Well here it is Chapter 2 of iRoomies. I gotta say chapter 1 of this story is probably the best first chapter of any fanfic I wrote.
WARNING: Chapter contains some slight sexual moments. Anyways let's get into the story.
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That night was probably one of if not the worst night I ever had. It took me forever to finally get to sleep. I spent a good couple of hours just trying to find a comfortable spot. When I looked at the clock on the wall it said it was 2 in the morning. I just groaned and shoved my face into the cushion of the sofa and let out a low muffled scream. I rolled onto my back and threw my arm over my eyes, trying to force myself to sleep.
As I laid there I started think about earlier. In a way, having Sam staying here is kinda cool. I mean, I know we never really got along a lot but that doesn't we can't start now. Over the years I learned to appreciate Sam. Before Sam's behavior and mannerisms would really piss me off, but now I find it cool that she is one of the most unique girls I know. I wouldn't be surprised if Sam was the only girl in the world that acted like her.
That doesn't mean we don't but heads though. While not as frequent as when we were younger, Sam and I still get at each other's throats. But one of the differences now is that ever since puberty decided to visit me, I slowly became taller than Sam. Soon I had a good 4-5 inches on her, but that doesn't mean I would poke the blond hair bear. No no no no no. I may be taller but Sam still knows how to break an arm in 3 places. And don't get me started on the Texas wedgie incident…my ass still burns sometimes….
After about an hour of just laying on the couch, staring at the ceiling fan spinning, I slowly started to drift off to sleep…That was until a noise woke me up….I opened my eyes to hear the fridge door open.
Sam must be raiding the fridge. Glad to see she is making herself at home….
I sat up and groggily rubbed my eyes.
"Sam, can you at least wait till morning to empty my fridge?" I asked yawning. I looked over at Sam.
Something wasn't right though…something was…off. I focused my eyes more and stared at the back of Sam. She was leaning into my fridge, shuffling through the contents of it. She seemed to be wearing the same shirt she wore yesterday. That was when I realized what was off…SHE WASN'T WEARING ANY PANTS! To say I was shocked is an understatement. Wanna know how? After I had my…eherm…revelation. I stumbled backwards and fell off the couch, banging my head onto the coffee table. Great. My head is gonna hate me later.
"Ow frick on a stick with a brick." I said grabbing my head. I closed my eyes and inhaled sharply as I placed my hand on the back of my head. The bump from earlier was already getting bigger. "God freakin dammit."
"You okay?" I heard Sam ask.
"I think so." I said opening my eyes. I looked over at Sam and felt all the blood rush to my…face. Standing over me was Sam and in clear shot of my view were Sam's…pink and black…..undergarments. "WHA!"
"What is your problem?" Sam asked looking confused.
"My problem is your walking around my house without any pants on!" I yelled turning my deep red face away.
"What?" Sam asked looking down. "Oh. It was hot in your room so I took my shorts off."
"Well do you have to stand over me?" I asked, anger in my voice.
"AW! Is little Fredward embarrassed? Is this the first time you've seen a girl's underwear?" Sam asked an evil smile spreading across her face.
"No!" I snapped back.
To tell you the truth, I never really did see a pair in person. When it came to the bases of love I was always thrown out at second. Plus I never really gotten that close with a girl.
"Yeah right. Like a girl would ever like a nub like you enough to even think about showing you." Sam retorted.
Remember when I said that Sam and I still get at each other's throats? You thought I was kidding didn't you? This was one of the smaller ones too.
"Just go put some freakin pants on and leave me alone. I wanna get some sleep." I said getting up, plopping myself onto the couch, my back to Sam.
"Whatever Freddork." I heard Sam say as she walked off. I just grumbled under my breathe and closed my eyes. Thankfully all the commotion that happened tired me out enough to let me fall asleep quickly.
A week has passed since the Pantygate Scandal. Things slowly returned to normal. One thing that wasn't normal was the third food shopping trip I had to make. Sam cleaned out the fridge. So I learned to buy in bulk. Well after I finished putting the latest groceries in their place a knock came at the door.
