So, I was bored and I decided to try the overly used idea of the secret relationship. I know it's done a lot, don't flame me for it! It will (hopefully) be different than any other stories. Please review! They help me to put up chapters A LOT faster, and Carly won't find out until I'm done with the episodes (it follows the series, starting at iThink They Kissed). Let's begin!
iBreak a Promise Chapter 1
We were finally free.
Spencer, after realizing his mistake, ran back to the house and cut us all out. Carly immediately ran upstairs to take a shower. She claimed she couldn't stand the feel of "duct tape sticky stuff" on her shirt. Sam and I questioned how she could feel it through her shirt, and she said she "just could", then fled upstairs. Spencer went back to the Groovy Smoothie then, leaving Sam and I alone.
An awkward silence consumed us for a few seconds before Sam (of course) broke it. "So, Freddo, did you like it?"
I gave her a strange look. "Um, what are you talking about?"
Sam rolled her eyes, as if she couldn't believe I was even asking. "Duh, Freddumb. The kiss!"
"What?" My eyes widened in surprise. "Um…"
Sam sighed, and then moved closer to me. She grabbed the corners of my striped polo shirt. "Look, do you want me to have to use pain as a force to get you to tell me?"
I moved just a bit closer. "I'm not scared of you, Sam."
"Sure you aren't," She laughed. She then decided to try the same tactic Carly used often on me, I could tell. "Freddie? Please? I really want to know." She pouted and made her big blue eyes teary.
"Sam, it's not….gonna….work," I was suddenly overcome by the force of her pouting face. "Uh, yes, I liked it."
Sam seemed satisfied. "Always works," she muttered before telling me, "Good, cause I liked it too."
My head shot up immediately. "What? You're not lying?"
"Sam Puckett doesn't lie," Sam announced, and I gave her a doubtful look. "Okay, so maybe I do, but Freddork, I don't lie about things like this."
I tilted my head to the side. "You're not pranking me, are you? Cause if you are, Samantha Puckett, I'm not falling for it."
Sam pulled me even closer, so that our noses were about two inches apart. "First, Fredward Benson, NEVER call me Samantha. I'm Sam, ONLY Sam, got that? Second, I. AM. NOT. PRANKING. YOU. Get that through your head. I love you, okay?"
I sat for a moment in stunned silence. Sam covered her mouth, and I could tell that she hadn't meant to say it. My suspicions were confirmed when she said, "Hey, I didn't mean to say that. Let's just pretend this never happened. And don't even think about using this for blackmail, because if you do, you will be hurt in places you don't want to be hurt."
Suddenly, I got my senses back. "What if I don't want to pretend it never happened?"
Sam gave me a weird look. "What?"
"What if I love you too?" I asked, a smile breaking across my face.
"So, you…" Sam looked like she was trying to add the pieces together.
"Yes," I smiled. "So, um, do you wanna go out sometime?..."
Sam grinned. "As long as we get food and you pay."
"So….we're girlfriend and boyfriend?..." I asked.
Sam gave me a pleading look again. "Can I be the boyfriend?"
"What? No." I glared at her.
"Well, you sure can't," She announced. "You're not manly enough."
"Who says?" I argued back.
"Me, and Carly, and everyone else in the world," She informed me.
"No one thinks that but you," I growled. "You know, I have muscles now." I flexed my arm, showing off my biceps.
"Wow, Freddork has muscles, the world must be ending," Sam laughed.
"Whatever," I muttered. "You know, it's pointless arguing with you. You're too stubborn."
Sam looked as if she was considering something. "Maybe I should be a lawyer."
"Maybe you should, and protect the rights to eat ham," I told her.
Sam didn't pick up on the sarcasm. "Maybe I will," she said excitedly.
"I was kidding, those lawyers don't exist," I rolled my eyes.
"Oh," Sam looked a little mad. "You suck, Fredweird. You got me all excited and everything."
"But you love me anyway," I replied in a sing-song voice.
"Don't push your luck, Benson." Sam growled.
"Wasn't planning on it," I threw my hands up. "Anyway, are we gonna tell Carly?"
"Nah," Sam replied.
I was shocked. "Nah? She's our best friend, and we PROMISED to tell her everything, and…"
Sam cut me off. "Dude, Freddison, chill. I remember all of that, despite what you think, I'm not stupid. I just think it'd be more…interesting…if we kept it a secret. From EVERYONE."
A devious smirk appeared on my face. "That could be fun."
"You know how I love a challenge," Sam smirked also. "And, how about we make it more interesting? The person who gives it away first gets a wedgie. Unless we are caught together, then we both give each other one."
I laughed. "What if we keep it up until…um…never mind."
"We get married?" Sam raised her eyebrows.
I blushed. "I'm dead now, right?"
Sam laughed. "Nah, I was thinking that too. Let's just shoot for a year, okay? If no one wins in a year, then we give up."
"Sounds good," I smiled at my new secret girlfriend. "Well, let's shake on it."
Sam spit in her hand, and I spit in mine. We then reached out and shook hands. She then leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. "Sealed with a kiss," she teased. She stood up to leave.
"Wait, Sam," I called. "Um, whenever I flirt with Carly, I don't want to, okay? It's just for…keeping up appearances. And whenever I tell you I hate you, I mean the opposite."
A grin flashed up on Sam's face. "Well, the last thing, same goes for me. And when I make fun of you, I don't mean it, it's just for appearances…and it's fun."
"Well, see ya then, Sammo," I laughed.
"Bye, Freddork," Sam smirked at me as she left. "Love ya."
"Love you too," I called as she left, before sighing and sitting on Carly's couch.
A few minutes later, Carly was finally out of one of her famous super-long showers. She appeared at the bottom of the stairs. "Hey, Freddie. Where did Sam go?"
"She left," I told Carly.
"You guys didn't fight, did you?" Carly looked worried.
"Nah," I grinned. "See ya later, Carls."
The look on Carly's face was priceless, but I left anyway.
I couldn't wait to see how this bet/ relationship would turn out.
So, there it is! There's the twist- Sam makes their relationship into kind of a bet... this should be interesting. If you want to see how it turns out, REVIEW! The next chappy is about iCook, showing how the Secret Seddie during it is kind of hints of their relationship. So review and I'll write faster! Sorry if I don't update immediately, I'm working on 5 stories. iMiss Sam, this one, 2 story requests from friends, and 1 for myself :0 but I couldn't refuse this idea!
Thanks for reading! Sorry if you didn't like it, it's kinda fluffy and cliché, but that's good sometimes! I'm kinda a fluffy person at times.