"Sorry kid, but you can't stay." Sam said over the phone. "My mom's in one of her "Moods" again."
"But Saaaam." I whined, I really didn't mean to, but I was running out of people to stay with for the weekend, it was already Thursday.
Sam tried to apologize, only to be interrupted by her mother.
"SHUT UP MOM! Sorry kid." and she hung up.
Frustrated, I slammed my phone down with an audible THWACK! And slowly made my way down to find Spencer. I found him downstairs packing random items into a suitcase.
"Hey Kiddo," He said looking away from his luggage. "So can you stay with Sam?"
I groaned and growled "She can't have me over, Her Mom's in one of
Her "Moods."
"Ahh" He said while packing his banjo, what he'd need it for I'll never know.
"She's gone crazy." He said knowingly
I sighed and rethought my options, slumping visibly when i realized i had none.
"Well theres always Grandad-"
"NO!" I shrieked, shaking my head.
"Let me finish." Spencer said calmly. "Theres either Grandad or Freddie."
I turned my options over carefully in my head. With Grandad i would almost guarentee that i would be overprotected,
and with Freddie and Mrs. Benson... I would be over protected too,but with the benefit of having a friend.
"Wait, are the Bensons even home yet?" I suddenly remembered the month long vacation they had decided to take over summer break.
"Yeah, Mrs Benson called yesterday, saying they had a wonderful vacation in Fresno."
Wow. A whole month without Freddie and i had hardly noticed,man i was a bad friend.
I weighed my options before saying with a giant sigh "Freddie." I grumbled. Spencer laughed and ruffled my hair
"You'll last."
