Freddie's POV

I could not sleep. The whole night, flashes of our kiss kept me awake. Later on, the flashes became dreams, sweet dreams about her. Always about her. I woke up feeling great, a little sleep deprave, but relaxed and content. Nothing could make the grin on my face fade away. After breakfast I was ready to go to Carly's when my mother called.

"hey baby!"

"Hey mom"

"So… we wanna know… how was the date… with… that de-… Sam" my mom needed some time to cope with the idea of me and Sam dating.

Getting her to accept this wasn't as easy as I told Sam. Actually it involved a lot of screaming and crying, but at the end Gun Smoke helped me to calm her down.

"Was awesome mom!" I wanted my mom to know how happy I was, maybe this way she would accept the idea better "and she agreed of going out with me again!"

"Oh Freddie… that's… nice" I could tell she was crying.

It was hard for her to see me growing up, and dating. Especially a girl like Sam… well… she is… different from the others. But despite of everything she liked Sam… well at least she liked Sam better than Carly.

"Listen mom… I've got to go now okay? Talk to you later"

"Okay…"

"Bye! Love ya!" I needed to hang up before she went on and on about how I was growing up and leaving her.

"Okay… love you too honey. Bye" I quickly hang up.

Okay… where was I? Oh yeah… heading to Carly's. I checked myself in the mirror before opening the door. I looked pretty decent I guess… time to go. When I reached the doorknob of Carly's place, Spencer opened the door before me and with wide eyes and pushed me away.

"What?" I panicked "did you set fire at the apartment again?"

"No!" he joined me into the hallway and closed the door behind him "what you did to her?"

"What? When? Who?" what the hell was he talking about?

"You heard me!" he stopped to look around "we can't talk here… let's go!" Spencer dragged me into the elevator.

We arrived at the Groovy Smoothies Spencer was weird… well more than usual. He kept looking around to check if we're being followed.

"Spencer… what the hell?" he pushed me inside the Groovy Smoothies.

"We're okay now Freddo…" he took a seat and I nervously joined him.

"What the hell?" I repeated my question.

"I wanna know what you did to her!"

"Who? What? When?"

"Sam… yesterday!"

"Why? What's wrong with her? Is she mad? Sad?" Spencer realized I had no idea what he was talking about.

"Oh… so you don't know?"

"WHAT?" yell at him wasn't on my plans, but he had it coming. What the hell was he talking about?

"Whoa… calm down Freddo!"

"Sorry… but how do you expect me to react when you scare me like that?"

Spencer bought us two smoothies and we kept silence for a couple of seconds before starting to talk again.

"So? What's wrong with her?" I asked concerned.

"Oh… she's… you know…"

"No Spencer I don't" I was trying not to yell at him again but the guy wasn't helping.

"Oh… she's aloof. And polite. And distant. Anyway… she's not herself… so I wanted to know what you did to her"

"I did… nothing… I mean… we went on a date. A very great date by the way… and we ate, talk, danced… then I walked her back to the apartment… and we kissed" I only realized I was grinning hard when my cheeks started to ache. And I also blushed… that kiss… I mean those kisses… I wanted to do that again, and again, and again.

"Freddo! That's awesome! So you're boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

"Whoa… let's not get ahead of ourselves okay? We're taking it slow… baby steps remember?"

"Now tell me… about the date… I want deets" Spencer sounded so much like Carly right now. "Oh… you kissed huh? That must be why she said… thank you for the breakfast Spencer with a dreamy smile!"

She was happy… as happy as me. Wow! That was awesome. I wanted to see her so much… and she said thank you… she never says thank you… she sounded so sweet. But wait… that's not like her… and I want Sam, the Sam I know…. The Sam… Sam! Not some other Sam… a Sam who's not bully and obnoxious is not Sam… it's… Melanie! The thought made me flinch a little bit.

"I don't want her to change her ways… I like her just the way she is…" I was talking to myself, but Spencer responded me anyways.

"Relax Freddo. She's just happy at the moment. It's not like Sam will be this way forever… you'll see I bet tomorrow, or even tonight she'll be manhandling you around again"

I laughed. That's true… that was nothing to worry about. The world can come down… but Sam will always be Sam. Feeling more relaxed I eagerly told Spencer about the date, he asked for deets… so I was going to give him deets… but not all of it… the deets about that kiss in the end of the night were mine to keep. A gentleman never kisses and tells.

General POV

Freddie seemed eager and genuinely happy. The brunette sitting on the other side of the Groovy Smoothies couldn't help but realize his biceps flexing while he explained something to Carly's older brother. He was growing up… that was obvious… he didn't seem so nerdy anymore… actually he seemed pretty hot… his biceps were… nice… she didn't remember him being this attractive. Hum… Freddie Benson was a hottie. He was definitely worthy of a conversation.

"Don't you think Freddie Benson is… you know… hot" the brunette told her red haired friend.

"Whoa… he kind of is…" the red haired girl stopped to pay more attention on him.

"And he's smart… and famous" the brunette was playing with her hair with a flirty look.

"Yeah… but that blonde watchdog is always around him"

"Who cares… she's not there right now… I'm talking to him" the brunette was about to stand up when Freddie and Spencer left the place "damn it! Guess I'll have to talk to him at school"

"Yeah… he has a nice ass though" the brunette glared at her friend "what?"

"Don't even think about it" she coldly said.

"Fine. I don't think you can pass that obnoxious blond and talk to him anyway"

"We'll see…"

Freddie's POV

Spencer was fangirling about my date with Sam, screaming and jumping in the middle of the street. If I wasn't so happy about it myself I would probably pretend not to know him. I had to admit, the date was pretty magical. When we reached the Bushwell Plaza the only thing in my mind was Sam, I wanted to see her desperately. Spencer unlocked the door and I could feel my heart skip a beat. Sam was sitting on the couch watching MMA. She looked so pretty… wearing a blue flannel shirt and black shorts. My eyes were bright and my lips curved into a smile. She saw me and stood up quickly grinning.

"Hey Benson" her voice lightened up my day.

"Hey Puckett"

"I forgot something… at Socko's!" Spencer rushed out the door.

I walked towards her and she walked towards me.

"Hi" idiot! It's all you can say?

"Hi nerd" we tried to reach each other nervously twice then I finally grabbed her both hands interlacing our fingers.

"Hi" I was dazed, almost lost inside her eyes; I couldn't remember any big words to say.

"Dork" she leaned closer, I leaned closer.

Soon our lips met. I brought her closer to me, leaving no space between us. I liked her close to me; I liked the feeling of her body close to mine. I finally could touch her… feel her… taste her… My hands travelled around her back and her sides while her fingers were in my hair and neck. Our tongues met fighting for dominance, but we both gave into the kiss and kept the same pace. I moved one of my hands to lose my finger into her curls; she yanked my hair making me moan. I wanted more, but I couldn't ask for it. I pressed her against me as much as I could. The touch of her fingertips was setting fire at my skin, burning wherever she touched, she was leaving scars on me, scars I would gladly keep forever. I was losing my mind… I was losing myself inside that kiss and I didn't even mind. I know now that this is where I'm supposed to be. And I don't wanna leave.