So... I realize it's been forever since I last updated. I was going to have this chapter up by last Thursday, but I didn't. Then I went to a convention (Otakon) from Friday to Sunday. After that I spent the day at the beach with some friends. My life has been busy, I guess. Sorry!
Chapter Four: A Week at the Beach
Sam
It was Thursday, and I was talking to Chelsea at work.
When I had come back to work about mid-June, seeing Chelsea surprised me. She looked so different. Her brown hair was shorter, and no longer had pink streaks in her hair. Apparently, hair dye isn't good for pregnant ladies. Chelsea had also gained weight, being pregnant and all. Plus, her boobs had gotten huge.
"So Jason's family owns this really nice beach house," Chelsea said.
"Good for him."
"We're planning on staying there for a week, starting on Sunday. You know, the Fourth of July and all."
"God, I wish I could spend a week at the beach."
"Well, today's your luck day, Blondie."
"Huh?"
"Jason and I would like you, Freddie, Griffen, and Carly to come along."
I let out a shriek of joy. Some people stared at me, but my evil glare made them look away.
"That'd be so awesome!" I said. Then a thought popped into my brain. "Could some of our friends come too? We haven't seen them in awhile."
"Who?"
"Gibby, Tasha, and maybe Wendy. Would that be cool with Jason?"
"Oh yeah. The more the merrier. A lot of people don't want to come because they're afraid of partying with a pregnant chick around."
I laughed. "That won't stop Carly and Wendy."
Chelsea smiled. "I'll tell Jason at lunch."
Freddie and I usually had lunch with Chelsea and Jason.
"Speaking of lunch," I said, "it's time for our break. It's food court day, right?"
"Yup."
We alternated lunch breaks with our men between the mall food court and the cafe in the bookstore.
When we got to the food court, I saw that Freddie had already gotten me my food. Jason did the same for Chelsea.
"Yo, boys," I said as we sat down. "Can you get this week off, Freddie?"
"Um. I guess so. Why?"
"Chelsea invited us to go to the beach. Carly and Griffen too."
"Is it cool if the four of them bring friends, honey?" Chelsea asked Jason.
"Sure. Now it'll be a party. But don't worry, Chelsea, I won't drink either so you won't feel left out."
"Aw. How sweet," I said. "And it's about time me and Freddie won't have to be the sober ones."
When we go to parties with our friends, Freddie and I don't drink. Our friends always need someone to take care of them when they're smashed. We're truly saints.
Carly
"Carly, Chelsea and Jason are gonna be here any minute!" Sam yelled from downstairs.
"I'm hurrying!" I yelled back. I was finishing up my packing. I needed to have cute outfits in case we go walking around, some sexy outfits if we go to a club, adorable bikinis, and equally adorable cover ups.
Someone began to pound on my door.
"Come in."
Sam came in. "Chelsea and Jason are here. Jesus! How much shit did you pack?"
"I just like being prepared."
"Whatever. Let's go."
We got downstairs just as Freddie was saying, "OK. Gibby, Tasha, Wendy, you guys are riding with Chelsea and Jason. Carly and Griffen are with me and Sam."
Becky came back into our apartment. "The alcohol's all loaded up. Don't get pulled over."
"Thanks for buying us booze," Sam said. Since we were all underage, Becky went and bought us alcohol. She did the same thing for our prom night.
"You're such a bad influence," I said to my sister-in-law with a smile.
"Oh my God! Can we please go?" Sam screamed. "I wanna get to the beach mother fuckers!"
...
"Are we there yet?" Sam asked for the millionth time.
"Sam, I love you and all, but if you say that again I'm gonna fucking murder you," Freddie said.
"Are. We. There. Yet."
Freddie let go of the wheel and lunged at Sam.
"GUYS!" I screamed.
Griffen reached to the front and grabbed the wheel. My friends were screaming obscenities at each other while pulling the other's hair.
"Carly, do something!" Griffen yelled.
I frantically looked around the car before grabbing a bottle of water. I took the cap off and poured the water all over them. That snapped them out of it.
"Shit!" Freddie said. He nudged Griffen out of the way and took the wheel back. "Jesus!"
"What the hell was that?" I asked.
