iSecret
Sooooooo…yeah… I don't own iCarly
Chapter 9: First Friday
Carly's POV:
I was in my last hour when my phone started vibrating in my pocket. Since the teacher was practically blind and deaf I opened it up.
From Freddie:
I can't hang out after school today, but I'll come over at five
Oh yeah, I was going to hang out with Freddie today… but not anymore. Good, I had already made plans. I texted back.
From Carly:
I forgot 2 tell U! Im going 2 a party today, C U tomorrow tho
I snapped my phone shut. Yeah, I haven't been spending all that much time with Freddie anymore. I just haven't felt like it lately. But I was so excited for Jake's party tonight! I have been waiting all week for this, I love Friday nights.
Freddie's POV:
I read over Carly's text and couldn't stop the relief from spreading through me. Lately I feel like I've been avoiding Carly, or almost… dreading when I have to come over. It's like an obligation now. I really don't want to feel that way.
This is what I wanted, I keep telling myself. It doesn't help.
But I get to see Sam after school today… a smile automatically stretched across my face. I didn't know why I was so excited, but after last night I just couldn't wait to see her again.
I anxiously shifted in my seat, eyeing the clock. Come on… come on…
*BRIIIIIIING*
The bell went off. I bolted out the door before anyone else could block my path. My breathing was faster than usual and my eyes were brighter. I scanned that hallway till I saw her heading for her locker. I had to stop, just to look at her.
Her flowing, wild mess of blonde curls, her crazy colored converse, and her layer upon layer of random pieces of clothing: Sam definitely had her own look. My smile intensified.
I had to calm myself down a little before I went up to talk to her. I leaned against the locker next to hers and waited. She hadn't noticed me yet. Feeling like some kind of ninja spy I smiled mischievously. She swung her backpack over her shoulder and closed her door. When she spotted me she let out a little frightened yelp.
"Ah, geez! Come on Freddie! Don't scare me like that!" she stomped angrily and flicked my forehead.
"Ow!" I grabbed the spot she hit, my smile replaced with a cringe of pain. She really knew how to ruin a moment. That thought brought a smirk back to my face, "Alright, come on!" I grabbed her wrist and dragged her in the direction of my locker to get my stuff.
"You know I could easily break this hold if I wanted to right?" she asked as I neared my destination.
"Yeah right. I've been working out Sam, and there is no way you could-AHHHH!!" I felt my weight lift off the ground and the world spun around me. I landed in a sitting position on the floor. "SAM! You just flipped me!"
"Um, stating the obvious much?" she gloated.
"Fine Puckett, whatever." I gathered myself up and stomped off to my locker. She followed, but I was still steaming.
"Sorry I stole your manly image Fredderly." She still was mocking me. I closed my locker and looked her in the eye, working to form a perfect comeback. But nothing came, all I could see was that striking blue dominating me. I was practically hypnotized.
"Let's just go." I sighed and walked off. When I didn't feel her presence beside me I turned to face her. She was just standing there. She looked confused. "You coming?" I asked, all the anger out of my voice. I swept my arms in front of me, gesturing to the door. A timid smile broke onto her face; that lifted me up.
Sam's POV:
I had to chase away that warm feeling from coming back. I knew this wasn't anything more than friends hanging out to him. I had to let this go. I didn't want to humiliate myself. And he was with Carly. My best friend. But it doesn't even matter if he wasn't, this is Freddie. He's my friend. Only my friend. And he doesn't think of me like that. Ugh! I'm making too much of this.
We neared the Groovy Smoothie. I unconsciously started bouncing a little with anticipation.
"What is it?" Freddie had obviously noticed.
I stopped, "Sorry, I just can't wait to get my hands on a smoothie!" with that I set off in a full out sprint to the building.
I noticed I wasn't alone. Freddie was running a little behind and to the side of me. Before I knew it he was inching up and ahead of me. It was on.
"I don't think so!" I called and kicked it up a notch. The adrenalin felt great, I had been feeling almost sleepy lately. Cooled wind hit my face and blew my hair everywhere, but I didn't care. I was next to him now, I could see the pink in his cheeks from the wind and his grin impossibly big.
We were close, running across a park ground, then there would be a road, then the Groovy Smoothie. I saw him pass me by again, no, I would not let him win!
Without thinking I sprung into the air and clung to his back, tackling him to the grass. He let out a yell on the way down. I rolled away from him, having a fit of laughter that he joined in on.
