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Chapter 5/12: October (Freddie' POV)
The ninth graders (and some tenth graders…well, one) filed into class. I smirked, knowing what I had planned for the day. As they began to sit down, I yelled, "Stop! Stop, stop, stop!"
They all turned and stared at me, obviously confused. I informed them, "I'm rearranging the tables."
They turned to stare at me in shock. "WHAT?"
"Mixing it up a bit," I said nonchalantly. I then turned and drew the tables on the board.
The groups were:
Table 1: Katelyn and Davey on one side, Bob and April on the other.
Table 2: Olivia, Jessy, Breanne, Adi.
I didn't actually teach Isabelle, she was a year behind in Math.
Feeling like Sam, I watched evilly as the kids at the table (that Sam and I, when coming up with the seating, yes, she and I hung out a lot, deemed the "Couples Table") sat down awkwardly. The other table was the "Bachelorette Table."
Unsubtly, Breanne leaned over and whispered to Olivia, "Aw, look at the cute couples!"
"So cute," Olivia giggled. We watched as blazing red spots appeared on all of their cheeks.
"Shut up!" Katelyn hissed.
"Ah na, you guys!" April shrieked. "Cannot like that guy! He so ugly, you know? Just weird boy. Do not like him!"
Bob turned red. "Well, I cannot like you! Too boy-crazy, you know? Also so strange! She puts on makeup during class!"
"Ah na!" April yelled. "I have boyfriend in Korea!"
"No guy like you, you know?" Bob retorted.
I was almost laughing too hard to break it up. "All right, guys, time for the real class. The drama can end now."
I noticed about halfway through the lesson that something was distracting the "Couples Table." Peering curiously around Breanne, I finally figured out what it was. "Bob? What are you doing?"
Bob's arm was stretched over the back of April's chair. April, who hardly ever blushed, was blushing like crazy now. She didn't seem at all revolted as I thought she would've been, but instead she seemed…satisfied?
Bob was motioning like crazy to Davey, obviously trying to tell him to put his arm around Katelyn, though he and I both know that Davey would never do it.
Davey was turning red now. I repeated, "What the heck are you doing, Bob?"
Bob smiled. "I want Davey put his arm around Katelyn, you know? He really like her."
"I do not!" Davey protested. "Like I would ever like that red-headed demon!"
Katelyn rolled her eyes. "I would never in a million years like a dork like him."
"Sureee," I muttered, turning back to my computer, knowing by now that those two were both amazing liars.
Katelyn shot back, "Well, you guys are always saying that me and Davey here are just like you and Ms. P. Do YOU like Ms. P?"
My whole face heated up. "Um…I will choose not to answer that."
Davey smirked. "Exactly."
No way was I saying anything about this to Sam….
Speak of the devil.
Said blonde-headed demon appeared at the window, making faces. My students all cracked up, turning to watch her.
"Sam!" I mouthed to her angrily. "You're so dead!"
Sam smirked cockily, mouthing back, "Like you would ever kill me, Freddork!"
I sighed, knowing my class wouldn't be back in order for at least another few minutes. Sam was so dead…
Idcidcidc
I felt someone wrap their arm around my neck, and due to the resulting sparks, I knew exactly who it was. I didn't bother to push it off. Sam greeted, "Hey, how was your class with the freshmen?"
"It was pretty much normal," I shrugged. You know, my fill of entertainment. Oh, yeah. Bob put his arm around April."
Sam's eyes almost bugged out of her head. "What?"
"He was trying to hint to Davey to put his arm around Katelyn…" I explained, trying not to crack up at the expression on her face. "Yeah, Bob supports Katelyn and Davey together too."
Sam cracked up first. "That's hilarious! I should so come in your classroom and watch. We don't have a Bob in our class."
"Sam, you already do," I reminded her, grinning softly.
"No!" Sam protested. She leaned over and gave me a light punch, more like a flirt punch than a real one like she usually gave me. "I just peek in the window and make faces at the kids."
Playing along, I patted her arm affectionately. "And yet, you still manage to disrupt the class for about two whole minutes. You haven't changed a bit since middle school."
Sam punched me again, a little harder this time. "Wow, dork, two whole minutes! The world's gonna end!"
