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iOMF

iOh My Fudge

Chapter 7: iAm Trapped with Sam

Brad's POV

Okay, I heard that statement and ran out of there, almost running into Gibby in the process.

"Oh, hey Gibby, how's the project going?" I ask him, attempting to make conversation.

He looks like he's in a hurry and tries to keep walking. "No time, Spencer puked in the controlled sensory stimulus chamber!" Then he ran off.

Alright… I'm going to pretend that never happened and go back to the room now…

I run back into the room, noting that it's almost 11:15PM. Huh, I'm not even tired yet! That's a good sign! Maybe it's all that fudge…

"Oh, hey Brad, where'd you guys go? I haven't seen Benson since he freaked a while ago," Sam says, looking up from the laptop she's on.

"Oh… you know… to the bathroom… and stuff…" I say awkwardly, also trying to lie.

She raises an eyebrow. "Well… alright," then she goes back to the laptop.

I walk past her to go to the PearPad, but something catches my eye. "Is that a donut website?"

She glances at me quickly. "Maybe…" I just roll my eyes. "So where's Freddie? Are we gonna work on this project or not?" At the rate we seem to be going at, no!

"Um… I saw him talking to Carly a few minutes ago…" I tell her awkwardly. See, she cares where Freddie is! It's obviously not me… it's Freddie… I know it is. It can't be me!

She sighs heavily. Actually, no, she does one of Freddie's groan-sighs, as I call them. "This thing is dumb."

"Why?" I ask, raising an eyebrow, trying to focus on the PearPad.

"Well… just… 'cause!" she says unconvincingly.

"Great reason," I roll my eyes. She sighs.

"So… how'd you learn to make fudge?" Sam asks, looking up at me and changing the subject. I'm pretty glad she did, too.

"Oh, uh, my great grandma taught me," I tell her, glancing at her. My great grandma is awesome. She's like, the ultimate queen of fudge-making!

"She was a good woman, Brad," she looks back down at the laptop. Sam thinks she's dead..?

"She's still alive…" I look at her, smirking slightly, and shrugging as I put my hands out. I find this quite amusing.

Sam looks at me. "Even better," she nods.

I smirk and go back to the PearPad. Yeah, I'm glad she's still alive too!

Suddenly the door opens and Freddie and Carly walk in.

"Uh… hey, everyone!" Freddie says loudly to everyone in the room and we all look over. What are they doing now..? "I, uh, I just saw a two-headed frog out in the courtyard!" I noticed that he kept looking at Sam longer than anybody else.

I look over at Sam, who just shrugs at me. Freddie nods as Carly holds up two fingers. What are they doing? Please don't tell me they're planning something.

"Two heads… on a frog!" Freddie puts out his hands and exclaims it likes it's the best thing in the world. "Come on, I'll show ya!" Yeah… I'd like to see this… "two-headed frog."

"Yes, follow Freddie!" Carly says as Freddie opens the door and everyone goes to follow. Yeah, they're planning something… it would be best to just leave now and get out of their clutches.

Sam and I go to leave when Carly comes up, shaking her arms at us. "Wait, wait, don't go!" Fudge… I was so close! I feel like this will end up being… interesting.

"Why not?" Sam shrugs and asks Carly. It seems like she has no idea that Carly is obviously planning something!

"We wanna see the two headed frog!" I tell her excitedly. Yeah, and I also want to get out of here! It's obvious she's planning something. And Freddie was in on it… Fudge, Freddie… why?

"Eh, Freddie exaggerated the… number of heads…" Carly starts to back up towards the door. Oh my fudge, I know what she's doing! She flicks off the lights. I look up at the ceiling. Oh fudge…

"I'm not coming back…" she smiles and nods her head, giving Sam a pointed look as she leaves.

Sam glances at me and I step a few feet away from her. I know she doesn't like me but… it's still awkward…

"Just a… one-headed frog…" I look at her awkwardly and point to the door.

Sam nods her head and sighs. "Less impressive…" she sounds pretty annoyed.

I nod and clasp my hands together and look down.

