HELLOOOOO EVERYBODY! This is your old pal PsychoticAppleSauce here with a new "story" kinda thingy.

PERSONAL DISCLAIMER: I know, I'm guilty of some of these cliché story plots and I am in no way making fun of anyone…Just the story plots. Please DO NOT point out ANY specific author names in a review or PM. Respect your fellow writers…Unless they're Creddie. Then you can go crazy.

Let's get started.

First Plot:

I think this might be the most overly used idea that I've ever seen. I mean, it could be good depending on how it's written (maybe with some originality and creativity) but here's the most UNoriginal. Enjoy.

SUMMARY: Sam's is arrested and needs Freddie to pick up something from her house. He ends up finding her diary and finds out something interesting about Sam.

Freddie's POV

Yeah so I was having this great dream about computers and having all this tech equipment because that's all I ever dream about y'know. Obviously everyone dreams about the stuff they like to do most! Dreams can't be original! Anyway, I was woken up by (GASP!) Sam calling me! OMG! So I picked up my phone immediately because when someone calls me at 3 o' clock in the morning, I always answer on the first ring.

"Hello?" I said, perfectly awake as if I've been expecting this call.

"Hey dorkwad, it's Sam." Sam growled angrily.

"Hey Sam what's up?" I said happily.

"I'm at the police station because I suddenly get arrested all the time due to my undying love for you. (But don't tell anyone that I write it all down in my diary)."

"And why are you calling me about it?"

"Because, stupid, I ironically keep money under my bed just in case I get arrested even though I'm broke all the time!"

"OH! That makes sense! And I'm guessing that you want me to get the money and bail you out?" I answer.

"Duh."

"Well that's too bad! I'm going to be a jerk and make you beg politely for my help." I crossed my arms and stuck out my lower lip like a girl.

"Oh Freddie, please! My only wish is for you go into my room and grab the small wooden box under my bed where I keep all my personal items that I hope you never see!" Sam cried into the phone. I gave up and promised I would get the box in the morning.

The next morning, I drive my car up to Sam's nasty and disgusting house and open the door because obviously there's not going to be anyone home to stop me. Ew! The carpet is sooo gross! I need to go into extreme detail on every little quality of the house and how nasty it is. I go upstairs and automatically know where Sam's room is. WHAT? She has all these girly items in her room! Posters of boys! Pink curtains! Stuffed animals! Pictures of me! I walk over to her bed and lift up the perfectly made blanket and peak under the bed.

Wow there's a big box with the words "Keep Out!" In big red letters! Instead of respecting Sam's privacy, I'm going to see what's in the box. I pull it out and blow all the dust off the top. Oh DARN! I need a key! I look on Sam's dresser and find a shiny gold key because that's the most reasonable place to keep something that important! I grab the key and shove it into the lock. Oh my GOSH! It works. The box opens and I can see Sam's diary!

"I didn't know Sam had a diary!" I say out loud to myself. I open it to a completely random page and start to invade Sam's privacy.

Dear Diary,

OMGz today Freddie totally looked at me! I could just squeal like a girly girl and jump up and down! LOL he's sooo hawt and yummy! I totally changed my personality! I don't know why I suddenly love him without any personal development but WHATEVER!

I LOVE YOU DIARY!

~Sam!

P.S. KITTENS RULE!

Oh. My. Gosh! I love Sam too without any personal development! We are so perfect for each other because we were in love from the very moment we kissed! I grab the magical money and dash over to the police station where Sam was waiting for me, smiling as if she already knew I was in love with her! I walk up to the bars and smile.

"Sam I have a confession." I say, "I read your diary."

"Oh my gosh! You did? I'm so glad!" Sam wasn't even mad!

"You're glad?"

"Yeah because I hoped you would see that I wrote about you!"

"I love you!"

"I love you too Freddie!" Sam shouted. Then we were kissing through the bars because you're allowed to do that in jails! I handed the money to the guard and me and Sam walked out hand in hand. We lived happily ever after!

Gawd this was so painful to write.But I hope it was entertaining to you. Please leave a review and tell me what cliché story you want me to parody next. Update soon to come!