Ch. 1
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"…and last but not least, I've got pottery 7th period," said the brunette sitting at her computer.
"That seems like a pretty nice senior year schedule," said the boy from across the room.
"So Freddie, what classes do you have senior year?" Asked Carly Shay and she poked around on the internet. One of her two best friends, Freddie Benson, was lying on the couch in her room examining his next year's schedule.
"Same as always," Freddie said. "I jammed it full of AP classes. Can you believe I actually ran out of honors classes?"
"Yes!" Carly said, turning around to look at him. "Every class you've been in since 9th grade was at least college prep except for Tech Theater."
"Anyway, 1st period I'm in AP Government/Economics, 2nd I'm in Honors Calculus, 3rd is AP Physics and 4th is CP English… and I'm actually taking Tech Theater 4 5th period…" Freddie responded. "Oh, and I have 1st lunch too."
"Cool. Oh, don't you still need to take PE and Sex Ed?" Carly said as she launched a kitten out of cannon on her computer game.
"Yeah, I do," Freddie said. "I was in so many honors classes in 9th and 10th grade that I never took Gym or Sex Education. They don't offer Sex Ed 7th period, so I have it 6th and PE is 7th.
"Cool. It looks like your year is set. I can't believe how quickly summer flew by this year." Carly said looking out the window." I bet Sam's not happy to go back to school."
Just then, Sam's footsteps could be heard as she came up the stairs. Sam Puckett, Carly's other best friend, flung the bedroom door open without even knocking. "Hey guys, what's up?" Carly got up from the computer and walked over towards Sam.
"You know, Sam, you really need to start knocking when you come into someone's bedroom like that." Carly gave Sam a little eyebrow wag signifying a 'you-know-what-I'm-talking-about' look.
"Oh, come on Carly, I really don't see you screwing around with some guy in your bedroom unless you're actually dating him. If you get a boyfriend I'll knock, how about that?"
"Sam!..." Carly said, motioning towards Freddie. "You don't have to be so obvious…"
But to the contrary, Freddie still had no idea what the girls were talking about.
"What do you mean… Oh My God, you two weren't like… about to do it, were you?" Sam asked.
"Do what?" Freddie interjected. "What are you guys talking about?"
"Sam!" Carly eeped. "Gross, no! I'm not into Freddie like that; I never will be. I just didn't want him thinking I was bringing guys over here and… you know…"
"Okay, okay, I get it," Sam said. "Sorry, Carly."
"So did you get your schedule today?" Carly asked, flopping down on the bed.
"Yeah, Carly and I just got done talking about ours," Freddie added, still a little confused.
Sam pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of her back pocket and plopped down on the couch next to Freddie (who was now sitting up). "Ok, I've got Algebra II, Econ, English 12, 1st lunch, Earth and Space Science, Dance 3, Sex Ed, and Physical Education."
"Oh man, we don't have anything together except for lunch," Carly said, sitting up in bed.
"We're in Sex Ed and PE together," Freddie said.
"Oh good," Sam said. "Those classes are always full of 9th and 10th graders. It'll be nice to have you in there so I don't have to deal with them. We can chill in the back, just us seniors" Sam commented as she put her feet on the table.
"That's great, but why didn't you take those classes in 9th and 10th grade like everyone else?" Freddie asked her.
"I didn't feel like it. Why didn't you?" Sam asked him back.
"I was in AP classes, so I couldn't," Freddie defended.
"Oh, ok. Well, I'm just glad I'll actually have a friend in Gym and Sex Ed," Sam said.
"Yeah, senior year is gonna be fun," said Freddie.
'Sex Ed with Freddie, eh... and PE?' thought Sam. 'This year could be really fun, or really awkward... I'll make the best of it.'
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