So here's the nest installment!
Marissa Benson was confused by her son's behaviour. That morning she had asked him to invite Sam to do their baby blanket task that evening and he had refused. He had mumbled something about not speaking to her before stomping off to school. She had to ring the girl herself and thought it would be better if she didn't tell her son. The mother figured that they would make up once they were face to face. Marissa wasn't stupid; she knew it had something to do with Freddie coming home with a bloody nose.
When the door bell rang, she was glad Freddie was still at an AV club meeting.
"What up Mrs. B?" said Sam with a piece of bacon dangling from her mouth. Marissa didn't miss the girl's shifty eyes as they settled on Freddie's bedroom door. Sam was nervous.
She thought it best if she settled the girl. "Don't worry, Freddie's still at AV club. Scott is in the kitchen.
"Why would I be worried?" Sam tried to act cool but her tone was just a little too defensive.
"Freddie told me that you two weren't speaking," said the older woman, trying to get Sam to open up to her. From what Freddie had said about Sam's mother, she wasn't the best role model for the teenage girl.
"Yeah. Because he's a nub." Sam paused. "No offence."
"He did appear to be quite angry this morning…" Marissa prompted.
"Yeah, well he's a dork for freaking out like that." Sam got up out of the bar stool in the kitchen and made her way to the couch. All this stuff with Freddie's mom was making her uncomfortable.
"Freaking out about what exactly." Finally Sam was talking to her.
It was at that point Freddie decided to arrive home.
"Hey mom, what's for dinner?" he said before realising that his ex-friend was also in his home. "What are you doing here Puckett?"
"Freddie, she's your friend!"
"Save it Mrs. B. He can't help being a jerk." Sam was still angry at him. Why couldn't he just like her back?
"Oh I've had enough of you two. Let's just finish the task and then Sam can go home." Marissa got the blankets and Scott set up in the living room.
"Fine by me." Freddie raised his eyebrows at Sam. "Just don't try anything."
"As if I would." Sam growled back. EUGH she hated him!
The task was done in complete silence and Sam noticed that every time she would reach over Freddie to grab the blanket he would flinch. She sighed. It didn't seem as if things would be normal again. When Mrs Benson had signed them off she turned to the boy.
"Look Fredlumps, I'm sorry that I punched you."
Freddie looked her up and down trying to figure out if she was being sincere. "Well I'm not."
Both Marissa and Sam were now confused. "What?" they said simultaneously. Sam looked at Mrs Benson just realising that she was watching the pair argue.
Freddie had an arrogant smile on his lips. It didn't suit him. "After you left Carly was so concerned about my welfare, that she let me stay for another three hours. We watched a movie, had dinner and talked."
Marissa could see a flash of emotion in Sam's eyes, but it was gone within the space of a blink. "So?"
"We had such a good time together. We're going on a date Friday night."
Sam looked at him in disgust. She loathed him. This time the single mother didn't miss the hurt in Sam's eyes. "Well done Freddimame Benson. You finally got your girl."
"And you said I'd have no chance."
Sam gave a sarcastic smile. "Looks like I was wrong."
"Yup."
Sam hated not having the last word but right now she wanted to be anywhere but standing in front of a smug Freddie. She was a tough girl. It wasn't as if she was going to cry. She just needed to hit something really badly and she was afraid that she was going to punch the jerk again.
As calmly as she could, she grabbed Scott. "Thanks for having me Mrs B."
"Bye Samantha," said Marissa.
Just for good measure, she shoved Freddie out of her path before heading to the door.
As soon as the door slammed, Freddie turned to his Mother. "Man, that girl is COMPLETELY INSANE! What is her problem?"
Marissa just smiled at her son. She knew exactly what Sam Puckett's problem was.
"YOU'RE GOING ON A DATE WITH FREDDIE?" Sam literally yelled as she entered Carly's apartment without so much as a knock.
"Well hello to you too." Carly was in her usual chirpy mood. "Want to watch Lewbert put cream on his wart?"
She was watching the doorman courtesy of Freddie's hidden cameras.
Sam looked at the screen tempted, before remembering why she had sought Carly out. "Are you going to the cinema with Freddie on Friday?
Carly was so engrossed watching Lewbert that she barely heard the question. "Hmm? Oh yeah. The new Galaxy Wars film is out."
Sam blinked in amazement. "I thought you didn't like him."
"Of course I like him. He's one of my best friends." Carly smiled before popping a potato chip in her mouth.
"That's no reason to go on a date with him."
"Date? Who said anything about a date?" It was Carly's turn to be confused.
Suddenly it all made sense. Carly had agreed to go see the new movie and Freddie had only gone and assumed that meant they were going on a date. Sam felt a whole lot better than she had for the last half an hour. "So you want to do some random dancing?"
"We're not in the studio," said Carly puzzled by Sam's suggestion.
"So?" Sam ran over to the stereo and put some music on, cranking up the volume. "It's fun!"
Carly watched her best friend. It did look like fun. She began jumping on the couch while Sam attempted to do 'the running man'. It was like having their own private party, until the front door swung open with Mrs Benson standing with her arms folded across her chest. She had a disapproving look on her face. "Fredward wanted to check if Samantha was here before coming over. I guess I'll tell him to try later."
An idea popped into Sam's head. "Wait. Mrs. B. You look like you could do with letting off a little steam. Come dance with us." Sam grabbed the older woman's hand and hauled her to the middle of the room.
"Really Sam, I don't think that is such a good idea…"
Freddie was wondering what was taking his mother so long. He had just asked her to check whether Sam was at Carly's. It didn't take 15 minutes to do that. Tired of waiting around, he knocked on the front door. No one answered. Music was pounding through it. It sounded like the Shay's were having a party.
He entered. "Carly-" he started but paused when he saw his friends cheering his mother who was attempting to do 'the alligator'.
"MOM WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" he said completely horrified that his mother was yet again embarrassing him in front of his friends.
"Dancing Fredward. It's quite exhilarating." She said happily. "Samantha was just teaching me 'the alligator'."
"Yeah Freward," Sam chimed in.
Freddie rolled his eyes and faced his mom again. "We don't like her remember?"
"Oh dear. Samantha was right. You do need to learn to lighten up." She came over to her son and put her arms around him and gave him a light squeeze before letting go. Mrs Benson winked at Sam. "We should take you home and put some more tick lotion on."
"MOTHER! I DON'T HAVE TICKS!"
Sam sauntered over to the boy. "Do as your mother says and you won't get tick bites." She bit the air inches from his right cheek.
Freddie tilted his head to face his enemy. Sam raised her eyebrows as if to challenge him. He leered before grabbing the collar of her t-shirt and bringing her lips towards his. He felt her protest but he just deepened the kiss. He didn't let go until he felt her respond and whimper against his lips.
Both the teenagers stared at each other while the third's jaw dropped. Freddie's stare was hard while Sam's was full of disbelief. "That was payback," he said smugly before feeling the back of his head being smacked by his mother.
"FREDDIE BENSON! HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO THE POOR GIRL!?" Marissa lugged her son back to their apartment.
Sam puckered her lips, reeling.
Well that was unexpected.
Okay, so I got mixed reviews for the last chapter, but that was expected. I hope to guys like this one a whole lot better.
I wanted Mrs. Benson involved with the relationship because I wanted her to like Sam more than Carly.
Please review!!! :D
Tomorrow will probably be my last chapter for a while
How do you guys like this kiss? Better?
DDF
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