Chapter 13
Freddie POV
So, So, So SO Nervous about seeing Carly and Sam. Hopefully this goes well. I talked to Haley about what happened, and she said sorry for freaking out, but she couldn't stand Sam's ribbing. We eventually came to a compromise that if Sam did that again, she would grab my hand and tough it out, and that I would keep talking to Sam about being nicer.
Currently it's 7:50, and I'm about to go over there. Spencer and I talked earlier about what might happen. He said that if Carly tried to blame me again, he would bust out a recording of Carly's room he had found that had been recorded by one of Socko's cameras.
Ok, 7:57, time to head over.
I walked right into the loft, knowing that they would be upstairs. Spencer was watching the Cobra's game, and simply said "Good luck". I might need it.
On the elevator, going to floor 3. Stay calm, breathe, and relax. Who knew one event could— floor 3, here we go.
"Knock, Knock"
"Come in!" yelled Carly.
"Hi…." I said.
"Sup Fredweird." Sam retorted, then peeking behind me. "Good, no freak out."
"You know, she's cool when you get to know her. I said calmly.
"Sure she is." Said Carly. She didn't look pleased at the fact Haley was even in the Seattle city limits.
"Ok you two, lets just get this tension over with?" Sam said, exasperated.
"Fine, Fine." I said.
"Freddie, I'm really sorry about you leaving. And for yelling at you. I was under a lot of stress." Carly said, her head down.
"No problem, I wish you would of let me tell you what happened. But that's water under the bridge. Hug?" I asked.
"Sure." She said stepping forward. "But I know that the firemen saved my room."
She still doesn't believe me. You have GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!
"Carly, I really did save your stuff." I breathed.
"Suuuure, is that what you told Haley to get her to go out with you?" Carly shot back.
"What on Earth does Haley have to do with this? I sighed.
"Everything. Why did you have to get a girlfriend in the first place? It just made the divide between you two even larger." Sam responded.
"I got a girlfriend because I saw that she liked me, was possibly the most adorable person alive and I said, "Why the hell not?"
I hear the elevator groaning to life.
"She isn't the most adorable person alive." Sam said. "She's a bit crazy".
The elevator door opened, to Spencer holding some Wahoo punch he had obviously made.
"Who wants Wahoo—" Spencer started.
"If you got to know her, I think you'd like her." I calmly responded. Where did I get this much restraint? By now I'd usually be trying to knock her out.
"We don't want to know her. She is a freak who can't take a diss to her boyfriend." Carly scowled.
Spencer looked at us, waiting for what was next.
" I thought this was supposed to be about what happened in August?" I said.
"Well, that's past. You did your damage. And everyone has moved on. So you might as well leave." Carly said.
"Fine then, I'll leave." I said. I started walking back to the stairs.
"One more thing." Carly said.
I turned around, just in time to see Carly pick up the pitcher of Wahoo punch.
"Carly, no, don't you dare—" I started.
SPLAAASH!
"That's what I think of your "girlfriend". Carly snapped.
Sam looked half stunned, half pleased. Spencer looked like he was going to collapse.
I walked out.
So much for being "friends".