"Sam," I groaned. "You know what I mean?"
We then got on the bus and were subjected to a monologue from Carly about her adorable kindergarteners. The conversation started out innocently, as usual, then hit a taboo subject as Sam and I made fun of Carly's romantic interests.
"So are you!" Carly exclaimed in response to our accusations. "I mean, you and Freddie have this whole elaborate plan thing going to get Katelyn and Davey together…"
Sam interrupted her really fast, like it was really bad. "Carly! That's not a romance thing; you know Frednub and I are like the anti-romantic sappy people."
"Yeah," I agreed quickly, thinking up an explanation that made sense. "It's more like…a game. If they get together, we win."
Sam nodded, shooting me a grateful look. "It's just a fun little game."
Then it hit rock bottom."Yeah, but you're too wrapped up in your little game to see that Katelyn and Davey act just like you guys!" Carly shouted. She then covered her mouth. "Oops."
Sam and I exchanged shocked glances, then turned back to Carly and exclaimed in unison, "WHAT?"
"You heard what I said," Carly reminded us in a wavering voice that sounded like she was nervous. "You guys acted, you STILL ACT exactly like Katelyn and Davey do! And yet you want Katelyn and Davey together! I don't understand you two!" Peeking out the window, she tried to return to normality. "Oh, it's our stop."
Sam and I shuffled off of the bus, completely stunned. Was Carly right? Could I possibly like Sam as more than a friend or a coworker? She's annoying, bully-ish, crazy, deranged, evil, funny, great….she makes sparks fly like no one else….
And from the look on said demon's face, she was thinking the same things.
Idcidcidc
Later that night, when I was trying to sleep again, Sam called me. I answered sleepily.
"Freddork?" She asked.
"We need to talk," She commanded.
"About what?" I asked, pretending to be clueless. As if.
Sam sighed on the other end. "You and I both know what Carly said. Now what should we do about it?"
"Sam," I groaned indecisively. I really, REALLY liked her, but I didn't tell her that. I didn't want to mess up anything. She didn't like me back, I knew that. "Just….leave it alone. Carly says a lot of things. I don't want to mess up our… friendship."
"I guess so," she decided, sounding as unsure as I felt.
"Well, bye then," I replied, feeling more unsure than I'd ever felt in my entire life. Why did she make me feel this way?
iAT iAT iAT
After an incredibly awkward Zhong Qiu Jie, Carly made me talk to my demon.
She invited me over with promises of a Galaxy Wars marathon with just the two of us. Though I didn't like her like that anymore, I accepted eagerly in hopes of us being close again. But I should've learned by now. Carly's picked up quite a few tricks from Sam.
When Sam walked in, I knew something was up. I gulped.
Sam looked shocked and unsettled. "I gotta go….feed my fish!"
I just rolled my eyes, knowing that Sam didn't (and would never) have a fish. It would die in the first two or so days. Carly just punched her arm. "Sam, you don't have a fish!"
"I just got one!" I could tell that Sam was lying by the way she fingered the strands of her blonde curls nervously.
Carly just scowled. "Sit down. Now, I think we all know why you guys are here."
"Because you got things all awkward between me and the dork," Sam reminded her, not seeming too happy about the awkward twist.
"Well, things shouldn't be awkward! You guys are great friends; you should be able to be friends even though I made a single stupid comment about you two liking each other! That's no reason for things to get all awkward!" Carly was yelling by now, which let both of us know she was totally serious.
Sam turned to me with those beautiful (WHAT?) blue eyes. "I guess not."
"I hate awkwardness," I agreed, and, acting on an impulse, I reached over and hugged her. Sparks flew as they always did, and I traced the goosebumps on her skin innocently. She didn't notice.
She hugged me back, as I'd hoped. However, when I pulled away, Sam quickly flicked me on the nose. "Aw, Sam, what was that for?" I complained
"For being a dork," she informed me, giggling like a….like a girl.
As it turned out, I did get to watch the Galaxy Wars marathon. However, it wasn't with the girl I'd originally expected. It was so, so, SO much better.
I watched the all too many Galaxy Wars movies with Samantha Puckett.
Out of all the many times I'd watched these movies, this had to be the best one…
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