I'm watching NCIS: Los Angeles, trying to pretend I'm listening to music, so my grams won't talk to me. And as soon as I typed that she asked me how I was doing. It's not that I mind her asking, I just really hate talking a lot. It's easy for me to ramble or read a text message but talking to people in person, ugh! I don't know why it annoys me. Okay, so there's two things you need to know. One, this chapter takes place two months later and two, my hands smell like peaches. You probably didn't need to know that second one, but I was playing with the soap in my uncles bathroom. I really love the lemon scented one. Thank you for pointing that out, cause I did switch up between two names. Stupid distractions...

"Wasn't that movie awesome, Fredward?"

Freddie simply nodded and put his arm around the blonde walking beside him as they crossed the street to his car. He opened the door for her, and closed it once she was inside. He got in on the driver side and started the car, glancing over at the blonde while he was buckling his seatbelt, to make sure she was doing the same. He found her sparkling blue eyes gazing into his brown ones. She leaned over and kissed him.

"You okay, Freddie?"

Freddie nodded.

"Yeah, Selena, I'm fine."

He checked his mirrors then pulled off. He and Selena talked about how amazing the movie was the whole car ride home. She lived in Bushwell Plaza, so he could walk her to her apartment, then go up and visit his mom and step dad, Robert.

Robert was 6'3 with light brown hair and brown eyes who believed in cleanliness and kaki pants and polo shirts. He wasn't as obsessive has Freddie's mom, but he was very organized. Freddie approved of him, and even walked him mom down the aisle.

He got out the car then opened the door for Selena. She didn't really care for chivalry, like Sam, but expected it, because she knew he would keep doing it. Selena was just like Sam in the looks department, but she also had an aggressive side and an obsession for turkey and soup instead of ham and chili.

"Thanks for tonight, Freddie," she said, "I had fun."

"Me too."

She tugged on his shirt and smirked at him as she pulled him closer. This didn't feel right to him. She kissed his lips and all he could picture was his and Sam's first kiss. Selena was second best, not the best. He knew that, but he had to move on.

Sam was so happy in her relationship, and he couldn't wait for her forever. Even if he wanted to. The heartache of not having Sam was breaking him down. He needed to do this, right?

Once he heard her lock the door, he walked to the elevator and went to his mom's. He used his keys and unlocked all the locks, then walked in. Robert was sitting on the couch watching a movie.

"Hey, Fredward," he greeted cheerfully.

"You can call me Freddie," Freddie told him.

Robert turned off the tv and looked up at him.

"What's on your mind?"

He patted the seat next to him and Freddie plopped down.

"Sam…"

"Ah," Robert replied, "The girl in San Francisco that you're in love with but haven't told yet, because she has a boyfriend."

Freddie nodded, twiddling his thumbs.

"I'm comparing every girl I date to her. No one measures up, and it's not fair. It's not fair of me to date Selena because she looks and acts as close to Sam as I can get."

"I agree," said Robert.

The corners of Freddie's lips twitched a bit. Robert would always state his opinion before giving advice.

"Sam's happy, so I'm trying to move on, but I can't," Freddie added, "I still want Sam."

"Well Freddie-"

"She's the one for me," Freddie said to himself.

"If it's meant to be, it will be," Robert finished.

"That's similar to what Carly and Spencer say."

"Well, it's true," Robert said, "You can't rush love Freddie. You say Sam's the one, and if she is, she'll find you, or you'll find her. Love is magical that way. It's paramount, destined. You'll get the one, Freddie, just don't give up hope."

"Freddie smiled, and nodded.

"Thanks, Robert."

"You're welcome, Fredward."

"Freddie!"

Robert laughed.

Now that I read the chapter, the song is Thinking of You by Katy Perry. It's been a few months since I've heard that song. Well, I'm gonna post the second chapter to my Quinn/Logan story, The Biggest Lie I Ever Told. Ugh, I think my History project is due tomorrow. I didn't even watch the movie I was supposed to watch, so I really hope it's next week. Anyone know where to find a fantastic description of Kennedy's Don't Cry?