A\n: Yes I have been flying under the radar for a while- reading tons of stories and reviewing them. Not updating at all- but I am back! With…. 2 chapters! HAAPY MEMORIAL DAY! Yes both are extremely short but at least I updated!
Freddie:
Did she just call me Freddie? Sam Puckett call me Freddie? She hasn't called me that for years- not unless you go back to the time of Sam being called Samantha & me calling her Sammy. Not since we were little kids, before we met Carly at lunch in second grade. Sam stole Carly's tuna sandwich, and Carly fought back, which was weird, because before Sam physically SAW Carly Sam was the sweetest most down to earth girl I ever had known. It was as if as soon as Sam laid her eyes on Carly someone switched something either on or off inside of her. Sammy- my little Samantha was gone in the blink of an eye, replaced by Sam the aggressive, and as my mom calls her to this day "the delinquent".
When she called me Freddie it brought back a rush of memories, and emotions. I was scared, and astounded. Frozen with disbelief. And Come on it can't mean anything could it? I mean I bet it is just her fooling around with me... Right?
I mean what could she be trying to tell me if anything... This is Sam we are talking about. If she is trying to tell me something, or to prove something she will.
