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supertech: why hello there, meat lover :)

meatlover94: good day super tech :)

supertech: and how is my beautiful meat lover this wonderful day?

meatlover94: meat lover is good. And how is my super tech?

supertech: super tech is cool :)

meatlover94: ok can we stop talkin like the british at hi tea?

supertech: yeah hahah why were we talkin like that anyways

meatlover94: cause were awesome

supertech: true that where r u rite now?

meatlover94: my room on my laptop. moms downstairs with another italian dude

supertech: gross

meatlover94: ikr? where r U rite now?

supertech: carly's. she thinks im doing maintenance hehehe

meatlover94: and ur sure im not rubbing off on u? ;)

supertech: nah u r… just a lil :)

meatlover94: aw i feel so loved

supertech: u r loved. by ME!

meatlover94: dork :P

supertech: u love this dork

meatlover94: that i do

supertech: called it! so i was thinkin maybe we could go out tonight? withOUT carly this time?

meatlover94: just the 2 of us?

supertech: if thats alright with u?

meatlover94: yeah to where?

supertech: where do u want to go?

meatlover94: the park

supertech: the park?

meatlover94: yeah the park. do u have somethin against parks?

supertech: noo but i was thinkin u were gonna choose like an all u can eat meat buffet

meatlover94: THEY HAVE THOSE?

supertech: hahaha i figured that u would be the one 2 know where 1 was

meatlover94: true, true

supertech: so ill pick u up at 7?

meatlover94: sure thing. ill meet u outside my door. u shouldn't have to suffer lookin at my mom and her male companion :P

supertech: i appreciate that greatly. see you then :)

meatlover94: see you :)

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When it was nearing on seven, I went downstairs and hid behind the kitchen counter until Freddie showed up. Why was I hiding, you may ask? Do you think I really wanted to watch my mom suck face and chant in Italian to some random dude on our couch? No, no I did not. Finally, when seven struck, a knock came at the door. Thank God for my dork being precise.

"Don't get up to get the door or anything, Mom. You look pretty busy with Bruno over there." I said sarcastically as I went to the door.

"Thanks, Sammy." She said, breaking lip contact for a second. "You're so good to me. But this is Vincenzo. Bruno was my last boyfriend."

"Oh, my bad." I said, attitude dripping from my tongue. "And boyfriend? You guys have barely known each other for fifteen seconds. All you've been doing is sucking face."

"You know full well that some of my best relationships start in fifteen seconds!" she said. "Like this hunky monkey right here."

And they went back to smacking and chapping. I can't even BEGIN to tell you how gross it looked, let alone sounded. I quickly slipped out the door and then dragged Freddie off our porch.

"Hello to you, too." He said when we made it to the end of the driveway.

"Sorry, had to get as far away from that scene as I could." I replied. "Set to go?"

"Most definitely." He replied, extending his hand. "Shall we?"

"We shall." I accepted, taking his hand in mine.

We turned out of my driveway and onto the deserted sidewalk towards the park down the road. The night was cold, but not too cold, just cold enough, you know what I mean? Early stars hung high in the sky, and a small and wispy moon centered them. Before I knew it, we had reached the park without a single word uttered. There was a lake off in the distance and we walked down to it and sat on the grass hill just above the bank.

"Beautiful night," Freddie said, looking around at the sight of the deserted park.

"Yeah. It is." I replied.

"Nice place you picked, too." He added.

"Yeah… I liked to come here to think sometimes. When my mom is being all… the way she is."

"I should try that sometime." He said. "If she'll let me out of the house."

I laughed a little. Somehow, I found a new carefree openness with Freddie. It was like he got me. Both our dads were out of our lives, our mothers were both crazy; his in the over-protective sense and mine in the never-protective sense, and we just felt good around each other. Before I had fallen for him, things were always tense. But maybe that's because I only saw the surface of things. I only saw his love for all things technology, and he only saw my abusive, rough and tough girl nature. We never saw how much we were almost… alike in a way. He made me feel softer, like I didn't have to be so tough. It felt different, but nice at the same time.

Just then, a cold wind brushed past us, and goosebumps layered on my skin and I shivered.

"Here," he said, taking off his hoodie and handing it to me. "Take it."

"Won't you be cold?" I asked.

"Nah, I'm the guy. I'll tough it up." He said with a shrug. "Go on, take it."

I took his hoodie and slipped it on and suddenly, the goosebumps melted away and I instantly felt warmer.

"And just for good measure," he said, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me in close to him. "Now you'll definitely be warm."

I smiled a little and rested my head on his shoulder. "See any constellations?"

He looked up at the sky for a moment before shaking his head. "You know, in all honesty, I don't really pay attention to constellations. I like to… make my own shapes."

"Like what?" I asked.

He took his finger and traced an outline among the stars. "See? I just drew a circle." He drew a different shape. "And now a square. Here, let's do one together."

He picked my hand up and adjusted my finger and then helped me trace a crazy mess of lines across the sky.

"What was that supposed to be?" I asked.

"I wrote something." He said.

"Well what did you write?"

"Here, I'll do it again." He said, picking up my hand again. "S-, E-, D-, D-, I-, E-," he dropped my hand. "Seddie."

I laughed a little. "Dork."

"Like I said before, you love this dork." He said, kissing my forehead.

"I know I do." I said simply.


When it came to be nine o'clock, Freddie and I reluctantly headed back to my house to drop me off. We would've stayed out later, but his mom put down a curfew. When we got to my porch again, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in for a long kiss that had to have lasted a solid twenty seconds.

"Does your mom even know about us?" Freddie asked.

"No." I said. "I never get to tell her. And your mom?"

"She'd flip her lid." He said. "I mean if she flipped her lid with Carly…"

"I know… I get it." I said.

"I'll tell her eventually." He said. "But until then…" he kissed me once more. "It's just us."

I nodded.

"I've got to get back. But I had a lot of fun, Sam."

"We didn't really do anything."

"It was fun just being with you." He said, the sincerity in his eyes showing. "Goodnight."

He kissed my forehead and then jogged back down the porch steps towards the street.

"Night, Freddie." I whispered to myself.

What was it about him that always made me lose my words? My rough and tough exterior? Whenever we were with each other with Carly, I could keep it up, but with him alone? It was like I was a whole new person. And was it weird that I liked this person that I became around him? Vulnerable? Small? He was like my own personal protection. It felt good to be protected, especially when most times I was stuck defending myself.

I shrugged off the feeling and then went inside the house. All was quiet. I went down the hall towards my bedroom. As I was coming upon my mom's, I decided that I'd let her know I was home, even though she probably didn't even know I'd left.

I opened the door and she was passed out on her bed with Bruno or Vincenzo or whatever passed out next to her, snoring. I closed the door again and then went off to my room. I slammed the door shut and then sat down on my bed, tears falling from my eyes.

I don't cry often, but every time I see my mom with a new guy, especially totally buff ones like Bruno or Vincenzo or whatever, it breaks my heart because I know that she's completely forgotten about my dad. Sure he was lousy, and sure he decided to leave us and never come back, but he was still my DAD. I didn't mind her dating, or having relationships, but these guys weren't even her type... or age even. And then she just goes around and starts sleeping with them? It's like I'm not even there.

I tried to let the thoughts go as I turned off my table lamp and laid down in my existing clothes. It was then that I realized that I hadn't returned Freddie's sweatshirt.

It was still warm.

And it still smelt like his cologne.