled hair.

"Too late no-owww!!" Sam leant her head back in pain as she reached for one of the assorted bottles of perfume on her best friend's dresser, "I'm just lucky I got Pete to say yes."

"I can't even stand the idea of Freddie being on a date with that bobblehead!"

"Well, I've been learning to just let Freddie date who he wants," She threw in plainly before grabbing a pair of strappy heels.

"So," Carly started, sitting down on her bed, "Did you like Freddie the whole time I was going out with him?"

She rested her head up against a wall, reliving every moment in her head, "Eh, I don't know. I can't really remember." But after thinking back to the new 'no secrets' rule they'd just made, she added, "Oh yeah, but I, uh, think I kissed him."

Carly sprung up like a jack-in-the-box, eye size increasing by the second, "While I was dating him?!?" She practically shrieked.

"Hey, don't forget about what you did with Griffin!" She pointed out defensively, "Besides, it was so wrong. It should've never happened! It was the worst mistake I've ever made in my life!!"

The brunette sighed sympathetically, "Do you wish you could take it back?"

"...No."

Carly smirked, "He's a great kisser, isn't he?" She hopped back down onto her bed, giggling.

Sam raised her eye brows playfully. "Okay, now, can we please stop talking about Freddie? The sooner we get things back to normal, the better."

"Yeah, well, I gotta feeling," A wide grin spread slowly across Carly's mouth, "Tonight's gonna be a good night."

'Really?' Sam thought to herself as she followed her out, 'Cause I kind of feel like I'm gonna puke.'