Part 2

Thanks for the reviews, story alerts and favorites: coketree20, JamaicaLove, livvi695, KrIsTeN-CuLlEn-45, yyy1312, ahkullerkeks, Bambi94 and Gabsickle. I really love reviews and favorites! They make me happy, lol. Anyway, here's the next chapter, as promised. Hope you all enjoy it! You finally get to find out Sammy's secret, but you probably guessed already anyway.

As soon as Freddie entered the detention room that afternoon, he spotted Sam slouching in a chair in the back of the room. He immediately headed over to the desk beside her. As he quickly glanced around the room, he noticed all of the regulars: Rip-Off Rodney, Teri Trouble, Slacker Seth, and Detention Daisy, along with many others. He recognized a guy he knew from AV Club, Jeffrey. He waved to him.

Sam followed his gaze. "Dude, you know that guy?"

"Yeah, he's Jeffrey from AV Club." Freddie shrugged. "Why do you wanna know?"

"Freddip, he's insanely hot!" Sam gave him a weird look. "Think you could set me up or something?"

Freddie felt a strange surge of a horrible feeling shoot through him. He felt like getting up and punching Jeffrey in the face, though of course he would not. Gritting his teeth, he replied, "Why would I do that?"

Sam made a pouty face. "Cause we're friends?"

Suddenly, Carly entered the room. She spotted Freddie and raised her eyebrows. "What are you doing here?" She mouthed.

Freddie shrugged and motioned to Sam. Carly then nodded in understanding, scanning the room. When she saw Jeffrey, her eyes lit up. She went over and began to chat with him.

Sam sighed. "Guess it's too late now, eh, Freddork?"

Freddie gave her a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry, Sam."

Sam shrugged, grinning wildly. "Oh, it doesn't matter anyway. I wasn't that interested in him, just thought he was cute. I'm totally interested in someone else."

"Who would that someone be?" Freddie asked, and then caught himself.

"Why do ya wanna know?" Sam muttered.

"I don't know," Freddie shrugged. "Just cause we're friends, I suppose? Or frenemies?"

Freddie couldn't help but notice Sam's sudden change in facial expressions, from hopeful to dejected. "Yeah, just frenemies, Fredly."

Freddie awkwardly decided to change the subject. "So, had any ham lately?"

"NO," Sam moaned. "I'm going to die if I don't get some soon. Either that or some fried chicken. " She cast a sideways glance at Freddie, almost as if her words had a double meaning.

Rip-Off Rodney appeared behind them then, like he'd been summoned. "Hey, guys, I couldn't help but overhear you talking about fried chicken."

"Stalker," Sam mouthed in Freddie's direction. Freddie nodded.

"How about some fried chicken, then?" Rip-Off asked. "I've got some in my bag." He rummaged through his huge grocery bag and pulled out a box of KFC fried chicken.

"I wasn't talking about that kind," Sam yelled.

"What kind then?" Rip-Off inquired, pulling different kinds of fried chicken out of his bag. "I have McDonalds, home-cooked, store-bought…"

Sam cut him off. "I WASN'T TALKING ABOUT FOOD!" she screamed, causing every person in the room to turn and stare at her. However, once they saw who it was, they turned back around and resumed talking. Freddie snickered, and then he began to wonder what she was talking about. She was interested in someone else….she needed fried chicken, but not the food…obviously she had a crush on someone, but who? And why did he care? He 'hated' Sam.

Mr. Howard entered the room then, and began to yell. "YOU ARE IN DETENTION! YOU CHILDREN, OR DELINQUENTS I SHOULD SAY, SHOULD BE ABLE TO SHUT YOUR MOUTHS FOR 2 HOURS! I AM GOING TO SIT HERE AND STARE AT YOU AS A PUNISHMENT FOR YOUR ACTIONS!" He then plopped on the desk and stared at the students.

Secretly, Freddie pulled out his phone and fired off a text to Sam. It was full of mistakes because he was unable to look at the screen, but he didn't care. He HAD to know who Sam liked.

To: Princess Puckett

HeySam. So, what's the cig secret? Does i have anything to do with this 'mystery guy' u r in love with? You promised to tell me in detention, remembar?

Freddie sat there for a few minutes in nervous silence.

From: Princess Puckett

Um, Frednub? Wth? The CIG secret? I don't smoke (yet), dude! About ur second question….maybe u do. It all depends…nub.

