Chapter Two
Carly's Confession
Freddie
There was only one way to convince Sam to ignore Carly's move. I had to get her on my side. So during free period, I told her to come to the tree by the corner, which she did. "What do you want?"
"Dang, can you be nice like you were?" I said to get her to remember when we were dating so she'd get her on my side even more.
"Okay, what's the matter baby?" Sam said like she was acting for a movie. Good thing I wasn't buying it.
"Carly invited you to the movie because she likes you. More than a friend."
Sam's look dropped into a confused mix of you're kidding and holy crap. "Freddie, you're just playing me. If you still like me, I know." She said and then started to slowly walk away.
"Sam! I'm not kidding. She's had that look in her eyes. And it's not going away. I know it's weird, but it's true. When have I lied to you?"
Sam, only a foot away from me, stopped cold. Why? Because she knew I was right. She turned back and paused to collect her words. "If she like me she'll ask me out. And I highly doubt that will happen. And if she does..."
"And if she does?" I said for her to finish her sentence. I really wanted to hear what she thought.
"Well, pretending you like someone is a good skill to have. But I still love you." Sam said, and at the end my heart skipped a beat. Not because of what she said, because her lips touched mine. Her bacon breath lingering in the air, and she kissed me. And I swear to God it was so good. I kissed back of course, trying to make it last longer than a second. Then we parted and she backed away a little. "Remember that when Carly makes her move, 'kay?"
"I'm still pissed." I said, reaching out to her hand, touching it for a split second.
"It's okay." Sam said and then walked off. If what Gibby said was true, Carly was going to be sorry. And I would make sure that would happen.
Gibby
I cannot believe what I just saw. I can't believe Freddie actually did that! After I saw that, I ran to find Carly, who was talking to Kylie about the movie on Friday. But thank God Kyle left so I could talk to Carly. "Carly, I need to tell you something!"
"What? I'm about to ask Sam something. Where is she?"
"It's about Sam!" I said, grabbing her hand which made my fell dizzy for a second. "And Freddie."
"What? Make it quick, I don't have don't have all day." Carly said and leaned on her locker.
"I just saw Sam and Freddie kissing outside. They're gone now, but they were talking and Sam just... kissed him. Only for a minute."
"Gibby, I know you took your shirt off when you were little, but you've gone to the wrong conclusions. They just broke up, they're still getting over it."
"Sam had a crush on Freddie this whole time and they date, breakup, and you think they won't go back to how it was?"
"Yes." She said like I was stupid.
"Oh Jesus Carly, you're so daydreaming. Freddie knows you..."
"Knows I what?" Carly said sternly, "Tell me what Freddie thinks he knows!"
I leaned in, to everyone else it would of looked like I kissed her ear, and said, "That you like Sam."
Carly laughed. And laughed. "Gibby! Of course! Why don't you think I've been acting weird around her lately?"
I could not believe her. I just couldn't. I can't believe I... we'll you'll see later. "Holy crap Carly! The only reason Freddie talked to Sam was because you... you know, and tried to get her to say no!"
Carly's face dropped. She knew I was right. After she collected her words, she spoke. "I'm still asking her. I don't care about Freddie."
"He's gonna kill you!" I yelled to her, the hallway being clear since everyone else was in class or somewhere else.
"I don't care!" she replied as she walked away. I leaned against her locker, watching that fantastic girl walk away from me, killing me with every step.
