As Sam, Carly, Freddie, and Spencer walked toward the gate to wait for Sam's parents and Freddie's mom, Sam's phone vibrated in her pocket and sang "Anyone Else But You" by The Moldy Peaches. She read her phone screen, it read Mom. She wasn't going to answer it. She knew exactly what was going to happen if she did, and she didn't want to hear it. Instead she silenced it and started to talk to Carly about the summer ahead of them.
"So what is the first thing you're going to do tomorrow?" Sam asked.
"Go to the beach," Carly laughed "What else?"
"Yeah, no kidding. I'm planning on taking a swim in the hotel pool when we get there." Sam smiled devilishly.
"I hope it's an out door pool." Freddie joined the conversation.
"No one asked you, dork." Sam said glaring at him.
"Don't call me a dork" Freddie asked.
"I could call you Fredward. Would that name be better?"
"Dork is fine." Freddie said shutting up. Carly giggled a bit. Sam won again. Sam felt a vibration in her pocket, voice mail. She sighed and pulled out her phone, to listen to the message:
"Hey, Sammy. Your father and I can't make it to see you. He just got called out on a job and he took the car. I'll try calling you later during the day. I love you Sam. Bye."
She knew it. They may have been "the perfect parents" on the outside but really, the mostly didn't care about her.
"Who called?" Carly asked.
"Just my parents, they aren't coming to see me off." Sam said with a frown.
"Sam, I'm sorry." Carly said. Freddie listened intently to the conversation.
"It's fine. I knew they weren't going to come. They never do anything for me. That lunch we had, I was so surprised to hear her say an actual food item. Most of the time she says, 'I don't know. What are you going to make?'" Sam sighed and looked down.
"Do you need a hug, Sam?" Carly asked, arms stretched outward.
"I'm fine, but I'm take a rain check on that." Sam smiled slightly.
"5 minutes until flight Los Angles, California takes off." A cool, calm voice on the intercom said.
"We better get on the plane, where's your mom, Freddie?" Spencer said looking at Freddie.
"I don't know. She would never miss a chance to embarrass me in front of my friends." Freddie said, contemplating.
"Everyone aboard!" The gate guard yelled.
"You all got your carryon, kids?" Spencer said a little nervously yet excitedly at the same time.
"Yes." They all said holding up bags. Freddie had his laptop in his black bag. Sam and Carly each had a big purse, Sam's was yellow and Carly's was red and blue floral print. They walked towards the gate getting jitter bugs in they're stomachs.
"FREDWARD BENSON!" They heard from a distance. Freddie just about wet his pants at that very moment. He turned around slowly to see him mother running towards them in a light pink bath robe and bunny slippers, tissues falling out of her pockets as she ran.
"Oh no…" Freddie mumbled.
"Freddie, Freddie, you can't leave me! What if you don't come back?" Mrs. Benson wept at her son's feet. Eyes puffy and red.
"Mom, it's okay. I'll be home in 8-10 weeks." Freddie patted his mom on the back.
"If you're going to leave for that long, then I want you to take the tick lotion." Mrs. Benson said putting the cream in Freddie's hand.
"Ah, mom. I don't need it. I have no ticks."
"Just take and remember me, Freddie." Mrs. Benson got up, kissed her son on the forehead and ran off, leaving Freddie with tick lotion in his hand and a confused look on his face.
"Everyone on the plane, it's about to take off!" The gate guard said once more.
"Okay, let's go." Spencer said trying not to laugh. Sam couldn't, or rather, didn't hold in hers.
"Freddie, Freddie, Freddie…just when I thought your mom couldn't get any weirder, she comes here and gives you tick cream." Sam acted disappointed in the situation, but was laughing so had that you could barely tell.
Freddie scowled at her but followed her onto the plane, shoving the lotion quickly in his carryon bag. Carly after him and Spencer after her. Sam walked up to they're row of chairs,
"Ladies first, Freddie." She smiled sweetly.
"Must you attack me with words?"
"Should I use my shoe next time?" Freddie sat down in the window seat, Sam sat next to him, and Carly next to her. Spencer sat in front of them.
"Fasten your seat belts and turn off your cell phones." The cool and calm voice from in the airport said. They followed what she said.
"Please care for take off." The voice said again.
"Here we go." Carly said clutching the arms of her seat.
"Flying away from it all." Freddie said breathlessly.
"Next stop, LA, baby." Sam said smiling like a devil.
The plane took off into the sky, as the three teens daydreamed of what they hoped.
Get them together, find a guy.
Tell him the truth.
Make her fall for me.
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Here is chapter 4. I don't have anything else important to say, but, here it it. (:
-CarmenAmalia
