Carly
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Today is the hottest day in Seattle in over a decade. It's way hotter than Africa and Hawaii combined! Ugh! I lie on the coffee table wearing a light colored t-shirt and shorts. My arms and legs are spread apart with my eyes shut. I read in an article in a magazine that's supposed to make you cooler. It's not working cause I'm still sweating.
" What are you doing?" I hear Sam say with the slam of the closing of my froth door. I sit up and see her in dark short shorts and a ripped gray t-shirt saying Hug me.
" I'm trying to cool down." I reply.
" Hola." Freddie says entering. Wearing khaki shorts and a black man tank. He looks hot but all boys look hot in a man tank. Except for Gibby. Except, for Gibby. Freddie takes a seat on the couch. I lie back down on the coffee table.
" How hot is it outside?" I ask Freddie.
" A hundred and four degrees." He replies. We all groan. I sit up and look around again.
" Where's Sam?" I ask looking at Freddie.
" Guess." He says.
" In the freezer?" I say. He nods his head.
" Eating my frozen pizzas." I add.
" Yep."
" Can you get her out?" Freddie looks at me. He doesn't want to do it. I pout my lips and pull the puppy eyes.
" Fine." He gets up and I lie back down on the coffee table.
Freddie
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I walk over to Sam who stands on the stool. I put my hands on her waist pulling her head out of the fridge. I pull the pizza out of her mouth and throw it back into the freezer. She looks at me disappointingly. I want to be mischievous. I pick her up and sling her over my shoulder.
" Put me down Benson!" Sam yells kicking her legs up and hitting my back. I carry her out of the kitchen but then stop in my tracks when the elevator opens revealing Spencer and a contraption. Carly sits up.
" What's going on?" She asks.
" I just came back from Sacko's with a Norwegian air-conditioner. He says it's insanely powerful." Spencer replies.
" Well, that's cool, but I was addressing Sam and Freddie." Carly says. Sam slaps me in the back of my head. I put her down and slap her arm. She slaps my cheek and we get into a slapping fight.
" Please turn it on before World War three happens in our living room." Carly says.
" Okay, okay." Spencer says. I take my seat on the couch and then I feel the cold air release into the room. We all awe at the beautiful cool temperature. It's so nice.
" It's so nice." Carly says stealing my words.
" It's life changing!" Sam exclaims.
" I no longer need this bag of ice in my pants." Spencer says and plops it on my chest.
" That's nasty." I say picking it up and putting it on the ground. We all lay in silence over the cool air. My phone rings and I pull it out my pocket to see a new message from Sabrina. Gibby's hot cousin, Sabrina. It's sort of freaky that their related.
" Who's that?" Carly asks turning her head to me from the coffee table.
" Sabrina." I reply.
" Oooo Sabrina." Carly taunts.
" Who's Sabrina?" Sam asks. I sit up and see her sitting on the computer counter happily.
" Gibby's cousin." I say.
" Gibby's hot cousin." Carly adds.
" She might be hot but I've only spoken to her on video chat."
" Like that changes anything." Sam says. I read Sabrina's text.
" Wow, she's saying that its over ninety degrees in her house." I say.
" Poor sweaty chick." Sam adds.
" How about you invite her over here?" Carly suggests. My face brightens up.
" Really?" I say.
" Really! Text her Romeo!" Carly says. I start typing and then the lights go out and the air-conditioning shuts down.
" What happened?" Sam asks coming down from the counter. Spencer comes running out and examining the situation.
" What's going on?" Carly asks.
" When you have hot days like this when everyone is using their air-conditioners you expect power outages all over the city." Spencer replies. I finish sending my text. Carly jumps up.
" Where's the electro-thingy that you have that you used for your electro-lady sculpture?" Carly asks.
" It's in the back room!" Spencer says running into the kitchen and towards the back room.
Sam
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Spencer runs by me almost causing me to trip but I catch him self. I look at Freddie and Carly questioning my next move. I lean down on Freddie and flick his forehead.
" Ow! What was that for?" He asks demandingly passing his fingers over his forehead.
" For being you." I reply. The door bell rings and say that I'll get it. I open the door and Griffin stands there in his bad boy glory. Oh my holy ham. Dark jean shorts and a white man tank revealing his abs. His hot, beautiful abs. All I can picture is hot chocolate sauce and my tongue all over those abs like pancakes. It was a beautiful dream. What I didn't know that Carly was standing behind me.
" What are you doing here Griffin?" Carly asks sternly. My fantasy comes to a halt. I move out of her view and stand by her.
" I'm not here for you Carly." Griffin says sternly. He looks at me.
" I'm here for Sam." He adds smiling. My mouth drops.
" Sam?" Carly exclaims.
" Yeah! Sam!" Griffin yells.