Monday afternoon arrived, around lunch time, and Freddie took a cab to Hollywood Arts. If he had any chance of finding Cat he would hopefully find her outside with her friends. Who knew how tight security would be so there probably won't be a chance Freddie could sneak inside the school and find her that way.

She was probably the only red head in the entire school, but it was huge. Even looking at it from the outside when the cab pulled up.

"This is your stop," The cab driver said, looking at Freddie from the rear view mirror.

Freddie nodded his head, handed the driver his money, and got out of the cab. Looking at the school he got nervous now. What if Sam was attending this school and he would see her face to face? He didn't think of anything to say yet! Damn, he knew he had forgotten something. If only it was something small like forgetting to put cologne on.

Well, he was here now and the cab left so his only choice was to go up to the school and hopefully find Sam's roommate. Freddie took a deep breath in and went around to the back where he heard voices from. He guessed right that it was lunch time, but didn't except SO many people to attend Hollywood Arts. There were thousands of people all laughing and dancing in the back as they were enjoying their hour lunch break.

"Wow," Freddie whispered to himself, seeing all the happy people together. He remembered back in Seattle most of the lunch periods would be the kids being scared of getting attacked by Sam. Man, he missed those times even though he was always Sam's number one victim before Gibby filled in.

Freddie walked through the crowd of the Hollywood Art students, sharing a few dances with some of them who were happy to let a stranger in, and then catching a Frisbee from midair and throwing it up at the kids who were on the stage above. He was having fun, sharing laughs, until he got sigh of a red head. Freddie jumped behind one of the beams to get a closer look at the table, and saw it was Cat with her normal friends all together.

Freddie looked closer at the table, but he didn't see any blonde. That meant either Sam wasn't with her or she was still on her way to the table. Freddie looked at his watch, and it was a quarter to one, so that meant Sam wouldn't be showing up with lunch almost over.

Now, his next plan was to decide if he should just go up to Cat and ask her where Sam is, or wait until the end of the day and follow Cat home that way he would know where Sam lived. No, wait, the second one sounded too creepy. Well, so did him showing up randomly to the high school and spying on all of Cat's friends. Man, this was not going as easy as he thought it was going to be.

"Can I help you?"

Freddie screamed and turned around to see who sneaked up on him. Turns out it was the white kid with the talking puppet. Great. Well, it actually was great because he didn't have the talking puppet on him.

"Robbie, right?" Freddie asked, straightening his shirt.

"Yeah...?" Robbie answered in a question, but then gasped. "Hey, wait, you're the kid that came, like, three years ago with your friends, right?" Freddie nodded his head. "Wow, what are you doing back in L.A.? Don't tell me someone cheating on you too."

Freddie laughed. "No, no," he said, turning to point at the table. "I'm interested in the red head."

"Wait, which interested do you mean?" Robbie grabbed Freddie's shoulder to turn him back around. "Because she's mine. Well, kinda mines, but still mine!"

"Relax," Freddie slapped his hand off his shoulder. "I'm not THAT interested-"

"Whoa, what's wrong with her?"

"Will you shush?!" Freddie yelled. "I need to talk to your girlfriend to find where my girlfriend is." Freddie smacked a hand to his face. "I mean not my girlfriend, just my best friend."

"You must be as confused as I am in the love life game, huh," Robbie guessed, shaking his head at Freddie.

"You have no idea," Freddie said, enlarging his eyes.

"Hey, why don't you come over to the table and say hi to the rest of the rang?" Robbie asked, pulling Freddie out of hiding to bring him over to the gang ignoring Freddie trying to pull away. "Hey, gang!"

"Hey, Robbie," Andre said, and then immediately pointed to Freddie. "Who's your new friend?"

"You guys might remember this kid," Robbie said, "His friend shared a boyfriend with Tori!"

Tori gasped. "You mean Steven?" Tori got up from the table too look at Freddie. "Hey, oh my gosh, yeah, you're that producer!"

"That's me," Freddie laughed, "I'm Freddie."

"What are you doing in L.A.?" Beck asked. "Shouldn't you be off, you know, producing?"

Cat gasped, jumping up from the table. "Wait! You're not supposed to be here!"

"Cat!" Tori screamed, "That's not a nice way-"

"No, no," Cat shook her hands. "I mean, you're really not supposed to be here."

"Yeah, it's not his school nor where he lives," Beck said.