"Sam and I are a little tired. I mean, we had to get up so early and we didn't sleep much," Freddie said.
"Well, maybe you two shouldn't have sex marathons when you have to get up early and drive for two hours the next day!"
The car was silent for ten minutes.
Freddie finally said, "I'm sorry for attacking you, Sam."
"Sorry for provoking you, Fredcrazy." She paused. "That was actually pretty hot. You should attack me tonight.
Freddie looked at her and gave her a seductive smirk.
"How the hell do they do that?" Griffen asked me. "Go from violently fighting then back to normal?"
"Years of practice," I told him.
We finally reached Jason's family's beach house. It was semi-secluded in a small neighborhood and was right by the beach.
"If Jason is so rich, why is he working at a toy store?" Sam asked.
"Technically his grandparents are rich," Griffen informed us. "Plus, he refused help with the baby and whatnot. He wants to prove something or whatever."
We all got out of the car.
"What the hell was with all the swerving?" Jason asked.
"Sam and Freddie were trying to kill each other,"I said. "Griffen had to drive from the backseat while I tried to break them up."
"It wasn't that bad," Sam said with a nonchalant wave of her hand.
"We could've died!"
"Well, we didn't!"
"Because of Griffen!"
"I know that. We're lucky he was there. Freddie, get my bags."
"Chelsea and I get the master bedroom," Jason told us. "It's on the third level."
"Third level?" Sam said.
"It used to be an attic, but my grandma had it converted into a bedroom. The rest of you guys can take whatever rooms you want."
Sam dashed off as soon as Jason finished his sentence. I knew her plan. She wanted to get the best room.
"No you don't!" I called after her as I sped off.
Sam's a hard girl to catch up to, but I was determined. No way was I letting her get a better room.
"Take her down, babe!" I heard Griffen yell as I reached the front door. Sam had just finished picking the lock since Jason didn't get a chance to unlock it yet. Once she pushed it open, I jumped over her.
"You're gonna regret that, Shay!"
I laughed as I ran up the stairs. I heard her feet pound behind me. I was lucky I'm her friend. If I wasn't, she would've pushed me down the stairs, not caring if my neck got broken.
When we reached the top, we both began opening doors. None of those rooms were the best. Then we saw the door at the end of the hall. Sam and I glanced at each other than charged at the door.
I managed to grab the door knob first.
"Success!" I cried.
"Too easy. Whoever lays on the bed first wins."
"You're on."
I pushed open the door. There was a beautiful queen sized bed. We entered the room and she pushed me to the ground. I grabbed her legs and she fell as well.
"Hair, hair, hair!" Sam yelled while I used her blonde locks to pull her down further.
I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and pull me up.
"GO!" I heard Freddie yell.
Sam got up and jumped onto the bed.
"YES!" she yelled. "I am victorious! With an assist from the awesome, Fredman!"
Freddie let go of me and walked up to Sam. They high fived.
"How dare you betray me, Freddie," I said.
"Sorry, Carly, but I wanted this room too."
"Where's Griffen?" I was a little pissed he didn't help me.
Freddie began to turn red. "I kinda distracted him."
"How?"
"By, um, throwing your suitcase into the street. While a car was driving by..."
"WHAT?"
Freddie
We all got settled into our rooms. I got the best room, most of the thanks going to my wonderful fiance. Then we all gathered in the living room. We pretty much wasted the day watching TV.
"What are we gonna do for dinner?" Sam asked that evening. "Mama's starving."
"I can go shopping," Carly said.
"Nah. We'll do that tomorrow," Chelsea told her. "Let's get pizza."
Sam insisted we we order two Meat'o'Holic pizzas, Friffen wanted a Flyin' Hawaiian, Carly pepperoni, me mushrooms, Tasha and Wendy wanted white pizza, Gibby anchovies, and Jason and Chelsea extra cheese.
"And get some cheesy breadsticks!" Sam added as Jason dialed.
"Get five boxes," I said. "Sam's gonna eat three."
"OK..." Jason said.
"We should go swimming after," Carly suggested as Jason spoke on the phone.
"But we'll have to wait fifteen minutes, won't we, Freddie?" Sam teased.
I glared at her. "Shut up."
Jason hung up the phone and said, "OK, let's all put in our share of the pay."
