Sweet Escape
chapter 1
Sam's Pov
"Mac and Cheese on table 42. Man with a long beard." Jessa calls from the kitchen as she slides the plate of mac and cheese on the island. Rene, the waiter, took the plate and place it on the tray he was holding and disappear from the glass doors leading to the main room of the restaurant.
You guys must be wondering what the heck I'm doing in a restaurant. Well, shall I tell the story behind the mystery? Okay.
Remember the time Gibby and I opened a restaurant at the basement of Ridgeway? Well, it all starts there. Having that kind of business made me realize a lot of things...things that involved my future plans. I realized that its what I really wanted. I mean, I love to eat and I know a thing or two about cooking as well. You guys thought that just because I'm lazy doesn't mean I can't do stuffs. C'mon people, how do you think I survived all these years? My mom barely gave me attention let alone a food to eat. I gotta feed myself too you know and I don't always depend on the Shay's fridge. So, anyways, after the restaurant was shut down, I came to a decision that I want to be chef and build my own restaurant. Yeah, I know, Me want to be a chef? Doesn't that include a lot of studying and Sam hates studying. You guys are dead wrong, just because I'm lazy to study doesn't mean I don't want to study anymore. Besides, I'm going to study something that I love...FOOD!
So, after we finished highschool (yup, I did graduate.) I apply for a scholarship at Seattle University with Carly and Fredster. I got it and enrolled for Culinary. But that didn't stop there, I also started to rebuild the old restaurant but not at Ridgeway's basement. I got a help from Spencer, Ted and Marissa because I'm not legal enough to put up my own restaurant, so yeah, Ted hired for my own attorney and soon, I got documents that gave me the authorization to put up my own restaurant.
Sam's Kitchen has been running for almost two years now and is still running smoothly and great. I got all my daily expenses from there. I had the ability to pay for the rent, water and electric bills, phone bills, my car and other stuffs too. Yup, my life's better because of it. The only problems is that I have to balance my studies, doing iCarly (you thought we'll stop the show just because we turned 18 already? C'mon guys.) and the managing of the restaurant. Its really hard to multi-task everything, I mean, I have to go to school in the morning be at the restaurant in the afternoon to supervise and help around especially when its all packed, then I have to rehearse for the show in the evening. Its not actually what normal 18 year teenage girls do, right? But who says I'm normal? I'm far from normal.
"Ms. Sam, Freddie is outside looking for you." Janine, who's my chinese hired waiter said.
"What does he need?" I asked, wiping my hands to the apron hanging in my front.
"I'm sorry but I didn't asked." she wince, thinking that I might get angry.
"S'okay. Just get Digna here and tell her to finish my work here. Table 2 is waiting." I said and pat her shoulders.
I remove the greasy apron and hang it on the rack. I pull my hair in a messy ponytail and went out of the kitchen. I spotted him at the bar, tapping his fingers on the counter as he play with his drink. I walk towards him and tap him from behind. He jump a bit and whip his head at me. Once he saw it was me, he smiles and stand up.
"Hey baby." he snake his arms around my waist and pull me closer before giving me kiss on the lips.
"Hey. What are you doing here?"
"Why? Is it against the rule that I cannot visit my girlfriend because I miss her?" He pouts with a fake look on his face. I roll my eyes and can't help but smile.
"Fine. I miss you too." He broke into a wide grin and I giggle."But..you know I'm working."
He frown and tilt his head at me."Why do you even need to work? You have your employees to do the job. Your job is to spend more quality time with Freddie."
"Okay. Can you give me a minute? I'll be out in awhile. Just sit here and order whatever you want." I pinch his cheeks and tap his nose.
"But I want you. Can I order you?" he asked hopefully with those big brown eyes.
"Will you stop acting like a child? You look funny." I said.
"You're such a killer." He peck my lips. I pull away from hi grasp and he scowl."Hey!"
"Just wait for me." I blow him a kiss before disappearing back to the kitchen.
Another thing that is great about my life is my two and a half year relationship with Freddie. Yes, Freddie 'the nerd' Benson. And yes, we did got back together. After six months of building myself to be normal and him to be abnormal, we realized...its STUPID. We end up in the fire escape where everything first started and we talked about our feelings and have known tha nothing changed and to there, we decided to be together again because..we love each other so much.
After five minutes, I got back at him, dressed in my casual clothes: tight jeans, white tank top and leather jacket. I saw him talking to one of my best employees behind the bar: Jaimé.
Hmm. I see he did order some martini. Good for my nub. I smile and went towards them.
"Whatya talking 'bout?"
"Jaimé here is just reporting to me how you've been stressing yourself around here."
"Oh, really now?" I raise an eyebrow and place my hand on my hips, tapping my foot like what a mother does when she found out her kid did something bad.
"Yup and Jaimé here will now report to me everything." he said, tilting my chin down to him.
"Oh my. I am so dead. What shall I do?" I said dramarically, putting my hands over my chest, a fake worriness etched on my face.
"So dead, baby." he said."So, I'll see you around then, Jaimé, my good man. My baby girl and I have some plans to do." He pat his shoulder and turn to me.
He stand up and interwine our hands together before he leads me out the restaurant. I stop midtracks when I realized his car is nowhere to be found.
"Uh..where's your car?"
"Over there." he points to the red mustang model with a smirk.
