First off I'd like to say thank you to everybody that reviewed, added me to favorite authort/story, and thank you for reading! I know it's been a week since I've updated but I will try to get atleast three chapters out this weekend (two today, including this one, and another one tomorrow). I may not get another one out tomorrow but we'll see! So please enjoy!

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4 months pregnant

"Hey Freddie, it's Carly, again. This is like my 3rd message since this morning and 12th message in the past month. I just hope you're ok. I don't know if I did anything or said anything to upset you but if I did, I am truly sorry." I hung up. Lately, he had been avoiding me completely, and if he ever did look at me, it was at my baby bump that seemed to double in size every day. I didn't know what was wrong with him. Ever since Sam and him had that fight things have been different. Sam's still not talking to me, which is the last thing I need right now. I felt alone, like a little kid in a big group of people and got separated from her parents.

"Hey kiddo, want some of this popcorn? I just made it in my new popcorn maker." Spencer walked in with an unappealing bag of burnt popcorn.

"Um, I think I'll pass. Besides, I'm not that hungry. I'm going to call it a night." I faked yawned and tried to pretend like I was actually tired.

"It's only 8:30. We were going to watch Halloweentown at 9:00, remember?"

"Yeah but I'm just tired. Record it and I'm all yours tomorrow."

"Ok, have a nice sleep." He sounded disappointed but he knew that me, Freddie, and Sam were having trouble so he let it slide. I loved him so much. I wondered how long I was going to be able to keep this from him.

I went to sleep that night thinking of me and Freddie's baby. I wondered what it would look like, talk like, and think like. I imagined it would have my long beautiful hair (if it were a girl of course), Freddie's amazingly sculpted eye shape, and both of our brown eye color. If it was going to be atleast half of what I was picturing it would look like, then it would be more than gorgeous. I also thought about how he or she would be like as a teenager. Would she be like me, beautiful, confident, and humorous? Or would he be like Freddie, geeky, smart, and adorable? I loved thinking about these things. Thinking that me and Freddie created something that not all people are blessed with makes me feel really special, but in a weird way though.

The next day

"Freddie!" I try to get his attention. I know he can hear me, this is like our daily routine now: I call him until I get tired, and he walks away like nothing is going on. "C'mon Freddie I know you can hear me." He's pretending to talk to one of his AV nerds but I can tell the other one is not really interested, only interested in the blonde girl standing next to him. I called his name again, and again, and again until the guy he was talking to told him I was calling him, forcing him to turn around. He approached me, very unhappy.

"Uh, hey, what's up?" He asked with his head down. I knew he was nervous or guilty. We had known each other long enough to tell when something was wrong. Even though that was the worst thing he could've said to me, acting like nothing was wrong, but it still felt good to hear his voice.

"What's up? What's up? I'll tell you what's up! I'm 4 months pregnant with your child and you've been ignoring me and rejecting my phone calls, that's what's up!" I was getting louder and louder and people were starting to stare. He pulled me over to our lockers for some privacy.

"Carly, calm down. And keep your voice down! We don't want the whole school to know." I knew he was right, but I wanted to say what was on my mind.

"Are you just going to stand there like a limp potato or are you going to grow some and talk to me."

He hesitated before answering. "I'm sorry Carly, I really am, but lately I've just been feeling a lot of stuff and I didn't want you around me with me acting like I was. I didn't want you to see me like that."

"Guilty about what?"

"That." He pointed to my belly, which was covered up by a sweatshirt, and then went back to looking down at his shoes. I never wanted him to feel like this was his fault, because it wasn't.

"Freddie, I-"

"We got to go." He hustled away too fast for me to try and stop him. I felt horrible knowing that he felt that way. But why now? What made him feel so guilty all of a sudden.

The rest of the day went on pretty dully. The classes were boring, the teachers were boring, even the students were boring. I knew without Sam and Freddie that my life would be horrible. I had to get them back. After school, I sent a fake text to Sam, saying that I was her mom and she needed to meet me at Groovy Smoothie because I wanted her to meet my new boyfriend. I knew it wasn't the best excuse, but it was enough to get her to come. As she walked in, I saw her search for her mom. When she didn't see her, she frowned and started to head out.

"No Sam, wait!" I yelled from my table. She turned around, looked at me, and started to head out as if I wasn't there. "Sam!" I raced after her as best I could without hurting myself. I eventually caught up to her. "Thank goodness I caught you. I need to talk to you." She just looked at me with a blank stare, as if she didn't even care. "So, um," I continued, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this before. You're my best friend, I didn't want to disappoint you or anything. I'm not a slut, I promise. I just made a mistake. I need you, Sam, I really need you right now."