"You got this?" Sam asked me.
"When don't I?"
The pizzas arrived twenty minutes later.
"Let's watch a movie," Tasha said as we dug in.
"Let me pick!" Sam yelled.
"NO!" Carly and I screamed.
"Why not?"
"Because it'll be some disgusting horror movie," Carly told her.
"But... horror movies are fun." She gave the entire group puppy dog eyes.
"I'm cool with a horror movie," Chelsea said.
Everyone else mumbled in agreement. Even Carly.
I was appalled. "Don't give in to the puppy dog eyes!"
Sam shoved an entire slice of pizza into my mouth to shut me up. She then quickly got a movie and put it in.
There was blood everywhere, and the opening credits hadn't even started. Everyone but Sam cringed whenever guts flew around. Actually, she giggled. There's something wrong with that girl.
"That movie was so fucked up," Chelsea said when it ended.
"You have no idea what you're talking about, Preggo," Sam said to her. "It was awesome!"
Carly said, "Whatever. Can we just go swimming now?"
"No way," Wendy said with a shiver. "Not after seeing that movie. People who go swimming at night get killed."
"Oh my God," Sam said, "I just got a brilliant idea."
"What?" I asked.
"Skinny dipping."
"That's only going to increase our likelihood of getting killed!" Wendy cried.
"What? You afraid of people seeing you naked?"
Wendy smirked at Sam. "I get it. You just want to see me nude. Are you jealous that Carly got to see all this and you didn't?"
Sam snorted and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, Wendy. That's exactly it."
Griffen looked at me. "Freddie, if you and Sam have a three way with Wendy please film it so I can watch it later."
Sam giggled. "Sorry, Griffen, but that video will only be kept between us three."
We all laughed.
"OK. Can we please go swimming before an orgy happens?" Carly said.
Sam
I sniffed the wonderful ocean air. The beach is possibly one of my favorite places ever.
"I don't know about this," Tasha said.
"Oh come on. Skinny dipping is so freeing," I told her.
"How would you know?"
"Fredman and I have gone skinny dipping in our school's pool."
"When?" Carly asked.
"After the gym's been closed for the night. I pick the lock."
"Oh my God. Have you guys had sex in the pool?"
Freddie and I looked at our feet in guilt.
"Guys! I do laps in that pool once a week!"
"Get over it, Carls." I took off my shirt.
"I don't know if I'm comfortable with you all seeing me naked," Tasha said.
Some people are such spoil sports.
"Then swim in your bra and panties," I said. "It'll be just like you're in a bikini."
"That's an option?" Chelsea asked. "Thank God."
Damn those shy girls.
"Does anyone else plan on half skinny dipping?" I asked the group.
Everyone shook their head.
"Good. Now strip," I said as I wiggled out of my shorts.
"Why are you so obsessed with seeing all our friends naked?" Freddie asked me as he took off his clothes.
"Aw. Are you afraid you won't measure up to the other guys?"
"Sam."
"I just want everyone to know the joys of swimming in their birthday suit."
"You're so weird."
"And that's why you love me."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
I gave him a kiss then dashed into the water. I dove into a wave. When I resurfaced I said, "That's refreshing."
I heard squeals coming from Carly and Wendy as they hit the water.
"I love the ocean," Freddie said as he swam up next to me.
"Can we please live at the beach one day?" I begged.
"Sure, darling."
"Sweet," I said as I dunked him under water.
"Sam!" he yelled when he came up.
I let out an evil giggle and swam away. I felt a tug on my ankle then went under.
"Damn you, Freddouche!"
It was his turn to giggle. What an ass.
After an hour of swimming, we all went back onto land.
"That was so much fun," Gibby said.
"Of course it was fun for you, Gibster," I said. "Now you have an excuse to be naked instead of shirtless."
"Oh God. I do not want to think about a naked Gibby running around," Freddie said.
"But you're seeing it right now," Carly told him.
Freddie glanced at Gibby.
"Jesus Christ! Why'd you make me look, Carly?"
"You were avoiding looking at our naked friends?" I asked as I gathered up my clothes.
"Duh!"
I snorted. "Weirdo. I've been checking everyone out."
