Cinnamon. The spice filled my nose as I took a step into my therapist, 's, office. The room is small but comfortable with golden colored walls and brown leather chairs pulled up around a mahogany coffee table. Off to the side is a desk with neatly organized file cabinets. Also on the desk there were random items such as a toy yodeling pickle and a Mr. Bacon action figure. I smile as I remember when I first came to Kendall, I thought he needed a therapist himself until I got to know him and realized he was just a very bored twenty year old who was a kid at heart. I noticed a new addition to his posters of bands I've never heard of. Several were scattered on the walls near the scented pinecones which hung on colorful ribbon from the ceiling. As I waited for him to enter I walked over to his desk and plopped down in his spinney chair. I laughed to myself as I saw the iCarly web site open on his computer along with a few other web sites I have never heard of, Taste of Awesome, Dear Blank Please Blank, and My Life is Average. I read a few posts from all three and realized right away we need to show them on iCarly. They are hilarious!
"Dear bra,
Why aren't you called booby trap?
Sincerely, seems more fitting" I read aloud and laugh. So true.
"Sounds like someone's having fun snooping" I jump at the voice and look up to see Kendall grinning at me. His glasses remind me further of how much a dork he is, similar to my own dorky Freddie in a way.
"Hey , hows it go?" I casually say as I flip through the web sites more.
"Great but I'm the therapist here, I should be asking that question" He laughed and took a seat on one of the leather seats. I groan and get up, taking the seat across from him.
"So what big things have happened since last time we talked?" He asked. I recall what happened to Carly automatically and explained to him the strange incident.
"Well Sam, could it be possible that she was sad about what would be her own anniversary? After all, Carly loved Shane and it's probably still hard for her to think about him moving, especially during their anniversary." I processed what he said and felt a face palm moment when I realized he was right.
"Oh my god...poor Carly, and to think that I asked her if she was PMS-ing! What kind of inconsiderate friend am I?" I exclaimed with a sigh.
"Don't blame yourself Sam, you were distracted by the thought of your own anniversary. By the way, I hope you and Freddie have fun this weekend." he gave me a wink and I faked a smile back but in all actuality I was worried about Carly. She really does seem upset...
"Kendall! I've got an idea!" I chirped and jumped in my seat a bit. He leaned forward more, intrigued at my unusually chipper turn in attitude.
"Really? What?" He asked. I grin and begin to divulge my secret plan.
"What if I hook Carly up with another guy and invite them to come with us to the cabin. It would kind of make our anniversary less private but it would still be fun. Carly would be happy, Freddie and I would have friends to hang with, yet the couples would have time alone with each other." I sit up more, proud of my idea.
"Well that would work out, as long as you and Freddie know that you won't have as much time to yourselves. I think it's really nice what your doing for your friend, Sam." I thanked him and already began texting Freddie the new plans.
"Now, how have your dreams been lately?"He inquired.
"The same as usual. I really wish they would go away for this weekend though, I don't want them to ruin my trip" I frowned at a poster as I thought about being shaken awake by Freddie with a hoarse voice from screaming and covered in a layer of sweat from the fright.
"Just remember what I always say about calming your nerves before bed and separating reality from fiction when you're asleep" He advised. I tried to smile but I couldn't, it seems like these dreams will never go away. I was about to ask him if I prolonged goinging to bed it would help but before I could I caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall.
"Oh shit! I'm sorry but I was supposed to meet Freddie at the Groovie Smoothies and i'm already late" We exchanged a rushed farewell and I left. Ten minutes later I skidded to a stop in front of the Groovie Smoothies. As I expected Freddie was seated at our usual table with two smoothies in front of him, messing around on his pear phone.
"Hey Fredopey, which one's mine?" I asked with a grin. He looked up at me with an even bigger grin and pointed to himself. I rolled my eyes but couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh wait! You mean the smoothies!" He exclaimed in fake realization. I punched him in shoulder a bit to hard and he winced.
"Oh tough up and be a man if you're going to be my man" I said my daily line to Freddie. He rolled his gorgeous brown eyes and pushed my bubble berry boost smoothie to me.
"So, what did tell you?" Freddie asked as he took a sip of his smoothie. I explained to him the past conversation as he listened with concern.
"Well I do think your idea to bring Carly and a guy along was a good idea, but what guy would we bring?"
I hadn't thought of that before, what boy? Hmmm… what about….
"Gibby" I told him decidedly and took another sip of my smoothie. He nodded with a smile.
"We all know they like each other, good idea."
"Yep, plus he would fun to hang with unlike most of the morons Carly has liked" Freddie nods and shutters.
"Griffon, ew" We both say at once then laugh. This is why we are dating. I lean over the table and grab his collar, pulling him to me. I bring him in for a sweet kiss and pull away. When I sit back down I notice his usual cheeky grin.
"God Freddie, you are such a dork" I smirked.
"But I'm your dork"
"Damn right you are, and if I see you with any other girl I'll kill you, then her!" I threatened.
"Awe you'd miss me" he stuck out his lower lip cutely and I found myself leaning toward him again.
"God I love you when you do that…" I whispered. Freddie began leaning in to.
"Same" he replied in the same low voice. I stuck my lower lip out and gave him my big blue adorable eyes. He mimicked me, we were only an inch apart.
"Dang you two better take your cuteness somewhere else, you're making my single customers depressed." T-bo said disgusted as he passed by the table. Freddie and I smiled but never took our eyes off each other.
"Come on, let's go for a walk" he said and I felt him take my hand under the table. I smile and we exit the Groovy smoothies together, hand in hand. My head on his comfortable shoulder.
"I hate you"
"Hate you to" I reply and kiss his cheek.
