Not you're Girl
The story of how Sam Puckett became a distant memory
Day 477 of their relationship. Carly and Freddie's. It pierced her heart like a dagger. No longer did they have goofy conversations or hang out like they used to. Like when he loved her. Now most days, she found herself sitting on the window seat in her small bedroom in her apartment alone… well with the exception of her cat Frothy, who even though probably didn't understand what she was going through, was a good listener when she was pouring her heart out to him. He comforted her when she was crying, thinking about what could have been if she had never gotten in that elevator with him. Of course she would have never confessed to anyone that she cried about the littlest girly things. No, Sam Puckett was a strong tough girl… or at least she seemed to be…
