It's Me, It's You
Knowing me, Sam Puckett, you might think I am crazy for liking a certain boy.
And maybe I am crazy. But that won't stop me. Nothing will. Wanna know who I like? Well, here goes…
FREDDIE BENSON.
Yep. Truth. No lie. I fell in love with him, one day, that one day in that fire escape. When my lips met his… I fell in love with Freddie. My first kiss. It's just, the big brown eyes and soft cheeks. He's so smart, and cute, and amazing, and I'm just mean, rude, and…in love.
Freddie doesn't know. Carly doesn't even know. My Ham Diary doesn't even know. Oh, yeah, my Ham Diary. That's a different story. But THIS is the story I am living right at this very moment.
Carly's apartment. Where me and Carls had fights and made up. And more. But…this time it didn't feel like a soft, soothing place.
It felt like it was about to swallow me up with the truth. UGH. I don't even know what the truth is anymore! Love is blinding me!
"Carly?" I asked, slowly walking into her apartment. "Oh, hey Sam!" She greeted, sitting on the couch, watching TV, with a water bottle. "Can I tell you something?" I asked.
"Sure, go ahead,"
"I like someone…" my voice trailed off.
"Yeah…who?"
"Someone…"
"Tell me!"
"No."
"Isn't that why you're here?"
"Huh?"
"To tell me!"
"Tell you what?"
"Sam!" Carly snapped.
"…yes?" I asked in a small voice. "WHO DO YOU LIKE?" Carly demanded.
I stayed quiet. Hoping she would just forget about it. "Fine. Don't tell me." Carly said, annoyed. She opened up the door and just stood there. "Well." Carly said. "What?" I asked, clueless. "If you're not going to tell me…leave."
I looked at her. She nodded. I brushed past her and walked out the door. Why did I come if I didn't tell her? Oh yeah, I remember. Because she would tell Freddie!
Well, there's still Plan B.
The plan I've been dreading all these years.