Hi everyone! This is one long chapter, but it's a good one! Then again....everyone says that...lol...still....enjoy!
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Freddie and Carly stood in Carly's apartment with their friend Sam. Who had been laughing. She was laughing so hard it was starting to make Sam cry. "Oh, Freddifur!" she cried. "That's…that's a good one!" She slapped him hard on his back. "Yeah…I don't think so. There's no way I'd go out with you!" Carly didn't know how to react to this. She never thought that Freddie would come up with the idea to ever ask out Sam.
"Right," Freddie finally replied. He gave a slightly nervous smile.
"…Freddie?" Carly whispered to her other friend. "You okay?" Freddie just turned to Carly.
"Me? Oh yeah, I'm fine! Oh hey! I nearly forgot! I have to go back and finish my history project," he lied.
"We don't have a history project, Freddie," Carly replied to him.
"Oh…well, yeah. That's because this is an extra credit project," he quickly backpedaled. "So…I'll see you both later!" and began to head for the door. Carly just grabbed his arm and gave him a sympathetic look. His expression softened a bit and just sighed. "Carly," he whispered. "Just let me go, please?" He dug into his pocket and gave her some money. "Here, use this to pay for Sam's smoothie," he whispered. Carly just looked at Freddie, seeing the look of rejection on his face. This wasn't like the look that he normally had when she used to turn him down.
This was much worse.
As much as it pained Carly to do so, she let go of his arm. "…Okay," she muttered. "We'll…see you later, all right?" Freddie nodded.
"Sure," he muttered to her. "Bye." And with that, he darted out the door." Sam, who had still been laughing this entire time, finally managed to calm down enough to turn to her best friend.
"Oh…man! I haven't laughed that much in a while!" Sam then looked around for a few seconds. "Hey? Where'd the dork go?"
"Oh, you mean you suddenly care now?" Carly shot back. Sam nodded her head.
"Yeah, of course I do! He promised me a smoothie!" Carly glared at Sam.
"Is that all you really can care about? A stupid smoothie?" Sam just gave her a weird look.
"No," she muttered. "…I was promised a burger, too." Carly threw up her hands in frustration.
"I don't believe you, Sam! Freddie just came over here and asked you out! He asked you out! You…Sam Puckett!" Sam just stood there.
"…Yeah? What's your point?" she replied.
"You laughed at him! Why would you do that?" Sam shook her head.
"Carls, I know he didn't really mean it. You put him up to it!" Carly gave her friend a shocked look.
"What?"
"You heard me! You told me, not minutes ago, that you were going to do everything you could to put us together! And what did I tell you?" Carly looked away. "Answer me, Shay!"
"…You said no," Carly pouted.
"Right! So what do you expect me to think when the dork supreme comes over and asks me out, when we both know what kind of girl he really wants? How do you think I would react?" Carly shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't know…maybe…happy? Grateful?" Sam rolled her eyes.
"Carly," she sighed, "I know you put him up to it." Carly slowly shook her head.
"Um…Sam? No, I didn't." Sam chuckled again.
"Right…sure you didn't Carls," she replied. "C'mon…let's go get us some smoothies and a burger," she went on and headed for the door. But Carly just stood there, not sure what to do. "Hey, you coming?" Sam asked her. Carly just turned to Sam.
"Huh? Oh…right," she said, dejectedly. Sam opened the door and walked out, Carly following behind.
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Later…
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Sam and Carly sat at their usual table in the Groovie Smoothie. She watched as Sam ate yet another burger. Carly couldn't say anything; she wasn't even in the mood for a smoothie right now. Sam would look up at Carly between bites of her burger and during one of those times, she asked, "Hey…what's bothering you?" Carly gave Sam a glare.
"Are you serious, Sam? You really don't know what's bothering me?" Sam just shrugged.
"I'm just asking," she muttered. Carly put down her smoothie.
"Why don't you get this? Freddie was being sincere!" Sam just rolled her eyes.
"Carly, I'm going to explain this again. Freddork only is interested in girly types! And I am happy not being a girly type! …No offense," she quickly added.
"None taken," Carly replied. "But Sam-" she began.
"No, Carly! Now, stop! You'll see; come Monday, Freddie will be his normal self and we'll all get back to our normal lives!" Carly just sighed, knowing that she wasn't going to make any headway with Sam in this discussion. The door opened again, and Griffin came into the Groove Smoothie. Carly waved him over and he sat down with the two of them.
"Hey Carly; Sam!" he greeted them warmly. Carly smiled nice and big.
"Hey Griffin," she replied. Griffin took a seat next to Carly and smiled himself. They just looked at Sam, who was nearly done with her burger. He then looked over to Carly, who shrugged. "She hasn't been herself, lately."
"Ah," Griffin replied. "Well, how are you two? Hey…where's Freddie?" he asked. Carly shook her head.
"He's…busy," she replied. But Sam just laughed, her mouth full of hamburger.
"Oh please! The nub isn't here because-" Sam began.
"No, Sam!"
"-He asked me out-"
"Sam stop!"
"-And I turned him down!" Sam finished, giving a little laugh. "Yeah…Carls here feels that it was necessary to try to put us together." Carly was embarrassed and just tried to hide her face with her hand.
"Wait…Freddie asked you out?" Griffin asked, astonished. "…You…Sam Puckett?" Sam shot him a look.
"Yeah? What of it?" she growled.