Cat screamed. "You're supposed to be in Seattle waiting!"

"Waiting for what?" Jade asked and Cat screamed again.

"I can't say it!" She plopped right back down on the table. "It's supposed to be a surprise."

"Well, I can't get that surprise now that I'm here," Freddie said and Cat dropped her head into her arms. "So, can I see Sam?"

Cat threw her head up. "Wait, you don't know?"

"Don't know what?"

"I told you I can't tell you!" Cat yelled, getting up and walking up to Freddie to smack his shoulder. "Why did you have to come here and ruin the surprise?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Freddie said, rubbing the spot Cat hit him. "I came here to see Sam and talk to her."

"Sam's not here," Tori said.

"Yes, she is. She left a year ago and moved here," Freddie said, looking at everyone who where all confused. All their eyes then trailed to Cat who had both hands on her mouth.

"Why are you guys look at me?" Cat asked behind her hands.

"Is this why you haven't let any of us come to your new apartment?" Robbie asked.

"Sam's dangerous!" Cat yelled, "I don't want a murder to happen!"

"Jade's dangerous too, but she hasn't killed a person," Beck said.

"Yet," Jade added with an evil smile and Beck sighed, shaking his head.

"Cat," Freddie said, sitting next to Cat, "Where is Sam?"

"I can't tell you," Cat whispered, "It'll ruin the surprise."

"Cat, when are you ever able to keep anything a secret?" Jade asked with the others nodding their heads.

"Because this one is special," Cat said. "This one is cute. Sam took so much time in making sure she had everything before driving home to surprise Freddie on his birthday and showing up at his front door."

She laughed and the others smiled at Cat once again blurting a secret.

"What?" Freddie asked and Cat stopped laughing.

She smacked a hand on the lunch table. "Aw, dang it!" She screamed. "You did it again, Cat!"

Freddie was still shocked frozen, starring at Cat, but lost in his thoughts. If Sam was in Seattle getting ready to surprise him on his birthday, she was going to be the one in for the surprise when she found out Freddie wasn't even there.

"How did you get here?" Andre asked Freddie. "You can just drive back, can't you?"

"I took a flight that doesn't leave until Friday," Freddie whispered, folding his hands on the table to try and get his thoughts cleared. "Even if I drive back home, I don't have a ride and fifteen hours later I might miss seeing Sam."

The table was quiet. Freddie covered his face with his hands – he couldn't believe what was happening to him this year for his birthday. Sam was God knows where by now. This is what he gets for being the nice guy and giving her the surprise for a change.

Freddie grabbed his phone to try and give Sam a call. He dialed her number and when bringing the phone to his ear the automatic voice on the other line sent him straight to her voice mail. Great, her phone was dead, so now there was no way in contacting her.

Sam arrived at the mall with her sister who followed after her and they walked to every store Melanie knew by heart. Sam wanted to find the perfect dress for tomorrow and at this point she didn't care how short or long it was because what Freddie said just made her heart do a flip. It was rare for that to do too for Sam's heart was pure metal.

Sam wanted it to be blue for he knew that was Freddie's favorite color. Everything he owned was blue, and she knew he had a few rare things after learning it was Sam's favorite color. Mass it together and it made purple which was also a cute color, but Sam's number one color she wanted to find was blue. If she didn't like anything blue then she would think of the purple.

"So, what are you planning on doing tomorrow?" Melanie asked as she was going through a rack of dresses in one store they entered.

"I didn't think that out yet," Sam said, "All I thought of was showing up and seeing the look on his face," she laughed.

"Well, you'll get the boy to faint, that's for sure," Meanie commented and heard Sam laugh again.

"I mean, him seeing me I thought was going to be the best present he would get," Sam continued talking, "He hasn't seen me for over a year and we both know he doesn't have any other friends beside the Nerd Squad."

"What about that Train Team you told me he was in?"

"Oh, no, those are the same Nerds."

Melanie gasped and called Sam over to the other side of the store. Sam swore if she found another yellow dress she was going to pull someone's hair out and it was highly going to be hers. She sighed and walked over, but gasped too at the dress Melanie had in her hands.

Melanie found a strapless knee length ocean blue dress. The top was white, but then it had a blue belt with a sparkling flower on the side and a floral skirt with two layers.

"This is actually cute," Sam admitted, looking at the dress.