After his chuckling died down he let out a sigh. We both relaxed, still laying down. I looked up at the clouds. I don't usually enjoy looking at clouds or anything, but with the way I was feeling, they were beautiful. Except for one…
"That one looks like Gibby's belly." I pointed up, he laughed.
"I guess we've seen it enough to recognize it." He pointed out.
"Ugh, that thing haunts me dude, seriously! Nightmares!" I shared, he laughed again.
I rolled over to look at him, he rolled over to face me too. That moment when our eyes met brought life into me. It was like nothing else was around and nothing else mattered. It was just me and him. Freddie and Sam.
No. Freddie and Carly.
I broke off the eye contact, closing up again. This was just a friend thing. Just friends.
But I could still enjoy it a little, "I'm hungry." I told him, getting up. He was right behind me.
We walked the rest of the way there. We talked about socks. Yes, socks. It was like one those random debates we do for iCarly. He was pro-socks, I was against.
"Socks keep our feet warm" he said.
"Socks strangle our feet" I corrected.
"Socks let us walk on harsh terrain." He pointed out.
"Socks stop us from feeling it." I countered.
"Why would you want to feel something harsh?" he asked.
"Because it's an experience, and it's better than being sheltered from life."
He didn't answer. He looked like he was thinking about something. Then my Grandmother's saying popped into my head.
"Penny for your thoughts."
He smiled, "I was just impressed by how much socks can apply to bigger things."
Now it was my turn to think things over.
We finally made it to the Groovy Smoothie, he opened the door to let me in. I just stood there.
"What?" he asked, still holding it open.
"I'm refusing your door-opening" I stated.
"What? Why?" he asked bewildered.
"It's the whole concept that the guy has to open the door for the girl every time, I think it should be the other way around once in a while." I explained. Then I took the door from his hands and held it open. I pointed inside, "After you."
He let out a half laugh, half scoff, but walked in anyway.
"Okay, but I'm paying." He said.
"No arguments there! I'm scant"
"Scant?" he questioned.
"broke" I simplified.
We sat down. He had bought my favorite, Blueberry Blintz.
He was taking his straw out of its paper when I got an idea.
I opened mine up on one side, then placed my mouth over the revealed straw end, and blew. The paper missile hit him right in the nose.
"BULLSEYE!" I exclaimed. He just rolled his eyes at me.
We spent the rest of the time talking about whatever. Just like the night before, I was surprised that I had so much to say. I didn't know I agreed with him on so many points. But it was also fun to disagree on points too.
He bought me my second smoothie also, I had decided to try the new pineapple mango one. I took my first sip. It was heaven. Sweet, tangy, cold, smooth, absolutely delicious.
"OH MY GEORGE THIS THING IS AWESOME!!"
"Geez Sam! You're so loud sometimes!" he leaned into the table and scolded me.
"Dude! Try this thing!" I pushed it over to his side of the table, he took a sip. His eyes lit up.
His eyes were somewhere else, they were foggy and distant. He had entered the pineapple mango smoothie world, I decided to join him. I stuck another straw in and sipped rapidly. We both released at the same time and let out a sigh of contentment.
"Oooooh, yeah." He said.
We ordered two more because we had already finished that one and I wasn't sharing again. After we got our smoothies we saw a kid throw up his Strawberry Splat all over the ground (and it did live up to it's name… you know 'splat').
We took that as our cue to leave.
I was glad to get away from rug rat puke, but still, I didn't want to go home yet. He didn't look like he wanted to either. But I knew we should. His psycho mother would probably send out a search party if he didn't come home exactly when he said he would.
"Sooo… bye." I said awkwardly. I didn't know how to end this. It was pretty much… the best day ever.
"I want to hang out again." He said, then looked like he wanted to take it back.
I did too. "Next Friday? I don't want to get in the way of you and Carly hanging out, and she's usually got plans on Fridays." I reasoned.
"Carly?" he asked dumbly. I narrowed my eyes.
"Yeah… your girlfriend." I reminded him, shaking my head at his stupidity.
"Oh yeah." He seemed to register that, but he didn't seem happy about it. Wow he was slow sometimes.
"Well, I'll see ya later kid." I playfully punched his shoulder, turned and left.
I couldn't wait for next Friday.
Wasn't that just the best darn thing? I love seddie moments! I hope I kept it real, it's really my goal to make it believable. Tell me if anyone was out of character and I'll try to be better next time. Thanx for reading!
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