Yes, yes. I updated!!! Those reviews were a kick in the butt. Thanks! And Sam better go easy on Freddie for this.
This was weird, entering the same building but with the intention to go to Freddie's instead of Carly's. She thought she should just pull out now, quietly knock on the door of the Shay apartment and laugh at Freddie for standing him up tomorrow.
That sounds like a good plan. She walked up the stairs trying to bide her time until she got there, finally standing in the middle of the hallway wondering which door she was going to knock on… until a hand grabbed her and pulled her into the Benson apartment.
"You were watching out for me through the peephole, weren't you?" Sam asked knowingly.
"So what if I was?" Freddie replied, offended but not denying it.
"You haven't been talking to Carly have you?" Sam asked, knowing she shouldn't have called him an eight. If she had called him a two, maybe she wouldn't be worried about a set-up from her best friend.
"No. Should I?"
"Nope. So what's your plan on making it up?"
"Come this way and I'll show you."
He sat her down on his couch. She bounced on it. "This is comfy but it's not quite apology material."
"Shut up and watch." He put a CD in his DVD player and sat down to watch.
The credits rolled. 'Why Sam is so Incredible to Me….'
"Freddie? Is this some kind of a joke?"
"Nope."
Sam's eyes were glued to the screen, feeling somewhat terrified on the inside. Freddie's eyes were glued on her. He figured it didn't matter anymore but to tell her how he felt, after all, what was another rejection between friends?
You know what to do to give me another backside kick!
