CH 5:

Sam only got a glimpse of the dumbstruck look that was plastered on Spencer's face before she was met by a drooling Freddie.

"Wow Sam, you look wonderful. I just wanted to say-"

"Yeah, yeah out of my way Benson," Sam uttered in a harsh tone that did not match her feminine appearance.

Sam pushed Freddie out of the way, and continued to elbow her way through the crowd in attempts of getting closer to Spencer. When she finally saw his head towering over the crowd of people around him she realized he hadn't moved in inch. In fact, she was pretty sure his face hadn't changed from when she first walked in the room. Jaw clenched and eyes glazed over in thought, he stood frozen in infatuation. Sam smirked at the the thought of Spencer's excitement; she knew her plan was working.

Even though she did not physically speak, she told Spencer exactly how she felt with one look as she passed by him. Staring deep into his eyes she let him know that she wanted him and that she would do everything in her power to make him fall for her. But what Sam didn't know was that he already had.

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Spencer was never the type of guy that got hung up on one girl. He was the suave smooth talker that go t what he wanted from women and moved on. But something about Sam shook Spencer, throwing him off his game. Spencer found himself alone in the kitchen for a duration of the party, despite Carly's numerous attempts to get him to random dance with her. He told her he couldn't dance because he blew out his knee square dancing with Socko's grandmother, but the truth was he was too busy watching Sam to dance with Carly.

Spencer noticed a difference in Sam's movements as she danced in the middle of the Shay's living room. Her dancing had become more rhythmic than the usual dancing she did on iCarly which mostly consisted of flailing limbs and head banging. Spencer noted her swaying hips and the way her hands explored her body, documenting her every move in his mind.

Spencer watched as a boy he had never seen before snuck up behind her and placed both his hand on her waist. Sam giggled and turned around, slipping her arms around his neck and continued dancing. An unexpected fire emerged from deep within Spencer as her dancing became more intimate, till the point where they were on verge of vulgarity. Then as the boy's hands slowly slid down the small of her back and on to her ass Spencer exploded out of his seat and marched over to where they were dancing. He raced right over to her and grabbed hold of her wrist.

"Hey, what the hell do you think you are doing?" Sam blurted out with rage.

"Yeah man, what the hell?" her partner added.

"Come here, I need to talk to you, now," Spencer insisted.

"Listen dude, I don't know what your deal is but you need to back off," the boy replied.

"Fuck off diptuck. Yeah, you heard me. Beat it!" Spencer yelled aggressively, causing the boy back away with his hands raised in submission.

"Spencer!" Sam exclaimed.

"Here come with me, away from the crowd. I want you alone."

Spencer maintained a tight grip on Sam's arm as he led her swiftly down the hall where he swung open the door to his bedroom, led Sam inside, and closed the door behind him.