Ok so I promised a longer chapter? This isn't it. :) Ha! But it is pretty exciting! So enjoy...

"Samantha, get up!" Gram called through Sam's bedroom door. She moaned and rolled over to look at the clock, it was eight o'clock in the morning.

"It's Saturday!" She called back pulling the blanket over her head and snuggling into it. Her eyes popped open and she sat up. "Saturday...oh crap!" She muttered flinging the sheets off of herself and the bed leaping off of it. Gram was laughing as she went back downstairs.

"I'll make you some breakfast!" Gram yelled already half way down the stairs.

Sam began tearing her clothes off; she grabbed a pair of jeans off the floor and button up plaid shirt off a hanger. Slipping on flip flops and running her hands through her hand as she ran down the stairs. The swinging door to the kitchen banged against the wall as Sam shot through it. Gram jumped and turned a buttered bagel in her hand.

"What time am I suppose to be there?" She asked taking the bagel from Gram and took a bite enjoying its salty sweet taste.

Gram looked at the clock on the wall and began rolling meatballs for dinner. "Eight-thirty I believe..."

Sam was out the door before Gram could finish. She leapt down the porch stairs almost colliding with Cammie.

"What are you doing here?" She asked with a mouthful of bagel.

Cammie rolled her eyes. "I'm here to get your slowpoke butt."

Sam nodded. "Right, let's go!" She hopped into the passenger seat of Cammie's car; managing to finish her bagel before they got there.

X-x-x-x-x

"Hey Sam," Violette called from across set, she left whoever she was talking to so she could come stand by Sam. She waggled her eyebrows in her disturbing way and Sam got the shivers.

"Do I want to know?" She asked since Violette kept grinning at her.

"Oh, yeah," Violette said giving her a look Sam didn't quite get. Violette of course didn't elaborate any more; Sam guessed she was going to have to ask.

"Well out with it Vi," she said finally, getting annoyed.

Violette leaned in close a grin still on her face. "Guess what you are doing today?" She whispered and Sam could smell the icy mint of her gum.

"I don't know?" Sam answered slowly and confused. "Going to homecoming?" She guessed.

Violette rolled her eyes. "Well no duh, dip-shit."

Sam glared at her but she didn't care because she was grinning once again. "You get to smooch-smooch with Mr. Prettypants."

Sam was still confused. "You know I don't speak Violette."

Violette huffed. "You get to freakin' kiss Gabe in your scene today. Simple enough pea brain?" She stood back placing her hands on her hips, studying Sam. "Hey, you ok? You're turning purple."

Sam realized she wasn't breathing. This was ridiculous; she knew she was going to have to kiss Gabe...but today?

"Yeah, I'm cool."

"No you're not but that's not the point. Are you...nervous?" Violette asked sounding amused, then her eyes widened. "Wait. You haven't kissed him yet have you?" Her grin grew into a full blown smile. "Oh this is perfect," she started laughing. Sam couldn't see the humor in this.

"Vi, you are not hel-" Sam began but was cut off by Kenny and his megaphone.

"Ok people! Let's get a move on!" He strode towards Sam and Violette. Smiling at the two of them he raised a brow. "You ready?" He asked.

"Yes, sir!" Violette said smiling at him too, Sam just nodded. Kenny looked at her a little concerned.

"You ok Sam?"

Violette's arm came around Sam's shoulders as she opened her mouth to answer, but Violette beat her to the punch. "Oh, Sam's just a little nervous, she's fine!"

Kenny smiled again his worry gone. "You'll do great Sam, always do." Then he walked away motioning them to follow.

Sam swallowed her irritation towards Violette but couldn't seem to stomach her nerves.

x-x-x-x

"Hey Sam," Gabe smiled as she came onto set with him. She smiled back but didn't trust herself to speak yet. A part of her knew that she was being ridiculous; it's not as if the kiss meant anything, it was just their characters. Yet, Sam found herself worrying this kiss may mean something, not just to her character, but to her also.

What if it changed things? What if it got weird? Worse, what if it ruins their friendship? She already had that happen and wasn't looking to do it again. Kenny's voice yelling 'action' was like background noise to her. Her body and voice worked on their own, separate from her mind. Everything around her seemed to be moving slow and her heart raced, she prayed that she wouldn't pass out.

"Kristen?" Gabe leaned over Sam, using her character's name. Her heart thudded in her chest, it was coming, oh God, it was coming. Her hand rose brushing blonde shaggy hair away from his eyes tenderly.

"Yes?" She breathed hoping her heart couldn't be heard on camera. Gabe leaned closer, his breath mingling with hers. Her lips parted and she concentrated on her breathing.

In. Out. Repeat.

"I think I love you." Gabe whispered his gaze on her lips. Sam wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer to him. Slowly, softly, their lips met for a quick soft kiss, parting only to crash together again only more fiercely. Sam knew it wasn't the characters anymore, and that fact scared her more than anything. She pulled him closer until finally they parted again, both breathing heavily.

Sam gazed up at his eyes, their lips only a breath away. "I know I love you," she whispered watching as his eyes crinkled from a smiled before diving in for another kiss.

"Cut! Absolute perfection! I mean wow," Kenny yelled reminding Sam of her audience, which she was a little ashamed she realized she had forgotten about.

Gabe stood slowly offering his hand to help Sam up too. They both gazed at each other not saying a word though there were probably a million that needed to be said.

"Holy hell. That was hot," Violette said fanning herself off. "I mean wow." Gabe smiled blushing a little and Sam found herself doing the same thing.

"Yeah, that's what Kenny said," Gabe shrugging but still smiling at Sam.

"Well it was it was like...wow," Violette said sighing.

"There's one thing I thought I'd never see," Sam said earning questioning looks from both Gabe and Violette. "Vi, speechless."

Violette glared at her. "Well hardy-har."

Gabe tried to hide his laugh with a cough and Violette turned her gaze to him. His face mocked innocence and he cleared his throat. "Glass of water maybe?" He said trying to play off his laugh.

"Yeah, that's a good idea lover-boy," Violette said grabbing Sam's arm. "Besides, this temptress needs to get ready for a dance."

"What? Violette it's not until seven!" Sam said. Violette rolled her eyes.

"There is so much to be done!" She began dragging Sam away.

Sam looked over her shoulder at Gabe mouthing 'help me'. He smiled mouthing 'sorry'.

She groaned listening to the torture Violette wanted to put her through, but soon her voice became background noise as Sam's mind ventured. She touched her lips, which were now swollen from his kiss, and her heart quickened just from the thought of it.

She knew she was in some big trouble.