Chapter Twelve: August
Well, this is the last chapter. I hope you all have enjoyed the story.
Carly
It was the day before the wedding. Sam and I were stressed out of our minds.
"Come on, Becky!" Sam yelled. "We gotta go try on your dress, make sure it fits, and bring it back here!"
"I'm coming!" Becky came running out of her and Spencer's room. "You guys are getting your dresses too. Don't forget that."
"Our dresses aren't important," I said. "The only one that matters is yours."
I found myself wishing Becky had been normal and waited a year to marry. That way, no one would be so stressed.
I looked at the check list I had on the fridge. I gasped. "You and Spencer haven't gotten your wedding license yet?!" I shrieked at Becky.
"We're doing that after the dresses," she said, not sounding worried at all.
"Is that even legal?" Sam asked. To get your license the day before your wedding?"
Becky shrugged. "I dunno. Let's go get our dresses."
As we walked to the car, Sam whispered to me angrily, "If she wasn't getting married tomorrow, I'd beat the chiz out of her."
"And I'd help," I told her.
Sam
"So everyone's sitting at the tables while the ceremony is happening?" Griffen asked as he helped us fill out the seating cards.
"Yup," Carly told him.
"Why?"
"Because the ceremony and the reception is happening at the same place."
"That makes no sense."
"Yeah, well, we're talking about Spencer and Becky here," I said. "They can't do things the easy way."
Freddie walked in. "Fredlumps! Help us with this!" I whined.
"Sure." He plopped down next to me. "I arranged the time for the DJ to show up and set up."
"Who's the DJ?" Griffen asked.
"Socko's cousin DJ," we all said.
"Really?"
"You'll learn to accept it all," Freddie said.
After we finished the seating cards, I said, "Freddie, go make me a sandwich. And get me a Peppy-Cola."
He rolled his eyes and said, "yes, your highness." He went into the kitchen.
"I gotta go to work," Griffen said. He kissed Carly good-bye and left.
"Can I take a nap?" I asked Carly.
"No. You confirm the time the flowers will arrive while I do the same with the caterers."
"Meh!"
Freddie handed me my sandwich and drink. "This'll give you energy to deal with people."
Freddie
"Thanks for holding onto the rings," Spencer said to me.
"No problem. Carly wouldn't be able to handle anymore responsibility."
He laughed. We looked at the girls putting together the wedding favors. Carly looked like she was about to explode. Sam looked like she wanted to go to sleep. Becky looked completely stress free.
"Becky better thank Carly and Sam, or they'll both kill her," I told Spencer.
"Don't worry. She will."
"Who handled the suite for the wedding night and the honeymoon?"
"Becky's parents handled the suite, and my dad the honeymoon."
"That's nice of them. Well, I'll go put the rings somewhere safe." I meant my jewelry box, of course.
About an hour later, Sam came storming into my apartment.
"How many times have I told you to knock?" mom asked her.
"Shut up, Crazy. i can't deal with you right now." Sam turned to me. "Please let me nap here," she begged.
"Sure."
"Carry me to your bed."
I said and picked her up bridal style.
"Leave your door open!" mom yelled.
"I will!" She didn't need to be worried. All Sam was going to do was sleep. I would probably just play video games.
I gently put her down on the bed. "What are the wedding favors?" i asked.
"Little bags filled with Hershey Kisses. The foil is silver on some and red on the others. The little paper on the inside says Spencer and Becky Shay."
I tilted my head in confusion. "I thought Becky wasn't changing her last name."
"She wasn't. Then she realized it made Spencer sad. She's gonna change it as a wedding gift for him. Now. No more wedding talk. Mama wants to sleep."
Carly
Wedding day. We were at the gallery preparing. All the sculptures Spencer made were set up. They were actually really pretty. They were all red roses made from things he found at the junkyard. No rose was identical to the another. Each was an individual.
Spencer told me the gallery was going to sell them after the wedding. But he was going to let Becky pick her favorite and keep it as a wedding gift.
Sam walked up to me. "The bouquets are where they need to be. You know, I had nightmares about weddings."
"Me too. I can't wait until it's all over," I said.
"I'll do a dance of joy when it's over."
I looked at the time and sighed. "We gotta get to out hair and make up appointments."
"Freddie! Griffen!" Sam yelled. "You two are handling the rest of this chiz while we go get dolled up!"