"I didn't realize you were such a perv, Blondie," Chelsea said to me.
I just winked in response.
Carly
It was Wednesday. All of us were spending time on the beach. There was more of a crowd than the days before. The Fourth of July was on Saturday, so I expected the beach to be packed that day and night.
I was laying on my stomach reading a book when I felt water trickle on my back.
"Sam!" I yelled. She had twisted her hair to get water to drip on me.
She laughed while she sat next to me. "Come on. It's hot out. You should be swimming. We can play chicken."
"But you always win!"
She grinned at me. "I know."
"Then I'll pass."
"God, you're so lame. It's not like you're trying to get a tan. I mean, you're practically albino, and you're using SPF one hundred."
"Becky has passed her skin cancer paranoia onto me, OK?"
That was true. Becky will go into long monologues about how horrible skin cancer is, and how we should do everything we can to prevent ourselves from getting it.
Sam shook her head. "I'm disappointed in you." She reached into the cooler Chelsea brought with us. She took out a can of root beer and a bucket of fried chicken.
I was feeling kind of hungry, so I asked, "Can I have some chicken?"
"NO!"
Freddie snuck up behind her and grabbed a chicken leg from the bucket. She turned and hissed at him while he took a bite.
"Mm. Delicious," he said.
Sam shook up her can of root beer, opened it, and let the liquid spray all over Freddie.
"That's what you get for stealing chicken from Mama."
"I don't get you two sometimes," Tasha said as she and Gibby joined us.
"That's how we want it," Sam said.
"So what are you guys gonna do for iCarly on Friday?" Gibby asked.
"Just some random things around the beach house and stuff," Freddie told him.
"Carly, we should tell the audience about our epic battle for the best bedroom," Sam suggested.
"What? So you can gloat?" I wanted to know.
"Oh yeah."
"And are you going to mention how Freddie threw my suitcase into the street?" Even though my suitcase didn't get run over-thanks to Griffen-I was still a little pissed at Freddie.
"I am sorry about that," Freddie said. "I just... wanted the awesome room. I mean the shower-"
"Yes, I heard about the shower! And the jets in the tub! And how pretty the whole bathroom is! I also know how comfortable the bed is! And I know that the closet is so huge it may lead to Narnia!" Those two wouldn't shut the hell up about the room. I knew it was just to rub it in my face.
"You know, Freddie, we really should try to get to Narnia," Sam said.
He nodded.
"Blondie!" Chelsea yelled, "you gotta come see this!"
"Coming!" Sam grabbed Freddie's hand and ran off to see whatever Chelsea wanted them to see.
I had to admit I was a little jealous. I didn't really see Chelsea and Jason as my friends, but Griffen's. Now Sam and Freddie were getting close to them. Hell, Sam and Chelsea even had nicknames for each other. I would've felt left out this week if Gibby, Tasha, and Wendy didn't come. I was starting to worry that I was losing my best friends.
I heard Gibby and Tasha laugh, which snapped me out of my thoughts. I saw what they were laughing at and smiled. Sam must've talked Wendy and Griffen into playing chicken.
Wendy was on my boyfriend's shoulders and Sam was on Freddie's. Sam was pulling at Wendy's hair violently. Wendy was just flailing her arms about in a feeble attempt to defend herself. Finally, Sam pushed Wendy into the water.
"I AM A BEAST!" Sam screamed.
"I want a rematch!" Wendy said after she came back up from under the water.
After nine more rematches, Wendy finally gave up. She sat down next to me and sulked.
I patted her shoulder. "You put up a good fight."
"Are you kidding? She was terrible," Gibby said.
I smacked him with my book. "I was trying to make her feel better!"
"That's a lost cause," Griffen said as he joined us. "Sam and Freddie gave us a brutal beating."
"Us?" Wendy squealed. "You Just stood there! I'm the one who may have a black eye!"
I heard Sam's evil laugh. As she sat down along with Freddie, Jason, and Chelsea, she said, "I didn't punch you. I just bitch slapped you a couple times."
"Oh, I'm so glad you held back," Wendy said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Sam smiled angelically. "No problem."
"Whatever. Can we please party tonight?" Wendy asked.
We hadn't had any alcohol during the trip so far. Wendy was obviously tired of that since she's a huge partier.
