So … yeah, here's one last update before I go away for a month. Hope you enjoy ;)

General Pov

Kiley led them to a 21 and under club; you could hear the music blasting from the parking lot. Freddie took the free spot and took the keys out of the ignition and turned his head to face the backseats.

"What are we going to tell everyone?" He asked.

"Oh yeah, Marissa isn't going to let Freddie come here so late." James said.

Kiley shrugged. "I don't know. But were not going home, think of something quick."

"Tell her were going to the movies." Sam suggested. "Or cliff diving."

All heads whipped to Sam's. Sam shrugged with a slight smirk, "Oh come on, am I the only one who would want to hear her reaction about that?"

James laughed, even Kiley nodded her head a bit, but Freddie just rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed Mrs. Benson's number. "Hey mom," He said into the phone. "We decided were going to catch a movie before we go home." There was a short pause of Mrs. Benson's voice before Freddie continued. "Uh, we decided to take another way home." Pause. "It's only ten mom, and it's a very educational film." Pause. "Yes mom, Sam doesn't mind watching it…" Sam smirked, happy that Mrs. Benson would ask. "No it's not music. It's um…the movie about to start." He quickly said. "Alright, be home soon." Pause. Freddie looked between all of us before lowly muttering, "I love you too." Which made everyone laugh. He glared as he put his phone back into his pocket. "Let's just go." He said before exiting the car, everyone following. Kiley ran her fingers through her hair before following the music to the front entrance, where a large bald man with black shades on his eyes, arms crossed, and security across his shirt stood. He lifted his shades and nodded at the four and opened the door for them. The lights were colorful, the room crowded with many, many teenagers, the music so loud that you could barely be heard, screaming.

Kiley walked through the crowd, her back arched and her head high in her confident walk, Sam was a bit envious of how confident she was. Freddie looked down at Sam, who was standing directly next to him. "What do we do now?" He asked. She squinted her eyes and cupped a hand in a 'C' form around her ear. "What do we do now?" He asked his voice louder.

"You have to pee now?" She questioned her voice much louder than his. "Go ahead; you don't need to let me know." Freddie shook his head, and sighed.

"What-" He cut himself off, shaking his head again. "Do you want to dance?" He asked, his voice almost as loud as hers, he pointed to the dance floor, which James seemed to be dancing (if you would call it…dancing.) with three pretty girls. Sam rose her eyebrows.

"Dance?"

He nodded. "So we don't just stand around, in the way…" He said, as if on cue some tall guy bumped into Freddie pushing him into Sam. The boy looked down, apologizing before walking off. Sam glanced at the dance floor, which the DJ decided to slow down the music too. She held up her index finger.

"One dance."

He smiled slightly before grabbing onto her hand and dragging her to the floor. She awkwardly placed her hands on his shoulders, as he, also awkwardly placed his hands on her hips. They swayed back and forth, not really on tune with the beat of the music. "I thought you were a dancer." Freddie said, his voice not as loud because the music was lower. She narrowed her eyes,

"I am…why?"

He shrugged, her hands moving with it. "Doesn't seem like it."

"What the hell are you trying to say Benson?" She asked.

"Just that…nothing."
She rolled her eyes. "Anyway you're the guy aren't you supposed to lead?"

"Are you saying, you want me to lead?" He asked, his eyebrows rose. She didn't answer, she kept her straight face. Freddie smirked, "You do, don't you?"

"No. You'll probably step on my feet about a million times." She argued, as they argued, her arms wrapped around his neck, and his arms around her waist.

"Oh yeah Puckett?"

She nodded. "Yeah Ben-" Her breath hitched as suddenly she was dipped. She looked up at Freddie, who's arm were tighter around her waist and hers tighter around his neck, his face very close to hers. "What the hell Freddie?" She said smacking him on the arm when he lifted her back up.

"What?"

"What was that?" She asked.

"That was me leading." He answered, shrugging.

She narrowed her eyes. "Did you take Mommy- son dance classes?" She asked. He avoided eye-contact and rubbed the back of his neck. "HA. You did? That is gold." She laughed to herself.

"So should we go find Kiley?" Freddie asked.

"Why?"

He shrugged. "You go find her if you want, I really don't care." She said, angrily before walking off. Freddie cocked his head to follow where she was going.

"Sam?" He yelled. "Okay we won't find her!" He moved through the crowd. "Where did she go?" He wondered aloud.

"There you are Freddie," A voice said, an arm coming in contact with his shoulder, Freddie turned around to see Kiley standing there, her hair up in a high ponytail, and a cup to her mouth. "I was looking for you."

"Oh um, me and Sam were just…have you seen Sam?" He asked.

She took a spin around and shook her head. "No, sorry. But how about we go dance?" She suggested putting her cup down on a nearby table.

"I don't know, I think I should find Sam first." He said.

She grabbed his hand. "Oh come on, She's a big girl, you don't have to worry about her." She said. He looked from his right to his left, scanning the crowd for the blonde. He looked down at Kiley who was smiling up at him, batting her eyelashes.

"Just one dance?" She asked.

Switched places, he thought. He nodded his head, "Um, yeah, why not?"

Kiley smiled and lead him to where he was just minutes ago. The music picked up a lot. Kiley turned her back towards Freddie. Freddie's eyes widened, Kiley turned his eyes to him. She laughed a bit. "Relax Freddie." She said before taking his arms and wrapping his hands around his waist. She moved against him flowingly, to the beat of the music. After a few moments Freddie's eyes scanned the crowd again. He looked towards the small bar and noticed Sam immediately. She had a drink in hand and her legs crossed and was talking to James. He moved back, making Kiley slightly fall. She turned to him, her eyes narrowed. "What's wrong now Freddie?" She asked. He pointed to the bar.

"I found Sam and James. Maybe we should go join them." He said, not waiting for his answer as he walked towards the bar.

"You sure you don't want to dance?" James asked. Sam sighed and rolled her eyes.

"No James."

Freddie came up behind James, "Hey guys."

"Oh I didn't realize you were done dancing with Kiley." Sam said, not bothering to look at him as she took a sip of her drink, which Freddie smelled peppy cola.

"Yeah, dude. Leave your girl here all vulnerable." James said.

"I am not being vulnerable!" Sam argued.

James rolled his eyes. "Whatever, she wouldn't budge when I asked her to dance. That's what happens when you're dating someone." James said.

"Can I talk to Sam, alone?" Freddie asked.

James looked over at Sam who just rolled his eyes. He got up from his seat and walked off to the floor. Freddie took his seat. "Are you really mad?" Freddie asked. Sam's jaw clenched.

"You know Freddie Benson, for a nerd like you, you are really dumb." She said, throwing her empty cup down on the bar counter, and once again walking away. He grabbed her wrist before she could get away,

"What are you talking about Sam?" He asked.

She sighed. "Nothing." She sighed. "Can we just go?"

Freddie looked out to the crowd; ironically James took Freddie's position too, dancing with Kiley. "How about we go for a walk?" He asked. Sam nodded.

"Yeah, a walk."

An okay chapter. I rushed. Okay review, if you want another chapter because I'm getting lazy . I leave for Greece tomorrow. Have a good month =].