Freddie's POV

When school ended for the day, I quickly made my way out of the classroom, following the two heads of long blonde and brunette hair that I knew belonged to my best friend and my ex-girlfriend. Damn, I hate referring to her like that. I wish she still was my girlfriend.

I was quickly hurrying up to walk with them to the Groovy Smoothie when suddenly, Gibby and Guppy popped up in front of me.

"Happy birthday!" Guppy exclaimed in his usual odd fashion.

"Hey Guppy, Gibs, I gotta go catch up with Carly and Sam. I'll meet you at the Smoothie, ok?" I said distractedly, watching Sam's ass as she walked away.

"No." Gibby said firmly, "I told Carly and Sam that you said you were going to take Guppy to his playdate with me and that we'd meet them at the Smoothie."

"Why?" I asked, confused, "I never said that."

"Yeah, well, you're saying it now." Gibby told me, "We need to talk."

I sighed, "Fine, what's up? Are you still crushing on Carly?"

"No, well, yes, but that's not what I'm talking about." Gibby said as we made our way out to his car. He buckled Guppy in the backseat and then we climbed into the front, "What the fuck is up with you, dude?" He asked me bluntly.

"What?" I asked, surprised.

"You've been a little off all day. What's up?"

I sighed, knowing Gibby wasn't gonna let it go, "Sam." Was all I said, and Gibby nodded.

"Still not over her?" He asked, knowing that I continued to have feelings for her after our mutual breakup.

I nodded, sighing, "Yeah. It's just so fucked up!" I exclaimed, slamming my hand fiercely on the dashboard. Gibby jumped slightly, glancing at me before looking back at the road.

"Dude, why don't you tell her that you still love her?" He asked me.

I sighed, rubbing my temples, "It's not that easy, Gibby, and you know it," I told him, "If it was Carly or any other girl in school, I could tell them how I felt. But this is Sam fucking Puckett. She scares the shit out of me and at the same time is so irresistible. I just don't know whether I want to scream at her or kiss her senseless."

Gibby nodded, "I'd say I understand, but seeing as Sam also scares the shit out of me, and I don't have a crush on her, I really don't understand." We pulled up in front of a house and Gibby climbed out, unbuckling Guppy, who I had all but forgotten in the car, and bringing him inside the house, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

You love her.

Yeah, I know that. But what do I do about it?

Just tell her how you feel.

Yeah right. She obviously doesn't feel the same way about me; we broke up four months ago and she hasn't said or done anything except abuse me the way she used to.

Take a chance and tell her.

But it's Sam! She'll rip my balls out and feed them to her fish!

Unless she feels the same way…

My inner battle was interrupted as Gibby reentered the car, "You got anything figured out?" He asked me.

I shook my head, "No. But I'll just deal with it, I guess," I told him, "It'll be like when I used to have a crush on Carly, but a little more secret."

Gibby nodded, starting the car and driving us off to the Groovy Smoothie.

Ok, so editing this chapter, I added that whole part with Freddie arguing with his subconscious, but in the original version, Gibby and Freddie drove straight to the GS and I completely forgot about Guppy. That's why I added the argument and that part about Freddie forgetting about Guppy, cause I did too! R&R!