And so was I. "I'm up for it," I said.
"But we have to save the champagne for Saturday," Sam said.
We all agreed with that.
"Well, I'm ready to head back and wash the sand off me," Freddie said. He got up and gathered his and Sam's things. "You coming, Sam?"
"Shoosh yeah. I'll gladly go use that amazing shower with you."
I watched them walk away hand in hand.
"They're going to have sex, aren't they?" Jason asked.
"Yup," I said.
"We should mess with them," Wendy said with a wicked smile.
"Fuck yeah!" Chelsea yelled.
We all got our things together and rushed to the beach house.
Freddie
"OK," Sam said. "Since you guys disturbed Fredson and me when we were in the shower, I'm gonna kick your asses in poker."
While we were in the shower, our lovely friends decided to break into our room and bang on the bathroom door. Gibby and Jason made sex noise. Wendy actually came into the bathroom and threw toilet paper into the shower.
"Sure. Let's play poker," Jason said. He got out a deck of cards and we all gathered around the large coffee table in the living room. "Will we be betting with actual money?"
I snorted. "Sam has no money."
She punched me. "I have a job, you know. Which means I have money."
"Which you spend on food."
Carly laughed. "You know he's right, Sam."
"Whatever," Sam said. "And I'd like to inform you that we'll be betting with our clothes."
"What is your obsession with seeing all your friends naked, Blondie?" Chelsea asked.
Sam shrugged. "Because it's fun? And you and Tasha didn't get naked."
"I'm cool with it," I said.
"But Tasha's shy, you guys," Gibby told us.
"Then she'll take a couple of shits to lower her inhibitions," Wendy suggested.
I felt kind of bad that we were peer pressuring Tasha, so I said, "She doesn't have to play if she doesn't want to."
"But I want to!" Tasha said. She snatched the bottle of vodka out of Wendy's hand then chugged.
Carly took it out of her hands when she had drank about half the bottle. "Whoa, girl. Don't drink like that."
"Yeah. We don't need anyone going to the hospital," Sam said. "So. Can we play now?"
...
We had been playing for almost two hours. Sam was the only one fully clothed. Meanwhile, everyone else was in various stages of undress. Well, except Gibby. He was completely nude. I think he was losing on purpose. I was down to my boxers.
"Sorry, Carly," Sam said. "You gotta remove your bra."
Carly glared at her best friend. "I so hate you right now."
Finally, Sam won. "Yes! I am the champion!" she yelled. Then she broke out into song. Naturally, she sang "We are the Champions" by Queen. A drunk Sam doesn't sing very well.
After she finished singing she said, "I'm gonna go do a victory lap on the beach."
"Oh Jesus," I mumbled. I didn't want her to injure herself or drown in the ocean, so I chased after her.
I got onto the beach just in time to see her fall down. I ran over to her.
"Are you OK?" I asked with worry.
"Freddie, I fell on the sand."
"People can get hurt by falling on sand."
She started to giggle. "You sound like your mom. It's funny." She pulled me on top of her and gave me a kiss.
"I think it's time for you to go to bed," I said to her.
"NO!"
I sighed. I stood up, grabbed her, and threw her over my shoulder.
"Put me down or I'll kick your ass!"
"You're wasted, Sam. I could easily take you down while you're in this state."
I took her back inside. As I walked through the living room, I said, "We're going to bed."
"Party poopers!" I heard Wendy yell as I walked upstairs.
When we got into our room, I gently placed Sam on the bed.
"I don't know why you're doing this," Sam said with a yawn. "I'm not even tired."
"Yeah. Right."
After several seconds, I heard her snoring softly. I laughed then went to sleep as well.
Sam
It was the Fourth of July. iCarly had gone wonderfully the day before. We made me and Freddie's closet look like Narnia and had Gibby dress up as Aslan. I tried to sacrifice Freddie to him. It was hilarious.
Now it was sunset. Fireworks were going to be set off at dark on the beach, so we were getting ready to hang on the beach before they started.
I went into the kitchen to get some root beer. I saw Griffen sitting at the kitchen table. He looked really nervous and was staring at something in his hands.
"What's up?" I asked him.