"Yes, Sir!" Griffen said with a solute.
"Have fun being all girly!" Freddie said.
"Shut up, Fredward!"
Sam
"You have wonderful hair," the hair lady told me.
"Um. Thanks."
"You do, Sammie," Becky assured.
I pretended like I didn't care, but it really made me happy. I am a girl after all. I like getting compliments. I always blush and get all smiley when Freddie compliments me.
When we were finished, we headed back to Carly's place to get dressed.
"Tie me into my dress, Sam, Carly commanded.
After I did so, we checked ourselves out in the mirror.
"I have to admit," I said. "Becky has great taste in shoes."
"Shoosh yeah," Carly agreed.
The shoes were the same color as our dresses. They were heels, and tied up like ballerina shoes up to our knees.
"They're gonna be a bitch to walk in though," I said.
"Get over it, Sammie," Becky said as she walked out in her dress.
"Becky, you look so pretty," I said. I felt tears well up in my eyes.
"Carly, finish zipping me," Becky said. "Don't cry, Sammie. It'll ruin your make up."
I laughed. I knew she only said that to distract herself. She didn't want to cry.
"I thought Pucketts don't cry," Carly said with a smirk.
"Shut up!" both me and Becky said. Then we ran up to each other and hugged. Carly snapped a photo.
"Why'd you do that?" i asked.
"Because we need pictures." Her cell phone rang. "Hello?...OK. Thanks." She hung up. "The limo's here," she told us.
"Sweet!" I yelled.
"Carly, take lots of pictures in the limo," Becky said.
"Oh, I will. First, let's do a group shot."
We huddled together. Carly held up the camera in front of all of us and took the picture.
We all looked at it.
"God, we look awesome," I said.
"Our men's jaws are going to drop when they see us," Becky said.
"Let's do this chiz!" I yelled, then we raced off to the limo.
Freddie
"You got the rings?" Spencer asked me for the fifth time.
"Yes, Spencer." I took them out and showed them to him.
"OK. Sorry. I guess I'm nervous."
"You getting cold feet?" I asked.
He laughed. "No way. I'd never run from this."
My phone vibrated. It was a text from Sam. "They're here," I told Spencer. "Go get up to the alter. And tell Socko to get over here. And tell Griffen to get the bouquets."
"OK. I'm off."
Carly poked her head around the corner. "Is he gone?" she asked.
"Yup."
"Come on," she said to Becky and Sam.
I know my eyes should've been on the bride, but the went straight to Sam.
I walked up to her. "You look gorgeous," I said.
She rolled her eyes. "Thanks, Fredison."
"While I find you two adorable, all the attention is supposed to be on me," Becky said.
"Becky, you look great," I said. "One of the best looking brides ever."
"That's more like it. I'd ruffle your hair, but it looks real nice right now. I don't want to ruin it."
Griffen headed toward us with the bouquets. He stopped when he saw Carly. "Wow, babe. You look great."
Carly blushed. "Aw, Thanks."
"Hello? Bride here. You're supposed to be going on about how great I look," Becky said.
"Do you even need people to tell you what we all already know?" I asked sweetly.
"On my wedding day I do!"
"Can we get this chiz over with?" Sam said impatiently.
"Yes," Carly said. "Griffen, give us our bouquets then go take your seat."
He handed both Carly and Sam red roses. Becky got white roses.
"OK," Becky said. "When the music starts, Carly and Socko go, after they get to the alter, Sam and Freddie go. Then it's me."
"Yeah, we know, Becky," Sam said.
"Bitch, don't make me kick you."
Carly
As I walked down the isle with Socko, I looked at my brother. He looked so nervous.
When we reached the alter and took our place on the groom's side, I whispered to Spencer, "Wait till you see her." Then I turned and watched Freddie and Sam. It was almost like a practice run for their future wedding in a way.
Sam
"It's not fair," Freddie whispered to me.
"What?"
"You looking better than the bride."
I had to suppress a giggle. "Don't say things like that. Becky'll kill you."
"But it's true."
"Shut up," I said. When we got to the alter, I kissed his cheek. "You're annoyingly sweet, Fredward."
The wedding march-a rock version-played, and Becky came down the isle.
Freddie
I looked dover at Spencer as Becky walked down the isle. He looked star struck.
