Sam POV:
"Seriously! That's awesome!" I yelled to my mom in excitement.
"Yes and Aunt Kelly said that you could bring a friend as well. You leave in two days so get packing, I'm going to Las Vegas for 2 weeks, the tickets for the plane and some money are on the counter." My mom said with no emotion while walking out of the door. I took the money and the plane tickets and walked out the door, to Carly's house.
As soon as I got there I was oh so wonderfully greeted by Lubert screaming at me. I started running to Carly's apartment.
"NO RUNNING IN MY LOBBY!" I was almost up to the apartment so I could hardly hear him
"NO SCREAMING IN MY EAR!" Ok so maybe that made no sense but whatever. I picked the lock and walked in.
"Hey Spence, where's Carly?" I said.
"Hey, she's up in the studio with Freddie." He said, I think he's finally used to me picking the lock and barging in.
"Eww."
"Ha ha be nice, I just cleaned the whole apartment."
"You know not to clean while I'm here." I walked up the stairs to the studio to see my best friend and the nub sitting on the beanbag chairs that were randomly placed across the room. I looked over to Freddie and suddenly the whole kiss thing replays in my head. That happens every time I see him.
"What goes on peoples?"
"Oh hey Sam. We're just talking." Carly answered
"Cool" I plopped down on the cushy chair. "Hey Carls, my aunt Kelly invited me to go over to Chicago, wanna come?" I really hope she can come, she's one of the few friends I have.
"When?" She asks.
"I'm leaving in two days." She has a look that says she can't go, once you've been friends with someone so long you can read their face. Wow that sounds weird.
"I can't. I'm going to my Granddads."
"Well can't you just ditch him!"
"Sam! I will not just ditch him. Why don't you bring Melanie?"
"She's already coming with."
"Wait." Fredward said, "There is a Melanie? Sam said that there wasn't!"
"Well dork, I lied. I seriously do have a twin and my Aunt Kelly likes her more." I snapped. I really did hate her.
'Oh your just mad at her cuz she kissed Freddie!'
"No I'm not!" Oops, did I say that out loud?
"Umm ok? Well can't you just hang out with your cousin Shelby?" Carly suggested.
"Last time I saw her was when she was 11and she hardly talked, she was either drawing or was on her laptop." I really didn't like Shelby, but I think she's changed over the years. Wait I still have the extra plane ticket though.
"Well maybe she's changed Sam. Isn't she like 13 or something?"
"Yeah…"
"See your only one year older than her." (A/N: They are all 14 in this fanfic. It will make more sence later into the story)
"Yeah yeah, but I still have the extra ticket!"
"Bring Freddie." She stated simply. Bring the dork? She's crazy!
Freddie looked up from his laptop and looked at Carly with a confused but knowing look. I don't even think he would want to go…..Wait, why would I care? Pssh I don't care.
'Oh just invite him, you never know!'
That voice inside my head is kind of getting on my nerves.
"You seriously think that Sam would invite me with her to go to Chicago?" Freddie asked Carly.
"Well, yeah, you guys are friends even if you fight." Yeah the dork is my friend, but still.
"Well I still don't think she would." He stated. "Umm Sam? Earth to Sam."
"Wha? Oh yeah. Wanna come?" Wait did I just say that!?
"Seriously?" He asked, looking shocked but a little exited.
"Yeah, I'm not going to waste my ticket. Plus you can hang with Shelby's brother Conor." That Conor is so annoying. "He's 10 but I'm sure all you dorks stay together."
"How long is the trip?" He asked. Wow he actually wants to go!
"I'm staying for a month. You could go home before me if you wanted. Carly how long are you staying at your granddads?"
"About a month."
"Cool, lets go ask freddorks mom. Uugh wait, your crazy mother."
"Oh yeah, she wont want me going halfway across the country where you might kill me." Freddie said looking at me, with those beautiful brown eyes. WAIT! Did I just call him beautiful? Wow I need ham badly. If affecting my mood. That's why I invited him to Chicago.
"Hey if you think that I'm going to kill you why did you agree to come?"
"I didn't agree yet." Oh yeah…whoops.
"Oh…." My face fell a little. I don't even know why! "Carly do you have any ham?"
"Yes Sam, we always keep ham here for you." And with that answer I ran down to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator door I saw tons of vegetables, ew. I found my ham and was happily chewing on a slice.
Freddie POV:
"So you actually think you want to go?" Carly asked me.
"Yeah, I mean, Sam's relatives can't be THAT crazy right?" She gave me a face that said 'well…' "Right?" Ok now I was getting a little freaked out
"Well her aunt gets really mad easily and she throws things, I'm not even suppose to be telling you this. Shelby told Sam and Sam told me. Shelby has a scar from when a knife hit her arm." Oh that poor thing.
"Don't worry I don't tell anyone." I promised. Now to go ask my mom. We walked down the stairs to see Sam happily munching on ham.
'She's so cute!'
Whoa whoa whoa! Did I just call her cute? Ever since that stupid kiss I just feel different around her.
"Come-on Sam, lets go ask my mom." I grabbed her my the hand and started walking towards my apartment. She looked at me with a confused and anger-filled face, then I realized I was holding her hand and quickly let go. She slapped my face.
"What was that for?!"
"You were holding my hand!" We were now in the hallway.
"Well I didn't know what I was doing!"
"Is that my Freddie-bear out there?" I heard my mothers voice saw from inside the door that was in front of us.
"Why isn't that lady in a straight jacket?" Normally I would yell but this time I just chuckled. My mom opened the door and hugged me.
"Mom let me go!" My voice was muffled from the hug.
"Hello Samantha." Oh no my mom called her Samantha.
"Hello Mrs. Benson." What no yelling? No hair pulling? No nothing?
"Mom can I go to Chicago with Sam?" I blurted out, I was going to try asking in a different way!
"What?"
Ok I hope you like it so far. Since its 3 in the morning I might edit a little later on. Please review and tell me what I did wrong or good or whatever you have to say about it.
