Freddie was astounded by Carly's words, but the look in her eyes told him that she really meant it. With that, he ran to the door that Sam had run to. It was not a door, in fact it was a closet. Sam wasn't there though. The crate to the heating vent was open; she probably escaped through there.
Freddie motioned for Carly to come over.
"You want me to crawl through the heating vent, find your true love, and tell her that you want to be with her too?" she said "Yes" Freddie replied, not giving a wince to the true love part, or wondering how Carly knew he wanted to be with Sam. All Freddie saw through Carly's brown eyes were a fondness of friendship, something that had grown when he saved her life that she had mistaken for love, also.
"Fine" she said, and lifted her up into it. "Call me when you find something!" He said.
"Nyeeh!" she said back. Freddie smiled a bit, and realized that it felt like he was talking to his sister. He did love her, but loved her like a sister. He loved her and worried for her, but not romantically, Freddie realized. Not at all.
Freddie shook the thought from his mind, not wanting anyone to know he used to have a crush on his sister.
His phone rang. "Hello?" he answered.
"Freddie" said Carly. I found her crying in the vent, but when she saw me she saw me she jumped into the art room and hot glued the vent in place. I talked to her through the vent, telling her that you actually had feelings for her, but she didn't believe me. I came out in the biology room.
"Thanks" he said, bolting to the biology room.
He knocked on the door "Sam" he yelled. He could see her, sitting in the corner. She didn't answer. Freddie picked the lock, a trick Sam had taught him, and walked in. Sam didn't look at him.
"Sam." He said, "Look at me." She hesitantly turned around, her blue eye popping out of the red, and tears swelling down her face, she looked at him as if he were a glass of water in the desert, but she could not have it, for the wind blew the cup over. His brown eyes looked back, like he had been looking for the sun, but he hadn't realized it was right behind the clouds. But her eyes were too swollen to see that.
"How stupid was I" she said, sobbing, "to think that maybe you felt that way too. All my life I have just made you miserable, spanked you, told everyone you never had your first kiss, put fish in your locker, chased you with garter snakes" she hiccupped, "but if I didn't do that, you would of figured it out. The worst night of my life was watching you and Carly dance at the Groovy Smoothie, because that night I was rejected by a Gibby, and I realized I only wanted you, and I was going to say something, because I knew you weren't into that crazy magic chick" she kept babbling, blocked by tears "But I saw you and Carly and I knew it would never-"
This time, it was Freddie who interrupted Sam.
They were both crying.
It was the most beautiful kiss ever.
And both of their eyes were closed.