Sam's POV
It was another normal Friday night, my mom drunk together with my soon-to-be step-dad that I hate with all my heart. Not something you really want to be around. That's why I need to get out of my house and go to Carly's.
I was about half way there when it started to rain; hard. This is one of the reason's why I hate Seattle.
The rain soaked my hair and all my clothes making it stick to my now freezing cold skin, I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up sick tomorrow.
When I finally got there, Lewbert began yelling at me for making his so called "clean" floor wet.
I knocked on the door of Carly's room and waited for her to come and let me in so I could dry myself.
"Carly! Hurry up!" I groaned in frustration.
"Hey Sam-whoa what happened to you?!"
"I was on my way to your place and when I was about half way there it started raining really hard. Now can I get some towels before I freeze to death?"
"Yeah, okay."
"Thanks."
"So what are you even doing here at 10 o'clock at night?" she said as she handed me a towel.
"Ran out of ham," I lied smoothly.
"No surprise there I guess," she laughed slightly.
"Hey can I sleep over tonight?"
"Sure."
"Sweet, now I need some ham." She just laughed.
"Leave me alone mom! I don't need a tick bath!" yelled a certain dork outside the door who then started banging on it.
"Yes you do! Do you know how many diseases ticks can carry?!"
"Yes! And I don't even have any ticks!"
"That's because they're working!"
"Carly let me in!" he yelled still banging on the door.
"Okay," she said opening the door just to see Freddie fall on the floor because of his pushing on the door.
"Smooth," I commented.
"What is she doing here?"
"None of your business," I shot back.
"Let me guess, it has something to do with ham."
"Really, how'd you know?" I said sarcastically just to receive an eye roll.
"Can I stay here tonight?" he asked.
"Sure," said Carly.
"What?! But Carly, he really needs his tick bath." He just glared at me.
"Sam…" sighed Carly.
"What?"
"Can you guys just get along, please?" I hate when she makes me feel guilty.
"Fine," I said giving in.
"Good, now I need to go take a shower…so don't kill each other."
"No promises." I got glares from both of them. Then Carly left.
"So why were you all wet?" he asked.
"Why do you care?"
"I-I don't, I just wanna know," he stuttered.
"It started raining on my way here, happy?" He just gave a nod.
"Sam, why do you always have to be so…obnoxious?"