So this chapter is based of the song by The Fray, Never Say Never. I got the cd when it first came out, like day one, and this is the first song I got hooked on. So I just had to add this one. Enjoy.


Freddie sat in his dorm room on the bottom bunk, typing away on his paper for his computer class. Sam had been on his mind ever since that call last week. She had called three times that month, but broke her pattern and called a fourth time. Was she okay? She seemed okay? He felt like he could've been there with her, helping her. It was what friends did. They helped each other.

After her brother died, they didn't really ever talk about it. There would be the occasional sympathetic smile, but that was it. He didn't know she wanted to run away. A best friend should know, notice. It was a little unsettling to him. He could've lost her friendship way sooner, and her friendship had a big impact on him. She played a big part in him being the person that he was today.

He never thought he would need Sam. He never thought Sam would play an important role in his world. That's probably why they say to never say never. He had a feeling she was coming back. He couldn't give up hope. He had to stay hopeful for Carly, Miss. Puckett, Spencer, and himself.

Sam was important in all of their lives. She was important in his life. Everyday entertainment and power struggles broken down into five out of 30 minutes of two phone calls every month. Freddie couldn't help but think that maybe had he been there while her world was falling apart instead of giving her space, maybe she would be around.

If Sam was here, she'd probably smack him, and tell him to stop blaming himself. The smack he could guarantee. He couldn't help it though. It just felt like they were drifting apart. He didn't want that. He wanted to pull there relationship together. Their relationship as friends. He just wanted Sam back where she belonged.

Freddie didn't understand these feelings. Why did he feel the need to- He cut that thought short immediately. Why did her feel like he was… losing her. He was feeling something he didn't recognize, but he knew one thing for sure. He didn't want her… to let… him go.


So it's short! Stop with the cyber paper balls! I told you it would be short! If you read it from a small cellphone, it looks longer :o)