I could tell when their eyes locked onto each other's that at that moment, to them, they were the only two in the world.
I heard Sam sniffle next to me.
"Are you crying? I asked.
"No," she snapped with another sniffle.
I glanced at Carly. She was crying too.
Becky reached the alter.
Sam
After they said their "I do's" Spencer and Becky Shay walked down the isle to the wedding party's table.
Freddie laughed. "I can't believe you're crying."
I punched him while we walked down. "You'd be crying if you were me." I glanced at him. "Hey! There are tears in your eyes."
He blushed. "No there isn't."
When we reached the table, Becky said, "Aw! You both are crying. So cute!"
"Shut up!" we both yelled.
When Carly got to the table, she hugged Spencer and Becky. She was bawling. "I have a sister now!"
"Yay. You guys are married," I said. "Can we have the food now?"
Becky laughed. "The caterers are bringing the food out right now. And guess what, Sam?"
"What?"
"You and Carly are kind of related now."
Me and Carly looked at each other. Then we burst into tears and hugged. I hadn't thought of that. Carly's brother married my cousin. Carly and Spencer were now thrown into the Puckett clan.
Carly
The meal was over. A typical Sam and Becky meal. Lots of meat. Now, it was time for the speeches. I was first.
"OK," I said. "I've never given a speech at a wedding before. I guess I should start off by saying what am awesome brother Spencer is. He lets us do iCarly from his apartment. He lets my friends over all the time, even though it kind of annoys him sometimes. And he always comes with us on our crazy adventures. He's dated a lot of girls, and I'm really happy that he's found one that he'll stick with forever. Spencer, I love you, and hope you and Becky have a wonderful and insane life together."
Everyone clapped, so I guess it was a good speech. Especially since I didn't prepare anything beforehand. I had been too busy for that.
Sam was next. There was a lot of cheering from the Pucketts.
"Oh, Becky. You're the only Puckett who has committed crimes and has never been caught."
There was a lot of laughing and clapping.
"You've been a great role model for both me and Melanie. And you've always been obsessed with love. I mean, if it wasn't for you, me and my man Fredwich probably wouldn't have had the guts to get together. Now, you've finally found love. And he's perfect for you. He's just as weird as you, and puts up with your madness. So have fun with your love, Becky. I know for sure it'll last forever. GO BECKY AND SPENCER!" Then she chugged her drink while everyone clapped and cheered.
Freddie
"Now it's time for the couple's first dance," the DJ announced.
Carly scooted closer to us so we could discuss their choice of song. They had kept it a secret from us.
It was "Lovesong" by The Cure. Sam and Carly went, "Aw!"
"So," Sam whispered to Carly, "what do you want your wedding song to be?"
"'Your Song' by Elton John," Carly told her.
"Good choice."
"You?"
"Um..." Sam blushed a little.
"Are you embarrassed by what you want?" I asked.
"No! It's awesome. I'm embarrassed that you people know I've thought about it."
"Just tell us!" Carly and I yelled.
Sam sighed. "'A Whole New World' from Aladdin."
I grabbed her face and kissed her. She looked very confused when I pulled away.
"What was that for?" she asked.
"That song is perfect," I told her.
"Oh." She smiled then gave me a light kiss.
Carly sighed. "How did you guys get so cute?" she asked.
"No idea," I said.
"Neither do I," Sam said. "It's freaking annoying."
Sam
Freddie and I were sitting with Griffen while we watched the father-daughter dance. Since my dad lives so far away and the Pucketts don't like him. he didn't come to the wedding.
"Are all the Pucketts here?" Freddie asked.
"Yup," I said. "The ones who weren't in prison avoided committing crimes when they got the invitation, and the ones in prison behaved well so they could get out early."
"Becky must be really loved," Griffen said.
"Yup."
"She is pretty awesome," Freddie said. "But you're the best."
"Shut up, nub."
He kissed my cheek. "So which uncle is that?" He asked, pointing at Becky and her dad.
"Uncle Carmine."
Freddie's eyes widened. "The one who hurts and gets rid of people?"
"Yup."
"I'll remember to never get on his bad side."
"Good boy," I said and patted his head.
I stared at the nerd I love while he watched Carly dance with her dad. I had considered for awhile, but knew that this day was the right time. With all the talk of me and Freddie marrying, I was definitely sure.
