Ch. 3
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It was the Sunday before school starts. Freddie was lying on his side on Carly's bed reading an article about World of Warlords on his pearphone.
"Freddie, do you think I should get rid of this top? I never wear it," Carly said rummaging through her closet. "What about these boots? I don't think they even fit anymore… I'll try them on. Oh these are so cute but they are too small…"
Carly was frantically going through her closet making sure her wardrobe was up to par for the start of senior year. Freddie was just nodding and saying things like "yep" or "mmhmm" while pretending to listen to her. He was much more interested in the new update coming out next week. The World of Warlords was expanding, and even though he didn't play anymore, he still wanted to learn about the "newly discovered" expansive cave region inhabited by dwarves and gremlins under the Mount of Aspartamay.
"..And these jeans are so cute, but I have so many pairs of jeans…" Carly continued. "… Oh I loved these socks, but I lost one. Do you think I should keep the other one? … Freddie! Are you even listening to me?" Carly said, looking over at him.
"Uh, what? Oh, yeah yeah, nice sock," he said putting down the phone. "I'm sorry Carly, maybe you should talk about clothes with Sam. Clothes aren't really my thing." As if on cue, Sam's footsteps could be heard on the stairwell just outside the door.
"I know, Freddie," Carly said, putting her sock back wherever she found it. "I just get so stressed at the beginning of a new school year. I gotta look good on the first day back!"
Carly's door swung wide open to reveal Sam Puckett wearing a new shirt and carrying a Fat Shake and a shopping bag. "What's up ladies?" Sam said whilst walking past Freddie towards Carly.
"Sam, I thought I told you to start knocking before you go into people's bedrooms. It's just polite…"
"Oh, right. Sorry… cute boots, Carly." Sam said, sipping on the Fat Shake.
"You like them? You can have them. They don't fit me anymore," Carly said, handing the boots over.
"Score!" Sam celebrated. "Momma loves free stuff. Thanks Carls. And hey, speaking of free stuff… I got you guys something." Sam opened the bag and tossed Freddie a new polo. She then turned and handed a new blouse to Carly.
"Thanks Sam," Freddie said turning onto his back and holding the shirt up above his body.
"Yeah, thank you Sam," Carly said looking at her gift.
"There was a back-to-school sell at American Beagle and I figured I could get some gifts for my two best friends.
"That's so sweet of you, Sam," Carly said giving her a hug. "I'm going to wear this to school on Monday," Carly proclaimed.
"Hey, I just got a text from Gibby," Freddie said, still chilling on the bed holding his phone and new shirt. He was done reading the WoW article. "Gibby says he can't come over today to rehearse iCarly. His mom is stuck at work and he has to stay with Guppy."
"Oh, that's too bad," Carly said heading towards the door. "Hey, I'm gonna grab a drink. You guys want anything?"
"I'll take a Dr. Peppy," said Freddie.
"I'm good," Sam said, holding up her shake.
Carly left the room and instinctively swung the door shut behind her. That door has a tendency to close itself anyway.
Freddie sat up on the bed and held the shirt up in front of him. "This shirt is really nice, thanks Sam," Freddie said, showing his gratitude a second time.
"It's no biggie," Sam said. "Hey, you should try it on."
"Oh. Ok… do you wanna, like… turn around or something while I change?" He asked, now sitting at the foot of the bed on the edge.
"Dude, we've gone swimming together; I've seen you shirtless… Just try it on, Silly," Sam said chuckling.
"Ha ha, yeah it's not like I'm changing my pants, it's just my shirt…" Freddie said, unbuttoning his outer shirt and pulling it off.
"Even then, it wouldn't be a big deal," Sam said, leaning on one hip, watching Freddie take off his white undershirt with a smirk. "It's not like we're immature 8th graders anymore," she said. "We're seniors!"
Carly's footsteps could be heard coming back up the steps and Sam's eyes ventured from Freddie's toned, shirtless chest to Carly's bedroom door… and back to shirtless Freddie.
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