I saw a tear start to form in her eye and I knew I was forgiven. She pulled me in for a hug and started to cry, causing me to cry too. Ugh, stupid hormones. After all the tears were gone, we headed back into Groovy Smoothie and actually had a conversation.

"So what does it feel like?" She asked curiously.

"I don't really know how to explain it. Weird, I guess."

"Are you sure that smoothie is ok for you to drink? I don't want you getting sick."

"Yeah, I'll be fine. That part of the pregnancy has pretty much passed, for the most part anyway."

"Where the baby daddy?" She asked playfully. I wanted to tell her I didn't know or it had something to do with school, but I had to tell her the truth.

"He's been avoiding me lately…" I said with my head down looking at my smoothie.

"Why? Carly, give me the ok and I'll kick him so hard he won't be able to pee for 5 days!" She stood up, angrily, and was ready to pounce. It humored me a little.

"No, Sam. It's not his fault. He's been feeling really guilty about…this." I looked down at my baby bump and she knew what I was talking about. She sat down and I knew something was up. "What?" I asked, wondering why she looked sad all of a sudden.

"About that, um, I sort of told him it was his fault you were pregnant. But I swear Carly I didn't mean it! It was when I was mad at you two!"

"It's ok, Sam. I know you were mad. But we have to talk to him. He still thinks that he ruined my life."

"But Carly, didn't he?" I thought about what she had just said. And then I came to the conclusion, no he didn't. Freddie wasn't the only one there that day when we conceived our child, I was there too. I tempted him and we did it. We did it, together. I never wanted him to feel like he pressured me into to something, because he didn't.

"No he didn't." I simply said. I paid for both of our smoothies and we both left together to Bushwell.

At Bushwell

When we got to my apartment, we immediately called Freddie to meet us there. He didn't want to, saying that he was busy with homework, which we knew was a lie. So, a couple minutes after our phone call, Sam decided to handle things her way. She went over to his apartment, grabbed him by the legs, and dragged him over to mine. I wasn't all for the idea, but it did give me a chance to talk to him.

"Sam! You can't just take me against my will, that's illegal!" She straightened out his red button down shirt and saw me sitting on the stool in front of the computer facing him. He stood there looking at me for a moment. I had taken off my sweatshirt and you could see my bump outline by my shirt. He had never seen it so big. I had made sure to wear a sweatshirt whenever I'm around anyone, including him. He looked at it and a tear strolled down his cheek. He wiped it as fast as it had come and turned around to go home.

"No, you're not going anywhere. You need to talk to her about this." Sam said, blocking the door.

"There's nothing to talk about." He tried to make his way through Sam, but obviously that didn't work.

"Freddie, please talk to me." I stood up and walked towards him, placing myself directly in front of him.

"Yeah?"

"Freddie, this is our baby. Not yours, not mine, but ours. We made it together and I don't want you to ever feel like this is your fault, no matter how convincing Sam can make herself sound when she's mad." Sam smiled, knowing that she could be very persuasive.

"I know that, but I can't help thinking that this wouldn't be happening if I had just been smart enough to use the common sense god gave me to use something. If I had, then we wouldn't be having this problem."

"Would you stop saying that? It's my responsibility as much as it is yours. So just get over it and help me!" I didn't want to sound mad, or bossy, but I felt that was the only way to get him to snap out of it.

He looked at me, into my eyes, for the first time in a while. It felt so good to be able to know that we were going to be ok. A smile emerged on his face and I knew he was better. I jumped into his arms and he didn't hesitate to pull me in. I rested my head in between his head and shoulder and we stood like that for a long time. Eventually Sam went home and we were alone. Spencer was with Socko and Freddie's mom was still at work. This was our time right now, and we weren't going to waste it. We sat down on the couch and fell asleep in each other's arms. I knew this didn't mean we were together, but it did mean that there was nothing that could tear us apart.

Yay! They all made up! Sorry this was like really fast paced (like they all made up really quickly w/o an argument) but I didn't really want to make it complicated. Besides, there is going to be a WHOLE BUTTLOAD of drama in the next chapter, I promise! So, chapter 7 should be out today, either like in the next couple hours or later tonight but it will be out today! So please review and tell me what you think!:)