Freddie's POV
"Can I come in?" I asked as I knocked on the Shay apartment door. "Oh well, I guess I can." The door flung open as soon as I placed my hands on it. I assumed that I was allowed to enter.
"Hey Freddie," Carly called. "Sam isn't here yet."
I frowned. "She isn't? But I thought that she would be here early in the morning as usual. Do you know where she is?"
"Nope," Carly replied. "She didn't even bother to send a text message."
I sighed. "Sam's blind, what makes you think she can use the phone freely?"
Carly looked down from the computer monitor. "Maybe we should go find her."
"I'll go," I volunteered. "You can stay here just in case she arrives."
With that, I left the Shay apartment and headed for Sam's house. It was raining that day, rain drops falling over everywhere. But I didn't bother to carry an umbrella. I don't know why, but I had a feeling Sam was in some kind of trouble. If I didn't get there any sooner, she might just...
"Sam!" I saw that familiar silhouette right across the street. She turned around to my direction as she walked towards me. But she did not know that there was something going towards her at full speed. "Look out!"
I ran across the street and pushed her away from the incoming vehicle. "Freddie!" I heard her shout. "Where are you? Are you okay?"
I placed my hands above my head and bent down on my knees in defense from the vehicle. Screeching sounds were heard around me and soon, I realized that it had stopped in time from hurting anyone.
"Hey!" the driver opened the door and stepped out of the vehicle. "What were you doing out here on the streets, young lady? Are you blind?"
He was aiming his verbal attacks at Sam. However, she didn't seem to mind at all as she felt the ground around her, desperate to find any trace of me. "Freddie, where are you?"
"Did you hear me?" the driver continued with his lecture. "You could have been killed if I didn't pull the brakes on time!"
"It's okay, Sam," I ignored the driver as I reached out to her. "I'm fine. Let's go to Bushwell Plaza, shall we?"
The driver didn't seem to be too pleased with us though as he continued shaking his fists in the air and shouting "You rotten kids!" just like what Sam had thought Ms. Briggs would have reacted to us breaking in to her apartment.
I got up from where I was and helped Sam get back on her feat. She seemed tired and restless, as if she hadn't slept for nights. "What about you? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Freddie," I held on to her right arm as I pulled her up from the ground. "I'm sorry."
"For what?" I asked. "You shouldn't blame yourself for the accident, it was the driver's fault, he could have been more careful."
She sighed. "It's not just about the car accident, Freddie. It's about..."
"Ms. Puckett," a voice came from behind us. "Good thing I found you!"
As I turned around, a lady with black glasses wearing a nurse uniform approached us. "You are..." I tried to get her to introduce herself.
"Nurse Kelly," she replied, shaking my hand. "I am here to bring Ms. Puckett with some news."
Sam's eyes brightened up immediately, but she quickly pushed me away. "Freddie, can you please leave us alone for a second? I need to talk to Nurse Kelly."
"Okay, sure," I replied, leaving the pair. "I'll be right around that corner, the one at the left beside Build-a-Bra. You can call me after you guys are done, I'll come over and pick you up."
"Bye, Freddie," she smiled.
I turned around at the corner and stayed behind the wall. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but if Sam had something that is so secretive, it's usually something bad.
"Ms. Puckett," she started. "I bring you great news. One of the doctor's patient who has had the same symptoms as you has found a cure and is now back to normal. She will be holding a lecture on her experiences and would be sharing the secrets behind the cure."
"Really?" she smiled as her eyes shone like the stars. Wait, what am I saying? She's a devil, a demon, a vicious girl! "Thank you, Nurse Kelly! Thank you!"
Nurse Kelly handed her a card. "Here's an invitation to the lecture. The details are all written on it in braille. You should be able to read it when you've learnt the art of reading through touch."
"Reading through touch?" she raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Nurse Kelly smiled. "Your boyfriend will be able to teach you how to read by braille. It's very easy once you get the hang of it."
"Wait, he's not my boyfriend!" she shook her head vigorously in denial. "We're just friends, ordinary friends, that's all."
What? Ordinary friends? That's all? I thought I was at least your best friend or something. Ordinary friends? As if!
"Whatever you say, Ms. Puckett," she giggled. "Oh no, I have to go now. I'll see you at the lecture then, bye!"
"Bye!" Sam smiled as she held onto the card. Then, she felt for her phone at her left pocket. Once she dialed the numbers, my phone rang. "Hello?"
"Sam?" I pretended to be surprised. "Is everything okay?"
She laughed. "Sure, everything's fine. Can you come over and pick me up now? I think it's time I go to Bushwell Plaza."
"Okay," I replied. "I'll be there in a few minutes."
She laughed even harder. "There's no need for a few minutes. You can just turn around the corner and here I am."
My jaw almost dropped from surprise. "How did you know?"
"The smell of your shampoo is seriously strong. You should change it sometime," she exclaimed.
"It's anti-bacterial," I stated as I pressed the 'end call' button on my phone and walked towards her. "My mom bought it for me at Walmart. Come on, let's go."
"What else isn't anti-bacterial? Besides, it smells like kiwi and bacon," she said, exaggerating her actions as she fanned the air in front of her nose. "And boy, they don't mix well."
I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Sam, you never change."
"Momma loves her personality," she smiled. I guess the upcoming lecture must be pulling her spirits back. The blonde-headed demon has returned.
