I have not updated in almost a month, I am sorry for that! D: I have like a lot of different ways this could've turned out, but this was my best one! It's more of a really small filler, and I will try to update as soon as possible! Thanks for keeping up with me, and the reviews (: so this is chapter 14, please enjoy!
Fourth period, half day of the school hours gone by (not being able to skip like yesterday) and unlike Sam who had struggled to get into the girls' locker room, Freddie burp after drinking two cans of Peppy Cola and walked to the door swinging it open. Not getting much attention, it was Benson after all.
She walked to the changing area dropping the back pack on the tiled floor getting ready to change into the gym clothes the nub had packed up. People staring at her just as she was about to remove the colored shirt, but stopped after noticing it. "What?" She snapped with raised eyebrows, "Need something?"
Many shook their heads and looked away, and many chuckled pacing toward him, "What's with the attitude Benson?" She looked up at the brunette with similar eyes like his, except his were darker. A smirk placed on his lips he leaned on the wall behind her as he held a muscle shirt and swung it landing on his shoulder. "We're just surprised, that's all."
"Surprised?" She inquired looking at him, and the guy kept his lips curved and heading to his spot, "Yeah, you never change in public, always wait for an unoccupied stall-even if it makes you late for class." What a nub, she snickered to herself, and then wondered: why would he hide, if he has an amazing body?
He is a dork, but with a six pack and good biceps; he didn't have any reason to hide. She raised her eyebrows and smirked, "Well, not anymore," and with that she removed her shirt revealing what she had just spoke in her mind. The surprised expressions echoed toward her, with some chuckled briefly, "Wow, Benson, what happened to you?"
"Just a little work out," she smiled and quickly removed the nub's shoes and pants, quickly changing into some shorts and penny tee. She looked at the dark eyes, "What's your name again?" She asked, kneeling down to put her shoes on.
"You forgot my name?"
"Yeah," she replied switching to her other shoe. He rose his eyebrows and put his muscle shirt on, "Alan," he said as Freddie stood up and looked at him, nodding, "Right, Alan, I'll keep that in mind." His patted his shoulder and was ready to walk out with toward the gym when Alan asked, "Do you and that Blondie have something going on?"
She twirled around and looked at him, narrowed her eyes, "No, why?"
"The fight."
Of course, it was going everywhere. That josh guy's a tennis player; she didn't see why many were scared of him. She could understand a football player-even if she can beat those too. "Just a friend, want to help her out." She informed, being true. Being in each other's body or not, that Josh guy would be bothering her. Then again, she would've never come in a dress that short to school, and if that Josh guy ever tried to pull a move on her, she had to fist that would perfectly slam against his face; not that the nub actually knew how to fight, at least that's what she always thought. She was always beating him in many things that involved physical movements and such.
"Right. So, I was wondering," he cleared his throat and picked up his own back up walking to her, "you don't mind me hook up with her, right." Great, you know she had no idea how popular she was with boys. She understood her sappy best friend, but not the girl who's able to tip a truck with a carton of milk. She raised an eyebrow, "Seriously?"
He chuckled, "Yeah, but I just wanted to know if you were cool with it." She gave him her confused look, asking why making Alan reflect his expression, "Well, last time one dude was talking about her, you literally pinned the dude to the wall by his throat."
He did? "I did?"
"Yeah, you don't remember?" Of course she doesn't, she wasn't there, and if it did happen there was no way Freddie was telling her he stood up for her when she wasn't around. That's so... sweet? She felt like smiling, but shook it off and asked how it happened as they started to walk to the gym, "It was that, Marcus guy, he said something about her and you snapped."
"What did he say?"
He shrugged his shoulders, "I wasn't there when it started, only when he was apologizing and you let go and walked away."
The nub did that for her? It made her stomach flutter; he really fought for her. Whatever it was, knowing Freddie being decent he takes many jokes seriously and maybe it was inappropriate. "Well, Alan, she's dating someone. I don't think-"
"So she's not faking?"
"Faking? Why would she be faking?"
"Many say she said that so that Josh guy wouldn't bother her, and that she really is dating you."
Why is everyone in this high school so crazy? At least that's why she kept asking herself; she and Freddie would never date. And why did people always come to him and ask about him with her? She chuckled lightly, "Well, we're not dating, and yes, she has a boyfriend."
