Freddie's POV

I was lying in bed when I heard the phone ringing. I got up and snatched it, checking the Caller ID. It said PUCKETT, SAM. I felt a knot in my stomach. What was she going to say? I didn't want to talk to her, in fear of what she'd say. But I also wanted to because I owed her that much. I wasn't sure what to do. Eventually, I decided against answering.

The answering machine beeped and I surprisingly heard Carly's voice. Also surprisingly, she sounded mad. I didn't think Carly knew how to get mad.

"I know you're home, Freddie!" she shouted, "And you better answer next time I call! Sam is sitting here crying all because of-" There was a shuffling noise in the background and I heard Sam scream "Don't say that!" Then Carly said in a strangled voice "Give-me-the-phone!" Soon the background noise was gone except for a groaning noise, most likely Sam.

"Sam is upset because of you, Freddie! You better have a good explanation when I call back or I'll…um, I'll…"

"Drag you here by your geeky ears!" Sam shouted in the background.

"Yeah!" Carly said, "Drag you by your…'geeky ears'?"

"What's the matter?" Sam asked. I heard Carly moan and there was a beep, the message ending. The whole message was kind of funny, but right then wasn't the time for laughs.

Sam was crying? I never expected her to do that; she was always so strong and good at hiding her feelings. It panged me to think it was me who made that mask crumble and show how vulnerable she could be.

The phone rang again and the same Caller ID was there. I decided to answer it.

"Hello?" I said cautiously.

"How could you, Freddie?!" Carly screeched so loudly, I pulled the phone away so her voice wouldn't hurt my ears, "How could you hurt Sam like this?!"

"I didn't mean to." I said, putting the phone back to my head, "I didn't know she liked me."

"You didn't have to run out on her though!" she yelled, "You could've talked it over there instead of running away!"

"What was I supposed to say?" I asked.

"I don't know!" she yelled, "Anything but ditching her!" Hearing this made me feel even worse.

"I'm sorry, I really am." I said, "What can I do?"

"I don't think there's anything you could do." Carly said, "Bye, Freddork." There was a click and her voice disappeared. She called me Freddork? Wow, she must've been really angry.

I felt terrible. I tried to call back dozens of times but all I got was an answering machine. It was probably the worst moment of my life right then. Why'd I run away from Sam? I was such a jerk! I would never forgive myself for hurting Sam like that, not even if she forgave me. I just had to run away! I clicked the radio on in hopes some music would soothe me.

"If it wasn't for guys like you, there wouldn't be songs like this one that tell the whole world just what a jerk you were!" sang Carrie Underwood. I hastily changed the stations.

"Caught in a bad romance!" sang Lady GaGa. Annoyed, I changed stations again.

"Love is a battlefield!" sang Pat Benatar. I clicked the radio off angrily. Oi, today was not my day.

I plopped down on my bed, dreading school the next day.

The songs used are Songs Like This by Carrie Underwood, Bad Romance by Lady GaGa, and Love is a Battlefield by Pat Benatar. I recommend you listen to Carrie's, because I absolutely adore it!