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Chapter 11: iTalk to Carly

Brad's POV

Why..? I can't even… just… why?

To: Carly
From: Brad
Okay… I'll be right there…

"Uh, Freddie… I'm going to go get some shoelaces from my locker…" I tell him quickly, typing on my phone.

"Shoelaces?" Freddie asks and looks under the table. "Your shoelaces are perfectly fine!"

Wait… did I seriously just say I needed to get shoelaces?

"Um, yeah…" I try to think of an excuse. "If I don't change my shoelaces then I might get a severe case of sneezing and foot pains, you know, like allergies!" I tell him quickly. "Okay, bye!" Then I quickly run out of the room, not bothering to listen to Freddie's response.

Hey, he's not one to talk! He made up the excuse of getting tissues!

But let me get this straight… Sam checked herself into a mental hospital… because she's in love with Freddie? Is that it? Okay, I could've sworn I had a talk with her about this? Didn't I? I so did!

See, Freddie calls me dramatic. Let's look at some facts, shall we? Carly goes and assumes Sam loves me and tries to set us up. Freddie is just way too confused about this and makes a big deal about Sam acting different. Sam checks herself into a mental hospital for falling in love. And I'm the dramatic one? Puh-lease!

I sigh as I walk into the classroom that Carly's in. I bet you a whole bunch of fudge that this will turn out dramatic. She already looks dramatic, sitting there biting her nails. Okay, maybe she looks more nervous than dramatic but still…

"Hey, Carly, were you serious about Sam checking herself into a mental hospital?" I ask her as I go over to stand in front of her.

"Yes! I know I shouldn't have left her! She wanted me to work on this stupid project, so I listened to her and now look at what happened! She's at that Troubled Waters Mental Institution place!" Carly exclaims.

"Hey, if I remember correctly, you were hardly doing any of the work!" Gibby interrupts from near that box-chamber-thing.

"GIBBY!" both Carly and I exclaim. He puts his hands up in mock defeat and goes back to writing on his clipboard.

"Anyways, so she just left? I thought the doors were locked," I ask her. Well, she can pick locks, but there's no way she could go unnoticed.

"They opened them at eight, but they didn't plan on announcing it until like, ten," Carly explains. "Sam would know things like that. She wants to get away from this place as fast as she can."

I nod my head in understanding about Sam, even though the school rule is a bit weird. "Okay... well, don't you think Freddie should know?"

"Isn't he still in shock mode?" Carly raises an eyebrow and smiles slightly. Oh, how wrong you are! I snort-laugh. Ha, sort of like one of those sigh-groans!

"Ha, shock mode, more like Sam mode!" I mumble under my breath.

"Wait, what?" Carly asks, confused.

My eyes widen. Wait, what if Freddie doesn't want Carly to know yet? "Oh, um, nothing… so did Sam say anything else?"

She raises a suspicious eyebrow, but answers me nevertheless. "No… she told us not to bother her, though."

"Oh, well, when would be a good time to visit her, then?" I ask her.

"I'm visiting her Tuesday after school," Carly tells me.

I raise an eyebrow. "That only gives her two days to think about it and clear her head, though…"

"Yeah, but when something this big happens, a girl needs her best friend to be there for her!" Carly tells me as if it were obvious.

"But don't girls need their space or something?" I ask, confused. Hey, I'm a guy! I don't know how girls' minds work!

"Well, yes, but when it's Sam and I'm her best friend, I need to be there for her!" Carly tells me getting all worked up.

"Then why not go later today?"

"Because she needs to think!" Carly exasperatedly exclaims.

"But I thought you said she needed you?" This girl is seriously making me confused.

"Not that quickly!"

I look at her with a dumbfounded expression. "Okay... I'll just agree with you for the sake of not going into circles." Carly smirks and nods her head. "I'm going to go talk to Freddie..."

"Can you tell him about Sam?" Carly asks and gives me her big puppy-dog eyes.

I sigh. "Let me guess, you don't want to deal with his reaction, especially after what's happened?"

"Yes... plus, he'll probably be like you," Carly sighs. Wait, what?

"Like me..?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Oh, no, not to be mean or anything! Just, you know... like a boy would!"

"Yes, I am aware that both Freddie and I are boys..." I try to stifle a laugh.

She groans. "That's such a boy-like thing to say."

"Exactly," I smirk and point at her.

"...What?" Carly asks confused.

"I don't know, this whole conversation is getting us nowhere... Oh, I have an idea! How about I go and talk to Freddie and you stay here!"

"Isn't that what we planned?" Carly raises and eyebrow.

"Yes," I pause. "But I meant now... bye!" I smile and wave before bolting out of the room after she waved back.

I snort-laugh. Girls...


DISCLAIMER: Nothing's changed from the last time I updated... I still don't own anything.

Ahh... some good ol' rambling from Brad and Carly. Fun fun! I hope you Barly fans liked it. ;)

Okay, is anyone else's Fanfiction being a bitch to them? Cuz mine is. And that's why this is updated a day later than I planned. And my PMs are weird.

What would you guys think if I put the only character as Brad? THEY HAVE HIM ON THE LIST NOW! Like, whoa! :D So should I put him or just keep Sam and Freddie? LOLz, I wish they had a Seddie one so it could be Brad & Seddie. LOLz, that would be awesome! Tell me if I should change it over to just Brad! :D

Thanks again for all of your love and reveiws! You guys are the best! :D