After reading her text, Freddie was incredibly confused. He went back and checked his original text, then busted out laughing. He'd meant to write BIG secret and does IT have anything to do with, but he'd messed up once again. But now he knew that this mystery guy could have something to do with him.

Mr. Howard looked up at the sound of Freddie's laugh. "Freddie Benson, once again, is interrupting my time. Why are you laughing this time, delinquent?"

How dare he call FREDDIE BENSON a delinquent, Freddie thought. But instead of voicing his opinion, he decided to use his newly developed (with lots of help from Sam) lying skills. "The cracks in the ceiling look like a balloon," he told him, collapsing in laughter once again.

"Um, all right then," Mr. Howard muttered, confused. Freddie knew that he thought of Freddie as a horrible liar, so Mr. Howard thought Freddie was telling the truth. "I advise you not to laugh again though."

"Yes, Mr. Howard," Freddie stated boredly before texting Sam back.

To: Princess Puckett

Srry, I mean tto say BIG secret not bi secet. Can u just tell me te secret?

Freddie looked over at Sam, who shook her head fiercely. He grinned. Desperate times call for desperate measures, he thought as he began rapidly texting her.

To: Princess Puckett

Please?

To: Princess Puckett

PLEASE?

To: Princess Puckett

PEASE?

To: Princess Puckett

Fin, I'll tell Wendy we kissedddddd. Idc.

Finally, finally, FINALLY, Freddie's phone vibrated, indicating a new text. He began to read it immediately.

From: Princess Puckett

Wow, Freddo, u've gotten sneaky, guess u've picked up on Mama's ways. Anyway, I'll tell u after class, k? I kinda want to tell u in person, dorko.

To: Princess Puckett

Fine, but u better tell me then!

From: Princess Puckett

I will, swear.

Freddie was excited, but at the same time he wasn't sure if he wanted to know who Sam's mystery guy was. It seemed weird to him at the time, but a part of him wanted Sam's guy to be HIM. There was also a part of him that knew it couldn't be him.

After class, Freddie ran over to Sam.

"You have to tell me!" He commanded, but just as he said that, Carly walked up.

"Hey, guys, Jeffrey asked me out!" Carly squealed. She then began to talk about Jeffrey for quite a few minutes, leaving both Sam and Freddie incredibly irritated. Finally, Spencer pulled up.

"Gotta go," Carly smiled at them. "You guys need a ride?"

"No, I have one," Sam and Freddie said simultaneously, and then glared at each other.

Carly looked bewildered. "Well, I'll see you guys later then. Bye!"

Sam and Freddie waved to her, and then Freddie turned to Sam. "WHAT IS IT?"

"I don't wanna tell you," Sam whined.

"Why?" Freddie screeched.

"Cause you'll laugh in my face or something," she muttered.

"What?" Freddie asked. "I wouldn't do that."

"Swear?" Sam held up her pinky.

"Swear." Freddie shook it.

"Well, this is kinda hard for me to say, and I'll probably never say it again….hopefully never… but for some sick, twisted reason I ended up liking you…dork. Yeah, I like you." Sam looked down.

Realization suddenly struck him, and Freddie grinned. "I like you too."

"What?" Sam looked up, and for one second, Freddie could see happiness, shock and joy all over her face. Then she composed herself. "Yeah, well, don't get too cocky, Frednub."

"Wasn't planning on it," Freddie smirked. "Hey, Sam, wanna go out with me?"

"Duh," Sam replied. "How about some smoothies?"

Freddie looked pained. "They're on me, right?"

"Well, of course." Sam grabbed his arm. "Come on, Freddison, let's go get some smoothies." She grabbed Freddie's arm, and pulled him towards the door. Freddie willingly let her pull him, hoping he had enough money.

Maybe this week wouldn't be the worst of Freddie's life, as he'd expected.

Okay, that was horrible…I tried to make it the cliché I like you, omg I like you too scenario, or the cliché Seddie "Oh, she's pretty… oh, I shouldn't be thinking that…omg I like her!" but it was too hard, sorry . I also tried to keep them in character, so I hope that they stayed in character. I hope you all liked it, please review, but please no flames, only constructive criticism. Thanks to all who reviewed and favorite! Hope it wasn't too horrible!