Hey guys. First off, I want to sincerely apologize for the long update time. I NEVER take this long. I just got involved with another project, and I had tons of homework, so it was very hard for me to update. But even though my other story thing needs an update, I am choosing this. Please forgive me for the long wait. I really am sorry :(

Second, thanks for the reviews :) I'm glad it's good so far.


"What did you just do?"

Carly repeated her question. More out of disbelief than wanting an answer. Sam hadn't spoken.

"Sam, you talked about his dad. Why did you do that?" Carly actually wanted an answer this time.

The blonde just sat there, thinking rather than answering Carly.

"You know how sensitive Freddie is about his father. Why did you bring him up?"

At this point, Sam snapped out of her thoughts "Eh, he's just being a baby. H-he'll get over it…" she was doubting the words she was saying.

"He won't just 'get over it' Sam. You talked about his…dead father…" Carly trailed off, uncomfortable with what she was talking about.

"Well, I didn't know his dad killed himself. You could have told me!" the blonde roared in frustration. But she was far from admitting why.

"I didn't know either! I've never talked to him about his dad. When I first met him, his dad wasn't there. And every time I bring it up, he mumbles something and changes the subject. How was I supposed to know?"

"Because he tells you everything!"

Silence fell between the two worried girls.

"Do you think he really meant what he said? That he was done with us?" Carly questioned, concern heard deep in her tone.

Sam, also worried but not showing it, blew it off "I'm sure he was just mad. Let him cool off. He'll be fine tomorrow.

"You really think so?"

"I did say I was sure." Sam replied with a smile, even though she wasn't completely positive.

Carly let out a sigh of relief "Okay. You're right. He's just mad. He'll be fine tomorrow." the brunette was just saying this as a comfort to herself, trying with all her strength to believe what she was saying. When deep in her stomach, she knew she was wrong.


Carly Shay walked into Ridgeway, nervousness overwhelming her. Each minute that had passed since Freddie stormed out the night before, just brought out more and more concern in Carly. She didn't know how serious Freddie had been, and the question was eating her alive. At this point she was worried about losing one of her best friends.

Carly reached her locker, and shakily dialed the combination. Why am I so nervous? she thought I didn't do anything to make Freddie mad. He'll still want to be my friend, right? Besides, he wasn't serious. He was just mad at what Sam had said. I have nothing to worry about.

The girl sucked in a deep breath, calming down slightly. She got her things ready for class. Just then, Sam came around the corner, a piece of beef jerky hanging out of her mouth.

"Morning Carly." Sam greeted with the food still in her mouth.

"Ugh, Sam! Do you have to talk with your mouth full?"

The blonde ripped the chunk of meat hanging from her lip out of her mouth "Why so edgy Carls?"

The brunette stared wide eyed at her best friend "Do you not remember what happened yesterday?"

Sam thought for a second "Oh, right. Fredmoron had that little hissy fit."

"Sam! He was really upset!" Carly squealed.

"I told you yesterday that it was nothing. He's probably fine now." she stopped as her eyes averted away from Carly's face "See look," she pointed to a certain brown haired tech-producer "he doesn't even look mad."

Carly turned so she had a good view of Freddie. Sam was right. He seemed fine.

"I'm gonna go talk to him." Carly said.

"And I'm gonna go give a nerd a wedgie. Late."

The two friends nodded at one another as they parted their separate ways.

Carly slowly walked to Freddie. He was standing next to his locker, playing with an app on his Pear Phone.

She stood there silently for a moment, waiting for Freddie to acknowledge her existence. But he just seemed to ignore her.

"Uh, hey Freddie." she started.

"Carly." his tone was emotionless.

Carly waited for Freddie to say something more, but he continued to stare at the phone's screen.

"So, um, how are you?"

"Fine." it was the same emotionless tone he'd just used.

"So you're not mad at Sam anymore?"

"Yup."

"Wait, 'yup' you're mad, or 'yup' you're not mad?"

"The am mad one."

Carly's face formed into a slight frown "Oh." she paused for a second "But you're not mad at me, right?"

"Not mad at you. But not friends either."

Carly was surprised "What do you mean?"

"Well, usually the term 'not friends' means no longer hanging out, or talking all the time."

"But why? Sam was the one who talked about your dad. It's not like she really meant it. She was just playing around." Carly's voice was starting to rise.

"And there it is."

"There was is?"

"Why you and me aren't friends anymore."

Carly was flabbergasted "What are you talking about!? I didn't do anything!"

At this point, Freddie shut off his phone and put in his bag "Exactly."

"What are you talking about!?" Carly was getting extremely frustrated by Freddie's ambiguousness.

"You do nothing."

"Yeah, so you're mad at me becau-"

Freddie cut her off "You do nothing. Nothing at all. When Sam is taunting me, you do nothing. When she is beating me up, you do nothing. Always do nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing." his voice was beginning to rise as well.

"That's why you're mad at me? Even if I did stick up for you, Sam wouldn't listen to me. That's just how she is. She's gonna pick on you no matter what."

Freddie sighed, agitation now shown clearly on his face "I'm tired of 'that's just how she is' Carly! If the price I have to pay for being your friend is having to take that all the time, then I'm not paying it anymore! Especially if you aren't going to help me through it once in a while!" Freddie was yelling now.

Carly was speechless. She'd never seen Freddie act this way. Carly knew Freddie was sensitive about his dad, but she didn't think he was that sensitive.

"So…you're just not going to be my friend anymore?"

Freddie sighed "No."

"Is…is this it then?" Carly could feel her heart break. Was she losing Freddie forever?

"I guess it is." the coldness of Freddie's tone sent chills up and down Carly's spine.

The two looked at each other for a moment in silence. Then Freddie just turned and walked away, leaving Carly all alone.

"So, how'd it go?" Sam asked perkily from behind Carly suddenly.

She slowly turned to face her blonde friend "He really meant what he said Sam. He really meant it."


Alright, not too long but a chapter's a chapter right? Let me know what you think please :)