Okay, here's the seating plan for this chapter on the airplane. There are seven seats in a row. Two on one side, three in the middle, and two on the other side. Carly sits next to Sam, across the aisle from Freddie. Then there's Marissa, Charlotte, an aisle, then Pam and Spencer. In front of Carly and Sam is where Gibby and Guppy sit.
GIBBY'S POV
I offered to carry Sam into the plane, but Carly wouldn't let me. You know, I think she's got a little thing for me. Too bad I'm into Sam.
I spent the plane ride trying to figure out a suave way to get Sam to fall in love with me, or even notice me! I guess I'll try to get her alone and let the romantic-ness of the cruise sweep her off her feet.
After about an hour of thinking about it, I decided spending a five hour plane ride thinking about Sam would be weird. So I turn around and begin to make conversation with Carly.
"Hey."
"Hey, Gibby." She says, without looking up from her book.
"Listen, I gotta talk to you about something."
"Sam isn't interested in you, Gibby." Freddie cuts in from across the aisle, looking at his pearpad.
"How do you know? She doesn't even like you!" I say, glaring.
"Sam likes me a lot. We happen to be friends."
No way. Sam likes me better than him, I know it. She beats him up all the time!
I look over at him, then to Sam. She's still asleep. I roll my eyes at the thought of Freddie being higher on Sam's list than me, and scoff. Not possible.
I look to the front again, and eventually doze off. When I wake up, it must have been about two hours, it was getting lighter out and I heard Sam's laugh behind me.
Turning to look at Freddie, I realize that Carly is sitting in his seat, reading her book. So I turn to see who's sitting with Sam, and Freddie is. They must have changed places while I was sleeping!
They were looking at something on Freddie's laptop, but that's when I noticed.
Since his laptop was on his lap, Sam was leaning on his shoulder, pointing at the screen and laughing.
"Well, well, well" I say, turning to face Freddie head on. He looks up at me and rolls his eyes. Sam looks at me and sits up straight. It's cause she doesn't want me to think she's into Freddie, probably.
She wants me.
"Sam, you know how you're always- WHOA!" I shout, as the plane rattles. Sam grabs Freddie's arm at the jolt.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are experiencing some minor turbulence, we ask you to please fasten your seatbelts at this time."
Sam looked down, and saw she was still gripping Freddie's arm. He looked and noticed the same thing, and they both looked up and made eye contact. She let go of his arm, and they buckled their seatbelts and faced the front.
It looked incredibly awkward. All I know is, I hope Freddie doesn't think he's getting any signals from her, because he might start to like her. The plane continued to shake and wobble, and kids were crying, and Sam and Freddie were just sort of sitting there awkwardly.
Within fifteen minutes the plane was fine again, but Sam and Freddie weren't. They didn't talk for the rest of the flight, which was another hour.
After the plane landed, we decided it was time to scope out some food. We ended up going to this little diner by the water, and we got three tables outside. One for me, Sam, Carly, and Freddie, one for Spencer, Mrs. Benson and Pam, and one for my mom and Guppy.
Lunch wasn't that interesting, except everyone was pretty quiet at our table. Sam, Freddie, and Carly kept sneaking little glances all around.
After lunch, we got into our hotel rooms and pretty much waited until tomorrow to board the ship.
I walked down to the pool at eight, and saw that it was empty, except for Sam and Freddie, who were there alone. They were sitting on separate pool chairs that were right next to each other, talking and laughing about something.
"I swear," Sam said between giggles "If that actually happened, I don't even know what I'd do!"
Sam and Freddie laughed for a moment longer, then both sighed. Then they looked at each other.
"You know…" Freddie began, "You and I never really…"
It was at that moment when Carly walked in behind me, in her pink bikini.
"Hey guys!"
Sam and Freddie both looked away from each other and got up from the pool chairs.
"Oh, you found Gibby, and brought him with you?" Freddie said, sounding uncomfortable.
"No, he was already down here when I came back…" Carly answered.
The two looked at each other, and then back at me. That's when I realized how beautiful Sam looked. She was wearing a zebra striped bikini, and her hair was tied into a messy bun.
"How long were you standing there, Gibby?" Freddie asks.
"Can we just go swimming?" Carly says impatiently.
A minute later, all four of us ended up in the pool.
"Let's play Marco Polo!" Carly says enthusiastically.
Sam's face drops.
"Actually, I'm not feeling so good anymore. I need to go lie down…" She says, as she gets out of the pool and grabs her purple towel.
She probably doesn't want blind Freddie to walk right into her.
"Hey, I'll walk you up." I offer, and begin to get out of the pool.
"No! I… Uh, just keep having fun. Bye!" Sam says quickly, turning out the door in a rush.
We went on without Sam until the pool closed, then we went back to our rooms and rested up for the cruise tomorrow.
Next chapter is where the real fun starts! Sorry I didn't update quick, I couldn't think of how to end this.
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