Sam and Freddie had been together for almost a month. Their relationship wasn't perfect, but it was perfectly flawed. They loved their arguments and disputes. They always managed to make watch other smile and laugh. Carly loved to observe their interaction. She found herself planning their wedding. Sam and Freddie begged her to stop, but she claimed that she wanted to be prepared. A Seddie wedding seemed inevitable, according to Carly. She would catch herself envisioning Sam's wedding dress and then realize that she was alone. She was slightly envious of the love between their best friends. They hadn't declared it yet, but it was obvious. It was so obvious, Spencer could see it. Carly appeared to be almost obsessed with their relationship at times. She knew she was desperately in need of a boyfriend.
"This is all your fault," Sam said angrily as she sat on the couch watching Celebrities Underwater.
"Sam, I said I was sorry," Carly, who was sitting beside her, replied. Sam continued to glare at her best friend.
"That isn't good enough." Carly could have ruined Sam's relationship with the best boyfriend she has ever had. She technically has the right to be angry.
"I really mean it." Sorry doesn't fix it. Sometimes the blonde hated her brunette counterpart that was almost like a sister to her.
"No you don't. You're just upset Freddie and I have to drag you on all of our dates."
"How was I supposed to know the camera was on?"
"You shouldn't have asked those questions in the first place. Now I can't go anywhere in public alone with Freddie. I get glares from the few Creddie shippers that exists and people won't stop photographing us and asking weird questions."
"What weird questions?" Carly tilted her head as she asked the question.
"When is the Seddie baby coming? Thank God Ms. Benson is as oblivious as she is overprotective. Do you know what she'd do to me if she heard that question?" That's awkward. Why would they assume she was pregnant? Next to Carly and Melanie, Sam was the one you would least expect to be a virgin. Imagine the awkwardness of that conversation.
"No. What?"
"She would personally try to tie my tubes. She's PSYCHO!" For that reason, Freddie's mother still does not know he is in a relationship. It helps that Sam and Freddie were always best friends. His mother never approved of their friendship either. She just go used to it. They can spend time together without raising suspicion, because they always had.
"I love that you accept Freddie despite coming from a lunatic."
"I'm not one to judge. My mom is crazy in a different way."
"You never talk about your mom besides her bikini's and boyfriends. What makes her so bad?" Carly knew so little about Sam's home life.
"You don't want to know."
"Yes I-" Carly was interrupted by the door opening.
"Hola mi amiga y mi novia." Freddie waked over and pecked Sam's lips.
"Hey, dork."
"Must you call me names?" Freddie asked flirtatiously.
"Would you have it any other way?" Sam countered
"Of course not," Freddie said as he sat next to Sam who was between her boyfriend and her best friend. Sam then interlaced her fingers with Freddie's and gave him a smile.
"Awww!"
"CARLY!" the couple shouted in unison.
"It's not my fault you guys are-"
"Don't say it," Freddie interrupted his former crush.
"You guys are so-"Carly started again.
"Don't you dare, Shay!"Sam hissed at her.
"You guys are so CUTE!" Carly began to squeal and jump up and down to accentuate that point.
"EW!" the bickering duo screamed.
"You know it's true. What do you have against being cute?"
"It's yucky. Benson is always being a sap and that is as much cuteness as I can tolerate. Do you have to always have to pester us about our cuteness," Sam responded.
"You think I'm cute," Freddie spoke to his girlfriend.
"Would I be with you if I didn't find you attractive?"
"I knew you only wanted me for my body." He flexed his biceps resulting in a laugh from Sam.
"This is coming from the guy who has had wet dreams about me since junior high."
"Gross! Oh no! Was I in any of those dreams? Please say no! I don't think I wanna know actually," Carly said as she covered her ears.
"No you weren't. I never felt that way about you."
"I'm not sexy to you." She sounded offended. Somehow she was able to hear him with her ears covered.
"Honestly, not at all," Fredward told her. Carly frowned at him. Sam was happy her boyfriend wasn't attracted to her best friend. She still felt bad that Carly wasn't self confident in regards to her body.
"You sure know make a girl feel bad. It's because Sam has boobs, isn't it?" Carly is way too insecure.