"Sam can you get that?" I asked her.
She was sitting on the couch watching Girlie Cow.
"No." was her simple answer.
I groaned as I slammed a can onto the counter to show some frustration and went to open the door. Standing there, was pudgy, shirtless Gibby.
"Hey Gibby. What's up?" I asked.
"Hey Freddie, can I burrow a flash stick? I'm making a slideshow as a gift for Tasha and I's anniversary." Gibby asked.
Something is so wrong with her…
"Yeah it's in my room, come on in." I said as I walked over to my room. I went into my room and headed to my desk opening the top right drawer. I dug through the mess, trying to find the flash stick. I then started pulling random stuff out. Camera lens, a stapler, an unopened box of condoms…
"Well this is kind of a downer." I said to myself as I threw the box onto my bed.
After another minute of digging I finally found that damn flash stick.
"Got it right here Gibby!" I said walking out of my room, handing it to Gibby.
"Thanks man." He said as he headed out the door before stopping. "Hey….why is Sam here?" He asked with a low whisper.
"She's staying here for the summer." I said as if that sounded normal.
"I see. Well Freddie, good job." He said with a sly smile.
"What the hell are you talking about Gibson?" I asked.
"You know what I mean." He said. I stared at him blankly, and then it finally registered.
"Oh no. Hell no! We are not like that. Sam ran away from home and since Carly is in New York and had no place to stay, so I let her stay here." I said alittle shocked at the accusation.
"Yeah sure." Gibby said before leaving.
I closed the door and stared at the wood for a while. Gibby thought Sam and I were together…that is so absurd. Is the thought of Sam staying here so crazy that, that's the only possible explanation? I turned around and leaned against the wall looking at Sam who was wrapped up in her crappy cartoon. As I looked at her, there was some things that I noticed that I never really noticed before. Sam really turned out great over the years. While she may not be tall, probably 5'6 5'7, she still looked good. Everything on her was the perfect size. Her legs and….ehem….other assets…you know what I mean.
She defiantly became more popular when high school started. Granted a lot of guys were still scared of her but the ignorant ones that never heard of the infamous Sam Puckett thought she was extremely cute. And they were kinda right actually. I would go as far as say she's kind of hot….Did those words just come out of my mouth? I must be delusional. This is Sam Puckett! The girl that took pleasure in torturing and humiliating me all the time when we were kids. The girl that can make a guy tap out in under 10 seconds. The girl I had my first kiss with…
Okay, maybe I have a small crush on Sam, but it's normal right? I mean she's an attractive girl….I take back what I said about her being kind of hot. She's really hot. What the hell is wrong with me? First Carly, now Sam? I'm just a glutton for trouble aren't I. I wonder though, if it would be different with Sam.
Yeah right. It'll be different. With Carly she politely rejected me. With Sam… I can imagine she would laugh, spit on me, punch me, knee me in the little Freddies, then tell the whole school and humiliate me.
"Hey Fredweird. Why are you staring at me with a deluded hopeless look on your face?" Sam asked as she noticed my blank stare.
"Oh, nothing just thinking…" I said running my fingers through my hair. I walked over to the couch and sat down, leaning my head back. I suddenly got a pounding head ache. Yeah coincidental huh?
"You okay Freddaroni?" Sam asked looking at me
"Yeah. Just a small headache. Nothing to worry about" I said looking at the tv, not really focusing on the tv.
I was so confused. Do I like Sam? Did I have a crush on the girl, who I said I hated since middle school? I decided to get some sleep.
"I'm taking a nap. Help yourself to what's ever in the fridge." I said getting up with yawn.
"Okay." Sam said turning back to the tv.
I walked into my room, took my shirt off and fell on my bed. I then felt something poke my in the chest. I reached down and picked up the box of unused condoms.
"These things are pissing me off." I said throwing them on a random pile on the floor. I closed my eyes and slowly fell asleep more confused than ever.
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There we go Chapter 2 is done. Well read and review!
