Hey hey hey!

I had to pot this for you guys before I go camping. Which means I'll have no wifi, but it also means I'll have nothing to do. So I've packed up both my iCan't Keep a Secret and iPCA notebooks, and along with my iPod, I'll have nothing to do but write in the woods until Thursday.

Maybe I should take Socko's grandmother. In case there's bears.

To be honest, I don't like they way I wrote iCan't Keep a Secret. It's too fluffy for my liking, and I wrote it six months ago, in a notebook, which I haven't typed up yet, but I've had it forever, so I've been kinda holding out on you guys. Please don't hate me!

So, I'm gonna finish the story and just get on with my life, leave it up there instead of deleting it like iTake Dares. Speaking of which, I might re-upload it to a new game.

I'm getting off track. Go read the story, and maybe tell me what you think?

SAM'S POV

So we ended up on the Bushwell roof by the end of the night.

"Come on, it'll be fun!"

"Sam, that door says 'Do Not Enter'!"

"Come on Freddie, live a little!"

"I really don't think this is a good- Wait... What did you just call me?"

"Freddie," I sighed.

"Whoa, why the sudden show of respect? No mockery, nothing?"

"Please?"

"And a please? Everybody run for cover, the world is ending!"

"Hey! I know that you know that this doesn't happen usually. But you know what does?"

"Wha- OW! Sam!"

"Don't you make fun of Mama, boy."

"Fine. But I'm still not going with you."

"Why!"

"You might try to push me off and kill me!"

"Fine, I'll go by myself. You're no fun!"

I walked through the door and counted to 5.

"Sam wait-"

He came in quickly, so he was standing mere inches away from my triumphant grin.

"You played me."

"I know, isn't it great? Come on, Benson!"

Up there on the roof, it was so quiet.

"The stars are really nice up here."

"Yeah," I agree, staring up into the darkness

"Have you ever seen them so clear?"

"Yeah, but that was the first time I ever came up here."

"You said you always wanted to come up here!"

"Hey, you believed me."

"True."

I sigh and lay back on the ground.

"If I could, I would go up there and take one down. It would be awesome."

Freddie didn't respond.

My ringtone blasts from my pocket, effectively breaking the silence and giving us both heart attacks.

Only finding questions in answers, you and I are just walking disasters...

After making my heart go back to normal, I answer my phone.

"What?"

"Good evening. Samantha Puckett?"

"Yeah, who is this?"

"My name is Catherine, I'm a nurse here at Seattle County Hospital?"

"Uh... Okay..."

"You're related to Pam Puckett, yes?"

What is this wackadoodle talking about? Of course we're related!

"Yeah, she's my mom."

"Oh good. She will be staying in our care for a couple days, we suspect she has liver problems."

"From all the drinking."

"Exactly. Now we're just wondering if you have someone who could take care of you, a father, relative?

"Nope, none of those."

"What about the gentleman who brought Pam in?"

"I'm not living with Fernando."

"Alrighty, anywhere you are alright to stay?" She was sweet enough, but starting to sound impatient.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Don't you worry about me!"

"Okay! Call us back at this number if you need anything!"

"Okay."

"Goodbye."

After I got off the phone, Freddie stared at me as if he was puzzled.

"Who was that?"

"Hospital asking me if I was okay on my own for a few days."

"Why?"

"Well they took my mom in for liver problems, and asked me if I could stay at someone's house."

"Wow, really?"

"Yep."

"Well aren't you worried?"

"Why? She's a Puckett, sorta. She's tough."

"Yeah, I guess so. Where you gonna stay?"

"My house, duh."

"The hospital said-"

"Come on, like I haven't lived on my own before."

"Sam, that's not right."

"Take me home?"

"No, come on. At least stay at Carly's. She'll take better care of you than you will."

"So true."

"Atta girl." Freddie says, patting me on the back.

"Shut up," I laugh.

"Well, let's get outta here before Lewbert finds us and throws whatever he can find."

"Okay... And Freddie?" I call as he reaches for the door handle.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks. You're right that I'd be better off at Carly's."

"Hey. You can count on me."

I bet you didn't see that one coming! You thought Sam was gonna stay at Freddie's!

I can read your mind, you were all, not another one of THOSE stories.

It's not. Okay, review, por favor.

PS, Sam's ringtone is 'Walking Disasters' by The Wombats. Check it out.