"And I have the perfect accessories to go with it!" Melanie excitingly said. "Silver will be your best friend with this dress."

Sam took a moment before nodding her head with a smile and grabbing the dress out of Melanie's hands, "I'm getting it."

"Yay!" Melanie yelled, jumping up and down with a clap of her hands. "Awesome!"

"I hate to admit this, but I'm actually excited to see Freddie tomorrow," Sam said as the girls paid for the dress. "I mean, I know we have other things to worry about, but that can wait a day."

"Yes, exactly!" Melanie agreed. "We have plenty of time to find Mom, but right now you need to get your boyfriend back as your boyfriend and this is going to do just the job."

"Whoa," Sam said as she grabbed he receipt and the bag from the lady behind the counter, "Let's relax on the whole boyfriend thing."

"What? Why not?" Melanie asked, holding onto Sam's arms as the twins walked out of the mall to head to another store. "What's wrong?"

"I don't want the weirdo to be my boyfriend again," Sam explained, "That's just taking it too far. I mean, I just came for his birthday."

"Isn't the reason why you came for his birthday is because you care?" Melanie cooed and Sam pushed her away.

"I came because I knew everyone else would have forgotten," Sam said and Melanie laughed.

"Sure, sure," She sarcastically said, walking ahead of her sister. "What's the issue, Sis?" She turned around to stop her sister from walking. "Why are you holding back from such a man?"

"A man?" Sam repeated with a laugh. She was the one this time to walk ahead of her sister after giving her a shove. "You're crazy. After all these years Freddie still hasn't made it to the boy level let alone a man."

"So, he's a bit of a fixer-upper," Melanie said with a shrug. She then lifted a finger up to make her point, "but this I'm certain of." She ran up to her sister to grab hold of her arm to have her look at her. "You can fix that fixer-upper with a little bit of love!"

"You're insane," Sam said, running off as her sister rolled her eyes, watching her sister walk away.

"I bet it's the tough way he walks," Melanie looked at her nails pretending she had interest in them as she tried to grab Sam's attention. "Or the excitement way he talks," She held her hands against her head in a dreamy way. "Or the big, handsome muscles on his arms."

"Melanie, stop," Sam said, but her sister of course ignored her.

"And thought we both know he washes well, he always ends up sort of smelly, but you'll never meet a fellow who's as sensitive and sweet!" She said, running to the middle of the store and turned to look at her sister who stopped walking.

"What are you doing?" Sam yelled over to her sister, but she only threw her purse at Sam and continued to dance in the middle of the store.

"So, he's a bit of a fixer-upper, so he's got a few flaws." Melanie danced around, gaining attention from the others around, "Like his peculiar love for technology, especially his pearphone, that's a little outside of nature's laws!"

"Melanie!" Sam called again, trying to walk around her sister, but she would only block her way.

"So he's a bit of a fixer-upper!" Melanie continued to sing, "But this I'm certain of. You can fix that fixer-upper up with a little bit of love!"

"Can we please stop talking about this?" Sam tried to beg again, but Melanie shook her head and ran over to a guy who was shopping with his girl.

"So tell me, Sam, is it the way that he runs scared?" Melanie leaned her arm against the stranger's shoulder. "Or that he's socially impaired." She threw both her hands in front of her mouth. "Or that he only likes to kiss you all alone out of public?"

"No!" Sam yelled. "He's kissed me plenty of times out-" but she was wasn't able to continue her sentence.

"Are you holding back your fondness due to his unmanly brownness?" She ruffed another man's hair that was the same color as Freddie's before running to another guy.

Sam only followed her sister and laughed, amused with her sister's singing.

"Or maybe the way he covered up that he's the honest good?" Melanie hugged the two strangers and ran ahead.

She did a cartwheel down the hallway and the strangers all moved to the side to give her, her entrance.

"So, he's just a bit of a fixer-upper, he's got a couple of bugs!" She landed on his feet and threw her hands up. "His isolation is confirmation of his desperation of human hugs." She started spinning around, and ran to her sister to grab her hands and twirl together, "So, he's a bit of a fixer-upper but we know what to do. The way to fix up this fixer-upper is to fix him up with you!"

Sam groaned, this time walking faster away from her sister to head home as she laughed, skipping after her sister. She hummed the rest of the tune to herself for she could tell that Sam wasn't in the mood for her singing.