The lyrics to "So Close" belong to Jennette McCurdy (I had to use it!)
If any of you are offended by Freddie's "bipolar" comment, I didn't mean it negatively.
Magnified
Sometimes I thought about Sam. She's been changing lately.
Like the other night, for example; I was forced to dress up into a tux to go to this formal dinner my mom's friend had invited us to. But, of course, Mom had to "show me off" to Carly, in a last chance-effort to make her fall in love with me. Carly smiled and complimented me and Spencer said I looked like a waiter. I wasn't sure that was a good thing. I tried to not turn red as a tomato and grin.
My embarrassment was pretty much magnified when I saw Sam standing off in the corner. Not that I didn't think she'd be at Carly's, I just didn't want her to think I was stupid for looking nice. So when she came near me, I expected a corn dog to be thrown, but instead she said, "You look nice Fredward. You clean up good."
Keep on tugging, pushing, pulling
On my little heart strings
Sam makes me bipolar. One minute, I'm fuming because of something she just said, then the next minute I'm so glad to be around her. She's crazy and insane and beautiful and without Sam, I wouldn't have much.
Am I out of my mind?
I think that I might be going crazy
I never thought the day would come where I admitted this, but I think I am falling for Sam Puckett.