"Can we not talk about my body? Carly, you have boobs they just aren't visible to the naked eye," Sam pointed out.
"Sam's got curves in all the right places," Freddie's eyes were on Sam's chest when he was speaking. Sam slapped the back of his head.
"Why can't I be curvy?" Carly's frustration was clear.
"Why can't you be proud that you are super model skinny? You aren't anorexic. You're thin. My curves are just body fat. Maybe I should lose weight," Sam offered to make her friend feel better.
"No! You aren't losing any weight. You make body fat look hot," Freddie protested.
"Well this conversation is making me uncomfortable."
"You wouldn't be here if you just shut your mouth. Can we go?"
"Let's go, honey," Freddie said as he opened the door for his girlfriend.
"Don't call me that."
"Fine sweetheart." Freddie can sure be as difficult as Sam sometimes.
"Okay Freddiekins." Sam can fight fire with fire.
"No nicknames besides the ones we usually use, Princess Puckett."
"I'm glad we agree." The three tookoff to Pini's for a date.
After the kinda date Sam and Freddie had with Carly, Sam took the bus home. "Hey, are you Sam Puckett?" Sam looked to see a man in his early twenties looking back at her. He was about six feet tall with dirty blonde hair and green eyes. He was attractive and he looked polished.
"It depends on who is asking. Are you a cop?" Most people only went looking for her,if she was in trouble with the law.
"No, I'm not. I recognize you from that web show," the man responded with a was a glint in his eye that Sam found odd.
"Why did you ask, if you already knew the answer?" She was very suspicious of his behavior. Despite being somewhat reckless, Sam knew when to use caution.
"I decided not to come up to you like a creepy fan," his smirk turned into a grin that would rival that of the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland.
"How am I sure you're not a creepy fan?" Sam asked the unidentified man.
"I'm a fan. I'm just not creepy," he guy defended himself. He shook his head at her question.
"I'm not sure about that." Sam is usually a god judge in character
"I'm Garret Carter." He offered Sam his hand to shake flirtatiously.
"You already know who I am." Sam didn't shake his hand obviously.
"Maybe we could go out to eat some time." Sam was sure something was wrong with him.
"Are you asking me out?" She doesn't date complete strangers.
"Yes I am," Garret replied boldly.
"Aren't I too young for you?" Sam asked looking at him skeptically.
"You're seventeen right?" He looked her up and down perversely. He then licked his lips and let out a small growl. Luckily for him, Sam did not hear it.
"Yeah," she answered with her eyes narrowed.
"It's perfectly legal," Garret stated. Why couldn't he find a girl his own age?
"I'm not interested," Sam said firmly as she waved him off. She wanted him to leave badly.
"Why not? Do you have a boyfriend? Is it that Freddie kid?" Was it that obvious that there was something between them?
"Can you just leave me alone?" Why can't he understand rejection?
"You should reconsider." Garret was persistent and extremely aggravating.
"Don't make me whip out my butter sock," Sam threatened him with a glare that could kill.
"You are so funny. I'll convince you to give me a chance eventually."
"Fat chance. I suggest you leave before you suffer tremendous pain."
"Sadly, this is my stop. I'd like to continue this conversation later. Bye, beautiful," Garret winked at her as he spoke and hopped off the bus.
"Creep," Sam said under her breath.
As Sam rode home, she found herself thinking about that man. He said he was going to convince her to change her mind. How did he plan on doing so? To convince her, they would have to meet again. How would he know if they were to encounter each other once more? What was he planning? Did he plan their first meeting? What is going on? Sam felt the need to clear her head as she waited for the bus to reach her stop.
Sam thought of Freddie which she did commonly nowadays. He always found a way into her mind. She thought of his smiles and dorky tendencies. She remembered how she snuck into his room (his mom was home and completely unaware of Sam's presence) and watched a Galaxy Wars marathon with him. Sam claimed to have only stayed for the free food. She would honestly do anything to spend time with him. That included watching a movie that she consistently deemed to be nubbish.
AN: You all are probably asking why include a new character. Garret is going to be important to the ending of this story. We check upon Melanie next chapter. Should I include the Puckett mother? I think I should. Praise? Ideas? Comments? Review!