He snapped put of whatever daydream he was in. I had startled him, which caused what was in his hands to fall onto the floor. I quickly picked it up.
My eyes widened when I saw what it was. "HOLY SHI-"
Griffen ran over to me and slapped his hand over my mouth. "Don't you dare say anything."
I pushed him away and looked at the engagement ring that I held. The rock was huge, and smaller diamonds circled it. "This is so Carly," I told him.
"Thanks. Can I please have it back?"
I gave it to him and he slipped it into his pocket.
"I'm crazy nervous," he told me.
"Dude, don't worry. She'll say yes."
"OK. Um. Can you not tell anyone? I want it to be a surprise."
"Sure."
"We're going!" Carly yelled.
Griffen left as I grabbed my root beer. I then headed to the back porch where Freddie was waiting for me.
"You ready?" he asked.
"I have something to tell you first."
He sighed. "It better not be something stupid."
I kicked him. "It's not! It's, like, a huge thing."
"Well spill!"
"Griffen's proposing today."
"Holy chiz!"
"I know!"
"Did you see the ring?"
"Yup. It screams Carly."
"That's great."
"Listen, he asked me not to tell anyone, so-"
"So we should be really sneaky when we tell everyone else."
I smiled at him. "That's my man."
We joined the rest of our group at the beach.
"Hey, Wendy," I said, "wanna collect shells with me and Freddie?"
"Sure."
We walked up and down the beach, collecting dozens of shells.
"OK. I'm gonna write something with the shells, and I want you to tell me what it says," I said to Wendy.
"Alright..."
I looked over at Freddie and we shared a smile.
I went to work. "Now read," I commanded when I finished.
Wendy looked. "Griff's proposing. Huh?" She looked at us.
"It's not that hard to figure out," I said. "Has alcohol killed all your brain cells?"
"Shut up!" She thought for a minute and I saw the lightbulb turn on. "Griffen's proposing to Carly?"
We nodded. Wendy jumped up and down happily.
"But Griffen doesn't want anyone to know," Freddie said.
Wendy's eyes lit up. "I love being sneaky when telling people gossip."
After I destroyed my shell message, we went back to our spot on the beach. As soon as we sat down, Wendy took her cell phone out of her purse. With lightning speed, she sent a text. I learned she texted Tasha when Tasha's phone went off. Her eyes widened after she read the text. Then she whispered to Gibby who got a huge grin.
Now all we had to do was tell Chelsea and Jason.
"Jason, Chelsea," Freddie said. "You feel like a quick swim with me and Sam?"
"Sure," they both said.
"So," I said once we were waste deep in the water, "I feel I should tell you two something."
"What?" Chelsea asked.
"This is top secret information."
"Just tell us, Blondie!"
"Griffen's proposing to Carly tonight," Freddie said.
Jason let out a whistle.
"That's so awesome!" Chelsea screamed. "I'm so excited for them!"
When it was almost dark, we got out of the water. We sat around and talked for awhile when Griffen said, "You wanna go for a walk, Carly?"
"But the fireworks are gonna start soon," she said.
"We'll be able to see the fireworks from where we're going."
"OK." They got up and walked away while holding hands.
"You got a camera? "I whispered to Freddie.
"You know it," he whispered back.
"You wanna follow them and film the proposal?"
"Duh."
Carly
When we walked away from our friends, I couldn't help but notice the goofy smiles on their faces. It was like they knew something I didn't.
"You OK?" I asked Griffen.
He cleared his throat. "Yeah. I'm fine."
"You seem nervous."
He let out a forced laugh. "Why'd I be nervous?"
I stopped walking, faced him, and cupped his face with my hands. "What's going on?"
"You know, it's funny."
"What's funny?"
"For four years, we spent the Fourth of July together. Even when we were broken up."
I smiled. It was true. We were together after our Junior year of high school when we set off fireworks on the roof of Bushwell Plaza. The summer after our Senior year, we were together when Wendy's family threw a party and a rogue firework hit Sam when she was protecting Freddie's face. The year before, we weren't a couple and he was dating Chelsea. But we spent the day together. And here we were again.
"Yeah. We do always spend this day together," I said. "It's kinda nice, isn't it?"
Griffen smiled. "It is. I like to think that it's a special day for us."