"Look… I'm sure, no I know that you're awkward about this situation and it's just that-"

"I know what's going on, Sam," I cut her off. I think I should help her with this. Yeah, I should. I feel like the trio is absolutely clueless with this type of thing.

"How..?" Sam raises an eyebrow.

"Well, I saw your mood on the laptop, and then I overheard Carly and Freddie talking about how you liked me and-"

"Brad, I don't like you," she cuts me off. I raise an eyebrow. Well! "Wait, no, I didn't mean it like that! It's just that… they assumed that I was in love with you, and not that you're not awesome or anything, it's just that I'm not into you like that a- you're laughing. Why are you laughing?" Sam rants. In the middle of her rant, I started to laugh. Hey it's just kind of funny!

"Sam, I know you're not into me like that! And I'm not into you like that either!" I reassure her.

"What? But how do you-"

"Sam," I cut her off bluntly again. "I know I just got here, but I'm not stupid. I honestly don't know why Carly and Freddie are so clueless right now, but I happen to see who you really like… and don't tell me you don't love anyone!" I tell her and speak when she starts to deny it. "I happen to be spending a lot of time with you and the guy you like, man."

"What? I-I don't like Freddie! Why are you accusing me of this chiz!" Sam automatically defends herself. Ha, I so got her.

I cross my arms and smirk at her. "And where in that sentence did I say it was Freddie?"

She looks at me in shock, like a deer in the headlights. "Uh… somewhere… you said it… somewhere…"

I sigh, but still keep my smirk. "Sam, look, I won't tell anyone, okay? I've seen the way you look at him, the way you've been acting towards him, and how you are always standing closer to him. You offered to help on a school project and then came with us to watch a movie. And you don't get me started on how much you two flirted…"

She gasps and I see a faint blush on her cheeks. Haha, once again, I so got her. "Fine, but… we didn't flirt!" I raise my eyebrows at her. "We didn't!" he voice is higher and more defensive than usual.

"Maybe not intentionally, but to anyone else, it was major flirting. Don't deny it."

"But we weren't-"

"After this, I'll go home and bake you a whole pound of fudge if you admit that you two were flirting…" I say exasperatedly.

Her eyes automatically light up. Yeah, I totally got her. "Seriously?" I nod. "Then, sure, we were totally flirting! We were flirting a whole bunch!"

I smirk. "Yeah… now, why are you still here? Go get your man!"

"Wait, you expect me to tell Freddie?" Sam asks incredulously and I nod. "No!"

"Why not?" I whine.

"Because he doesn't like me back… and you're laughing again," Sam sighs.

"Sam… you're obviously too caught up in trying to make him like you that you don't even notice that he already likes you," I tell her softly.

She scoffs. "He-He doesn't like me…" She looks down at her feet and scuffs her foot along the floor. "Plus, I'm still kinda mad at him since he helped Carly with this."

"Understandable… and I saw that you liked him, didn't I?" I raise an eyebrow and smirk as she nods. "So I should be able to see if he likes you, too… and he does."

"But-"

"Sam, I think you should make a move. He obviously won't because he thinks you like me. You know, I saw him earlier and he didn't look so happy about the fact that you "like" me," I tell her.

She sighs heavily. "Well…"

"Another pound of fudge if you make a move," I propose to her and cross my arms.

"Fine… if you're fudge wasn't so awesome, then this wouldn't be happening. And nothing better go wrong!"

I smile and pat her shoulder. "Don't worry, nothing bad will happen. You have to take chances with love, you know… and my fudge will always be awesome."

She laughs. "Let's hope so… okay, I'll try to go get Freddie… after I have a little talk with Carly…" she scowls to the floor.

I roll my eyes and chuckle. "Of course."

She smiles and walks towards the door, but turns back to face me. "Thanks again, Brad, you're a really awesome friend," she leans back on the door and it opens. "Oh and…" she flicks on the lights.

"Thanks… and you too!" I laugh and she leaves the room to go talk to Carly.

I smile and go back to the laptop. My fudge and I will forever be awesome.

Soon kids start to pile back into the room with upset looks on their faces. I smirk. "So, how was the two-headed frog?" They all glare at me and start to sadly work on their projects again. Wow, tough crowd…

Okay, to anonymous reveiwers...

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