Didn't See That Coming...
Good day to you! Well, I was in the mood to write some Seddie after watching 'ISpeed Date'. And since there were so many awesome sequels to what would have happened if Freddie saw Sam leaving and chased after her, I didn't want to do a story like that…I decided to do one a few days later. So try and imagine all episodes airing after this one took place BEFORE the dance…for the sake of easiness for me)
Summary: Sam's been acting a little off since the dance…and an old face is back in the picture. Random objects will explode, some toilets may contain live animals, and Gibby shirtless is guaranteed.
"Wait up, Sam!"
Sam kept walking with a blank stare on her face, acting like the high pitched voice of Carly Shay hadn't been calling out to her for the last 5 minutes.
Students scampered about the halls getting from third period to fourth. The crowd assisted Sam in the avoidance of her best friend ever since the night before at that horrid dance.
She didn't know why she was so not-o.k. with all this chiz. So what if her best friends went off and had an almighty lovey-dovey time without her there? So what if it only took them forty five minutes after she left to realize she had never come?
Sam should've been happy for them, knowing they'd get so disgustingly into each other after that dance like every slow dancing couple did.
Sam should've accepted their closeness and stopped avoiding Carly so obviously, as if she were the plague.
But Sam never did what she was supposed to do.
So even as Carly's hand found it's way to Sam's shoulder (incredible speed for someone in such high heeled shoes), the blonde merely shrugged it off and proceeded into the classroom, effectively slamming the door behind her.
Carly stared at the glossy wooden door, since it was practically pressing against her nose .
"Sam…" The brunette knew Sam started acting weird ever since that insane speed dating night. Gibby had gotten a girlfriend, (a hot human one at that) Freddie went on a destructive encounter with the magic girl, and she herself had exploded on her chatterbox of a date. She couldn't be blamed though, the guy was a nonstop blabbermouth.
"Everything okay?"
Carly did a 180 and faced their tech producer. Freddie pulled his backpack further on his shoulder and eyed his friend with concern.
"It's Sam." She sighed and run a hand through her hair, walking alongside him to their classes further down the hall. "You've noticed her mood's changed, right?"
"Shyeah." He grunted. "She beats on me way harder than before. And I have no idea why! I didn't do anything to cause She-Hulk to emerge!"
"Maybe her emergency ham supply ran out…" Carly got a terrified look in her eyes.
"Doubt that's what's causing it. She'd always just crash one of our houses to replenish or, heck, go into anyone's house to stock up." He shook his head in disbelief, but had a smile staining his face. "Besides, hungry-aggressive Sam isn't nearly as bad as angered-reasonless-pain-causing Sam."
"There's a difference?"
"Well I only notice 'cause I'm not Sam's best friend. I'm the loyal punching bag."
Carly couldn't help an entertained chuckle. "Remember, she made you that nametag with that title on it?"
Freddie pulled his jacket to the side and showed he was wearing it on his new penny tee that read 'Poodle Party'. A bronze rectangle showed the carved words 'Geekface Punching Bag.' The two shared a laugh.
"So no ideas to what's up, huh?" The boy stopped outside his classroom and Carly crossed her arms in frustration. "The only thing I can think of is that she's mad we called 30 minutes after she was supposed to meet us."
"And that's her own fault for not showing."
"You know that doesn't matter. Not in Sam's mind anyways…"
Freddie furrowed his brow, showing intense thinking. Or worry. "You don't think she saw-?"
Quite suddenly, and notably shirtless, Gibby came trucking down the hall as fast as his legs could carry. "MAN YOUR STATIONS!" He yelled while flying by.
"Gibby's late for class." Freddie noted at the everyday phenomenon that was Gibby.
She nodded. "And so am I." Turning on her heel and pacing quickly to her class, Carly called back to Freddie "We'll talk to her later!"
Hestuck his hands in his pockets as he watched her retreating form and gave a tired sigh. "Doesn't mean we'll get her to listen…"
Yeah I know, a small slow start, but I hope you guys enjoy the story : )
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