'AND THAT IS THE QUESTION'

Chapter Two: From Hating to Dating


They. Their. Them.

It sounded very weird to other people, how Sam and Freddie came together, as one item.

Even their best friend thought it was out of the ordinary. But. Despite how unusual it seemed to be, she could be happy for them. She could secretly rejoice, knowing that those two would probably be together forever.

Together. Forever. If only she knew for sure that would come true. For now, no one knew anything of it.

Walking into the Shay apartment, hand in hand, Carly Shay smiled back at the both of them, before announcing that they needed a snack before beginning rehearsal. Sam agreed. Freddie agreed. Carly shrugged and made her way to the fridge.

Behind Carly's back, Freddie surprised Sam with a kiss on her cheek. She slapped his face. Hard.

"What just happened?" Carly questioned, finding a red-faced Freddie standing next to the blonde.

"Freddie kissed me, so I hit him." Sam explained, in a simple way.

"Sam! You don't hit your boyfriend!" Carly scolds, in her mother-like tone of disapproval. "He's meant to kiss you."

"Yeah. That's what people do when they're dating." Freddie replies, wincing and rubbing his face slowly.

"I fail to see your point." Sam replies, looking at both her best friend and the boy next to her.

There was a silence, and their best friend cut in, loudly and awkwardly. She was good at doing that.

"Okaaay! Who wants fruit kabobs now?"

It seemed to do the trick. Both Sam and Freddie, left their 'discussion' and walked into the kitchen, where they found ten kabobs all lined up on a tray. The bickering side-kicks each took one and ate in silence.

Fruit on a stick, thought Carly with a hidden devious look. Get's them every time.

Yes, despite their whole situation of dating and whatnot, their best friend had not seen a difference in behavior from Sam. Sure she didn't tease Freddie as much as she used to. Sure she didn't seem to 'want to' hurt the boy intentionally. But they were the same people. Just… slightly…. Together.

They only had been using the "dating" status for about a week and a half now. That was a heck of a long time when you think about it. Really, they'd been 'together' for about three weeks in total.

He must like like Sam, thought Carly quickly, glancing at Freddie.

For the guy to put up with years of torment, and be actually willing to be her boyfriend and be willing to have her as his girlfriend… there had to be something there. Surely.

There was a sudden knock on the apartment door. Shrugging, the brunette skips over to it and opens it, only to find her older brother, Spencer Shay, standing there with his fish helmet tucked under one arm and a red-headed woman, clinging to his shirt.

"Uhh…"

"Oh, sorry Carls. This is Vanessa Twinkletoes. Nessa, this is my baby sister, Carly." Spencer introduces them both to one another.

"Hi Vanessa. Spencer, where the heck have you been all day?"

"Out. Having fun. With Socko."

Showing her his helmet, he looks at her like she's stupid, and makes his way inside, followed by the beautiful looking Vanessa. Carly stares after them, in disbelief.

The woman stops, and she points to the blonde girl and brunette boy, currently lip-locked to one another.

"Who are they?" Vanessa questions.

"Oh that's Carly's best friends. Sam and Freddie." The man comments, casually. Then his head does a double take. "Sam and Freddie!"

"Yeah." Carly comments, simply smiling at the pair.

"What do you mean 'Yeah'?"

"They're dating now."

"I see that. I also see them making out in my KITCHEN!"

Upon hearing Spencer Shay's frantically emotional voice, they both break apart, and notice all eyes are on them. Suddenly, the floor became very interesting. Freddie went bright red, and Sam also blushed a little.

Sam never blushes.

While Carly fetched her brother some water, they used this time to escape the awkward. The two slowly made their way out of the Shay apartment. As they did this, the brunette girl threw the cup of water in Spencer's face, who spluttered a bit and glared at his sister, only demanding to know one thing.

"Why… did you throw…. Water…. In my eyes?" Spencer whines, flicking the water from his face.

"Calm down. You're the one who always wanted Freddie and Sam together." Carly responded.

"Yeah. But not… Oh… I hate it when you're right."

"I know. That's all the time too."

Vanessa watched as the two siblings carried on like siblings do, and eventually picked up her purse and left.

After she had gone, the crazy Carly and Spencer looked around, and couldn't find Sam and Freddie anywhere. Nor could they see Vanessa. The man stood up and went into the kitchen. The brunette girl stayed sitting on the couch, for she knew where her two best friends might have been hiding out. Or making out.

She laughed out loud to herself, and her brother started to join in. Eventually, it died down.

"What's so funny?" Spencer finally asked her.

"Just. Sam and Freddie. One day they're hating each other. And then next day, they're dating each other."

"That is weird. Hey, you know. Let's make some Spaghetti Tacos to celebrate!"

"Okay!" Carly agreed.

The two Shay family members started preparing their favorite meal and knew that once Sam and Freddie came back to their apartment, only to find Spaghetti Tacos on offer for dinner, they'd want to join in the party too.