"Aw." I gave him a kiss. I thought I heard someone else say "Aw" too. I turned my head, but I didn't see anyone.
"I, um, want to make this holiday even more special for us."
I was a little confused, so I said, "Huh?"
I heard the fireworks start. I turned away from Griffen and watched them. I thought that Griffen was watching them too, but then he cleared his throat from behind me. I turned back to face him and gasped.
He was down on one knee in the sand. He looked at me with nervous eyes and said, "Carly Shay, will you marry me?"
"Oh my God," I said breathlessly. I so wasn't expecting that. I thought the idea of marriage at our age freaked him out.
"Um. Are you going to answer my question?"
I didn't think I was silent for that long, but I guess I was. "Yes, Griffen, I will marry you."
He smiled widely as he placed the most beautiful engagement ring ever on my left hand.
"It's perfect," I said with tears of joy in my eyes.
After he stood up, he lifted me off the ground and spun me around.
"I love you, babe," he said.
"I love you too."
Something caught Griffen's eye behind me. I looked as well, and saw two people running away. when the fireworks lit up the sky, I saw that one was a guy holding a camera and the other was a girl with curly blonde hair. Freddie and Sam.
"Those bastards!" I yelled and took off after them. I finally reached our spot on the beach where all my friends were pretending to watch the grand finale of the fireworks.
"Oh. Hey, Carls, Sam said nonchalantly.
I glared at her. "You and Freddie were spying on me and Griffen!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Freddie filmed Griffen proposing to me!"
Sam threw a look of shock onto her face, and the rest of the group let out fake gasps.
"Sam!" Griffen screamed. "You told everyone I was proposing?"
"Sam knew?" I asked.
"I walked in on him looking at the ring," Sam told me. "And I couldn't not tell everyone. We're you guys' friends. We all want to know about chiz like this."
"We're all crazy happy for you two, Wendy said. "I bet your wedding's going to be spectacular."
"Dude, me and Fredward's wedding will kick the ass of any wedding. Past, present, or future."
I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Whatever, Sam."
...
We were driving home, and I was worrying about telling Spencer. I wondered how he'd react. I didn't want him to murder Griffen.
I saw Sam look at me in the rear view mirror. "What's wrong, Carly?"
"I'm just wondering how Spencer will react to the engagement."
"He'll just have to deal with it. Don't worry. If he gets pissed, Becky'll calm him down."
I took a calming breath. "You're right. Becky will not let Spencer kill my fiance."
"Um. Maybe I shouldn't be there when this goes down," Griffen said.
I gave him a kiss. "It's OK, baby. I understand."
We got to Bushwell Plaza and said good-bye to Griffen. Soon after, I opened the door to my place. Suddenly, Becky pounced.
"I missed you guys!" she cried as she hugged us.
"We were only gone a week," Freddie said.
"I know, but it seemed like forever. SPENCER! THEY'RE BACK!" She smiled at us. Then her gaze went to my left hand. She started to hyperventilate while jumping up and down with joy.
"Hey, guys," Spencer said as he walked out of the bedroom. He looked at Becky and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Ask Carly."
"Spencer," I said, "last night Griffen proposed to me."
"What?"
"I agreed to marry him."
Spencer fell to the floor.
"Did he pass out?" Freddie asked.
"Yup," Becky told him.
Sam groaned. "Jesus. Does he ever not pass out?"
Spencer had fainted a few times before. He did when he found out I wasn't a virgin, and again when he found out I was dating Wendy last year.
"He just has issues with Carly growing up," Becky told us. She nudged Spencer with her foot. "Get up."
My brother jolted awake. "Sorry," he said. "So... You're gonna get married?" he asked me.
"Yup. Isn't it exciting?"
"Um. Sure." He looked like he was about to cry.
"Oh God, Spencer," Sam said. "She's not getting married any time soon."
"Yeah," I said. "We'll wait until after graduation. And after we get our own place. And after we both get full time jobs."
That was the moment I realized adulthood was right around the corner. I finally got why Sam freaked out earlier in the summer when she found out Chelsea was pregnant.
Again. I apologize for not updating for so long. I'll try to be better. I hope this chapter was enjoyable. So yeah...