"What happened to your baby?" I gasp and walk over the new car. Actually, I'm pretty impressed. I never imagine him to drive behind wheels in one of these cars but his old ford car was like his life. I remembered him tearing up when I accidentally smashed his windshield with a baseball bat. Man, he looks so much of a dork. If he isn't my boyfriend, I would've wreck his car even more just to make fun of him.
"I still have it. Its in the house and Mom will be using it whenever she wants to." he said.
"Why'd you bought a new car. Your old one's still new and good." I asked, tracing lines on the shiny red car.
He lean over his side of the car and smile proudly.
"I just want something new. Sports cars are for big boys. Besides, I can still use my old one." He said. He grabs my waist and swirl me around.
"Oh..so you think that because you bought a sports car meaning your a big boy now, huh?" I cross ny arms between our pressed bodies."Or maybe you just want to impress some hot chick out there."
"Correct and yup. She's pretty hot. Like the hottest and stunningly beautiful chick ever. "
"May I ask if I know this girl?"
"Maybe. Maybe you've seen her. She works around the Sam's Kitchen, sometimes host a webshow. I bet she has a very handsome and hot boyfriend as well." he plays with my fingers and smile
"You mean a nerdy boyfriend." I tease and chuckle.
"I don't know, the guy's been center of attention to most girls in his school nowadays." he smirk.
I'm pretty aware that back in our highschool since he reached puberty that a lot of girls were noticing him more but the thing was..he's clueless. Completely oblivious of his mind because, lets just say that he's only have his mind on me. And when we attend college, he's even more of a handsome guy but still have that baby smooth face that I love and that boyish smile on his face. So, yeah, now he's aware of his handsomeness an sometimes act a bit braggy but I know it doesn't goes up to his head anyways.
"Oh, is that so. So, now you think you're hot now? You're quite beginning to be cockier and braggier, Mr. Benson." I push my finger on his chest, eyebrows raised and gave him an accusing look.
"Don't tell me you don't find me hot the way I find you hot, Ms. Puckett."
"I decline to comment nor answer."
"You're being mean." he said in whining tone, I almost laugh at him.
"Oh, shut it, you big nerd. C'mon, just give this hot chick a good ride around town." I point to myself and slid out of his arms and open the door.
We've been driving 'round town for atleast half an hour and decided to do some walk on the beach since its been so long since we visited the place and I feel like feeling the sand beneath my feet. We're walking hand in hand, our other hand holding our shoes as we talk about random stuffs..laughing and pushing around.
"Yo Carlotta!" I calls as I push the front door open with Freddie in tow.
"Hey, guys." Carly appear down from the kitchen, holding a few paperclips in her hand.
"Uh..what were you doing crouching over there?" I asked.
"Spencer was making this sculpture to sell on that rich doctor guy but once he was almost done, it burst into fire. I have to make him have some nice bubble bath to take his frustration out while I clean his mess." she explained.
"Well..sounds like what a Spencer does." I chuckle, shaking my head and grabbing the bowl filled with grapes and popping some in my mouth before plopping my butt on the couch.
"So, what were you guys up to?" Carly asked, putting the paperclips on a plastic container and sitting on the barstool.
"Nothing. Freddie here kidnapped me from the restaurant and made me go to the beach. And he also bought a new sports car." I said nonchalant.
"You bought a new car? Why? What's wrong with your old car?" Carly asked in bewilderment.
"Tell her why you bought your mustang, baby." I smirk and he stuck a tongue in my direction.
"Mustang? That's pretty bad boy."
"I bought it because...its a guy's car."
"And your ford is a girl's car?" I laugh as Carly looks so clueless .
"No, Carly. You don't get it. The nub here is thinking that he'll be real guy once he bought a guy's car."
"That's stupid."
"Hey!"
"Yup."
"Its not stupid." he pouts, crossing his arms over his chest and sigh.
I wave him off and just continue paying attention with Carly.
"Oh, before I forgot. I have some good news for you guys." Carly said bouncing. I lean into my elbows and motion for her to continue.
"What?"
"So, Gibby's been invited in this conference-"
"Wait! What does the good news have to do with your mermaid of a boyfriend?" I cut her off mid-sentence. She shot me a glare and I shut my mouth.
"Sam!" she scold and I held up my hands.
The thing is, Carly's been dating Gibby for three months now, they hit it off before college. They spend a lot time together whenever Freddie and I go on some dates and they became close. Then one day, we saw them making out in the couch and that was like the scariest moment in my life. I barely slept because it kept flashing in my dreams.
"Fine."
"Anyways, he saw Brad while he was there and learned that he's back in town!
"Whoa! My fudgemaker's back!" I throw my fist in victory and grin widely.
"That's cool. We can hire him back." Freddie said, sitting next to me and kiss my head. Have I mentioned that he's so sweet? No. Well, he is.
"What is he doing here in town? I thought he'll be living in Portland for good?"
"I don't know." Carly shrugs.
"CARLY!" we heard Spencer scream from his room or I think from the bathroom. Carly looked alarmed and dashed into him.
"SPENCER! HOW DID YOU SET THE RUBBER DUCK ON FIRE? ITS IN THE BATHTUB...FULL OF WATER!" we heard Carly's voice and can't help but laugh at how Spencer catch everythinh on fire even its in the water.
"I DON'T KNOW." Spencer whines and we heard a loud thump."CARLAYYY!"
Oh..Spencer. You never grow up.