I grabbed Freddie's hand and stood up. "Excuse us, Griffen."
"Where are we going?" Freddie asked as I led him up some stairs.
"The office of this place," I told him while I picked the lock.
"Why?"
I sighed. "Stop asking so many questions and just go with it." I opened the door and pushed him into the office. I closed the door, locked it, and passionately kissed him.
"Sam, what are we doing here?" he asked after we parted for a breath.
"You know what you've been whining about wanting to do for months?"
"Yeah..."
"Do you see where I'm going with this?"
"Are you telling me you want to have sex? In the office of an art gallery?"
"It turns you on, doesn't it?"
He laughed. "Maybe."
I turned around and said, "Untie the dress."
As he did so, he kissed my neck. "Wait."
"Hmmm?"
"I, um, don't have a condom."
"Ugh. I'm on birth control, Fredlame."
"Oh. OK."
I shimmied out of my dress and said, "We're doing it on the desk."
"And that's why I love you," he said with a mischievous smile
Freddie
While I was tying Sam back into her dress, she said, "Holy chiz. That was awesome."
I smiled. "I know. God, I knew when it finally happened it'd be worth it. Really worth it.
"Why did we wait so long?" she asked.
"Hey. That's all on you."
When we rejoined the reception, Sam said, "Avoid Becky like the plague. She'll know with one glance that we did it. Especially with that goofy grin on your face."
I had no idea I was smiling. I looked to my right, and said, "Oh no."
"What?"
"Becky."
"Shit."
My girlfriend's cousin reached us and stared at us with crossed arms. "Why do you two always steal my thunder?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about?" I said.
"They day I got engaged, you two announce you're a couple. Now, on my wedding day, you both lose your virginity."
"You can't prove anything!" Sam yelled.
"Oh please," Becky said. "One look at Freddie says it all."
"I told you to knock that stupid grin off your face."
"I'm not even aware I'm making it!"
Becky laughed. "You guys are too cute."
Carly
Sam came running up to me. "I need to talk to you," she said happily.
We went into the bathroom to talk.
"What is it?" I asked. She seemed really excited.
"I finally did the nasty with Freddie."
I screamed and gave her a hug. "Where? How was it?"
"We did it in the office upstairs. On the desk."
"That's so hot."
"I know! And it was great! I mean, it did hurt a little at first."
"Naturally."
"But after I got used to it, hot damn!"
I laughed. "I'm happy for you. Both of you."
"Thanks, Carls. Can you believe it? Me and our tech geek?"
"I guess you two were meant to be."
"Yeah," she said with a dreamy smile. "I can't believe it took us so long to realize it."
"Better late than never."
"Mmm-hmm. Now, let's go back out there. Mama wants to party."
Sam
The reception ended. After cleaning up, we lugged the sculpture Becky picked out to the Shays place.
I flew myself onto the couch. I lifted up my leg and said, "Freddie, take off my shoes. They're killing me."
"Didn't you take them off when you made sweet love to Freddie?" Carly asked.
My little nub blushed as he took off my shoes.
"I left them on when we did it," I told her. "Too much work to take them off."
Freddie lifted my legs, sat down, rested my legs on his lap, and massaged my feet. i practically purred. The boy had magic hands.
Carly sat down on the chair. "A lot has changed since September, hasn't it?"
"It has," Freddie agreed.
"Yeah," I said. "Carly got over Griffen's PeeWee Baby obsession."
"I fell in love with a demon," Freddie said with a smile.
"I was a slut for a little bit," Carly said with a laugh.
"At least you got over it," I pointed out.
"Becky and Spencer found love," Freddie said.
"God," Carly chuckled. "Spencer, a one woman man."
"Never thought that would happen," Freddie said.
"And my dear cousin is now staying in one place. No more traveling the world."
"OH!" Freddie shouted. "We finally got to meet Socko!"
"I know! How crazy is that?"
"I wonder how much will change in the next few months," Carly mused.
"Hopefully, there'll be less drama," Freddie said. "It was too exhausting."
"There probably will be," I said. "It is going to be our Senior year after all."
"Damn."
"It'll be OK," Carly said.
I nodded on agreement. "It will be. Because we all have each other."
Carly grabbed my hand. "No matter what happens."
THE END
I hope that was satisfying.
I was also wondering whether I should do a sequel. I have some ideas. But I don't know if people want it.