"Nothing!" he quickly replied defensively. "I'm just merely pointing out that the guys aren't exactly lining up to date you." Sam was growing angry.
"And you really think I care?" she asked him. "I got news for you…I don't!" Sam grabbed her smoothie and drank some of it. Griffin just rolled his eyes and looked back over at Carly.
"She's been like this for a few hours now," Carly whispered to him. He nodded slowly.
"All right," he replied. "Hey, I've got to get going. I'll catch up with you later, all right?" he asked. Carly smiled.
"Sure! I'll see you later then!" He smiled as well and stood up from the table.
"Later Carly! Bye Sam!" he said to them both. Sam just waved him off. After he left, Carly then returned her gaze to Sam.
"Sam…not cool! Freddie is one of your friends!" Sam glared daggers again at Carly.
"I'd choose your words carefully, Shay. They'll determine your lifespan." Carly just shook her head.
"What is it going to take to convince you?" she asked.
"Nothing," Sam replied flatly. "Because I don't believe you! You put him up to it, simple as that!"
"But-"
"No Carly! I'm done having this discussion!"
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At school the next day…
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Carly angrily grabbed her books for fourth period. She only saw Freddie very briefly this morning before he dashed out of the school. Sam and I are going to have a talk when she gets here, she thought to herself. She didn't have to wait long, for she did see her friend walking up to her. "Hey Carls! What's up?" Sam asked nonchalantly. Carly couldn't even look at Sam. "…What's your problem?" she muttered. Carly slammed her locker shut.
"What's my problem? Sam! Do you know what happened this morning? Freddie was fine, until someone asked him if the rumor about you turning him down was true!" Sam just grinned.
"Yeah…I'm glad I started spreading that around," she said and began to open her locker. She pulled out a small, cooked sausage and began to chew on it.
"Wait…you started that? Sam! Why would you do that?" Sam shrugged her shoulders and shut her locker.
"I don't know; I didn't think he'd be so sensitive to a little teasing," she muttered. Sam began to walk away, but Carly grabbed Sam's arm, stopping her. Sam sighed, knowing what Carly was going to try to do again. "Carls…can we not go through this again?" she whined.
"Sam, Freddie was really hurt by you! He was really asking you out!" Sam was getting tired of this conversation.
"Carly, how many times do I need to tell you? He wasn't being honest!" Sam shot back.
"Hey Sam!" called Jonah. Both Sam and Carly rolled their eyes as he came over.
"What do you want, Jonah?" Sam groaned.
"Is it really true? Did Benson ask you out?" Sam shook her head.
"Yeah Jonah, it is. But-" she began, but Jonah cut her off.
"All right! Way to go Benson!" Sam and Carly just exchanged glances with one another.
"What do you mean?" Carly asked him.
"Oh, well, we were talking a while back at the Groovie Smoothie-" he began.
"Right, Freddie mentioned that when we were on our…" Carly interjected, her voice trailed off, as she saw Sam glaring at her. "Um…it's not important. Just continue, Jonah."
"Well…we were talking and he was getting all hostile and defensive about you Sam. So, I mentioned to him that I never knew he had a thing for you!" Sam just stood there in shock.
"…What?" she asked. Jonah nodded.
"Yeah! He was going on and on about how he was angry about what I did to you and this and that! Man, I really never knew he had a thing for you, Sam!" Sam still just stood there in shock.
"…What?" she repeated.
"Hey…I gotta run! Great talking to you, Sam! Bye Carly!" he said with a wave and walked off. Carly turned to her friend with a smug look on her face.
"You believe me now?" she asked. Sam just stood there still, sausage in hand. "Sam…I didn't make Freddie do anything! When he asked you out yesterday, that took me by surprise too!"
"But…no…the dork isn't supposed to like me! We had an arrangement!" she yelled in frustration. "Gah! How am I supposed to hate him when he's really asking me out?" Sam kicked the lockers in frustration. The warning bell rang and Carly just calmly put a hand on Sam's arm.
"Sam…focus! We'll go over to Freddie's after school, all right? Right now, we need to get to class. Freddie will be ok! He won't do anything crazy!" Sam calmed down a bit and nodded.
"You're right, Carls. I mean, this is Fredderly we're talking about here. I'm sure that after school, we'll be able to sort all this out," she replied.
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After school that day…
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Carly and Sam sat in Carly's apartment, just getting home from school. "I'll text him to let him know we're coming," Carly began. She pulled out her phone, sending Freddie a text message. They sat there for a few minutes, waiting for a response. Carly picked it up and made a strange face. "Huh…that's weird," she muttered. Sam looked over at her.
"What's weird?" she asked.
"Well, by now, I would have gotten a response from Freddie." Sam just shrugged her shoulders and turned on the TV.
"Well, maybe the dork has his phone off?" she muttered, trying to sound like she didn't care.
"I'm going over there," Carly said. Sam just sat there, flipping through channels.
"All right…I'll stay here in case he comes over," she replied. A couple minutes later, Carly came dashing back in.
"SAM! SAM! We have a problem!" she shouted. Sam just glanced up at Carly.
"What's the big chizz?" she asked. "Did the dork finally find his real family with the circus?" she chuckled. Carly shook her head.
"His mom says that she hasn't seen him since he left for school!"
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And yet another cliffy! Oh noes! :0
What happened to Freddie? Obviously Carly cares, but does Sam? Will Carly blame herself for this? Will she chew out Sam? Form a search party? Until next time! Thanks for reading! :D