Alan nodded, "Alright, dude," he patted his back, "thanks, see ya' later." She nodded and waved him off as she went to the benches and took a seat, thinking.
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All three set their lunch plates on the plane table, removing their backpack and taking a seat; Sam and Carly on one side and Freddie across from them. "You guys look dead," Carly pointed out with a concern face looking back and forth to Freddie and Sam who sighed/whined loudly, "More like exhausted," Sam said with a shrug.
"Why?"
Sam looked at Freddie, both knowing why, but not the sappy Carly who wouldn't really believe them-so no point in telling. "Because school's boring," he said, yeah, that's something Sam would say, and he looked at her just to make sure and she raised an eyebrow. "'Course," Carly smiled opening her Wahoo punch as she shook her head; she took a sip and looked at Freddie, "And you?" she inquired taking another sip.
"Oh," she sighed, "protecting Sam."
The blonde looked at her, "What do you mean?" He asked, and she smirked, "Some dude said something about you, and I pinned him to the wall by his throat." She raised an eyebrow looking at her, as Carly aww-ed and throbbed Sam with her elbow, "Thank him; what did he say?" She smiled putting the can down.
"Forgot."
"How can you forget?"
She could notice the blush on Sam's cheeks; she still wanted to thank him, but wasn't, she wasn't that type of girl... boy? Whatever, still. Maybe with just a smile he'll be able to see her thank you without words.
He smiled back, and looked down to his plate, picking the colorless burger bread and dropping it, "When will this cafeteria give normal food?" He sighed, but raised it up quickly when seeing Vanessa take a sit next to him, uh, Freddie who rolled her eyes and exhaled heavily. "Hey," she smiled setting her purse-bag on the table waving at Carly who waved back weirdly after she noticed Freddie's' expression.
"So, I'm going to be out of town for the next five days," she smiled lacing her hands together as Freddie stared down at her, "and since I won't be here tomorrow, maybe we could go on a date today-after school?"
Maybe he could ditch, won't see her for the next five days and say he moved on-or go on a date with her and then tell her that he's not interested, besides Freddie wouldn't actually want to date a total bimbo girl who's a bitch. She looked over at herself, and he smiled at her, and he rolled his eyes (once more) and looked at the redhead, "Uh, yeah."
"Great," she beamed, "pick me up at seven?"
"Actually, can we meet instead?" She suggested, she didn't want to waste her time going to her house and figuring out where she lives, she didn't even want to know where she lives. Her smiled dropped slightly, but instead of picking a fight before they even got together-if they get together-so she nodded, "Yeah, text you the details." And with that she left making Freddie feel like she could breathe once more.
"You don't like her?" Carly asked, Freddie nodded, "I do, she's hot, that' why I'm going on a date with her."
"That's not true!"
Eyes were now on the blonde who slightly stood up with a pointed finger toward the brunette stuffing her face in the tofu burger wearing a smirk, "Yeah, it is."
"That's not why you're dating Vanessa," Sam tried, and Carly confused on what was going one-how would Sam know how Freddie feels? is what she kept asking herself. Looking back and forth at both who were bickering and fighting, Carly sighed heavily shutting them up as fast as she could, however she managed to get their attention, and some around them, she shrugged, "Sam, just let Freddie get a girl-for once." She said under her breath getting a 'hey' from the blonde and smirk of the male sitting in front of them.
Carly raised her eyebrows, now knowing she will never understand her two best friends, even if she tried. So she left it at that and made sure that their lunch wasn't much of a ruckus. "So, I was thinking," Carly said looking at Freddie, "maybe me and Sam could tag along." She smiled, her disgusted face concentrated on the ham sandwich Freddie was taking away.
"Uh," she started taking a bite on the sandwich-if she actually thought about it, she wouldn't have to be alone with Vanessa-and she won't go the following day with her friends to fake a gossip that she was tongue to tongue with 'the' Freddie Benson. Not even if she wasn't in his body would that happen-she hoped, "Yeah," she sighed and looked at Sam who rolled his eyes.
"Great," Shay smirked, knowing the advantage on that, "I'll call Tyler, and Sam," she looked at the blue eyed who seemed sick; "you call David."
She groaned lightly, not wanting to, and sighed nodding, "Right."
So this was my 14 chapter, I really hope you all enjoyed it! :D please tell me how it was by reviewing, and what do you expect? Thanks! I'll try to update faster this time!