Here's Chapter 29, so enjoy!
Sam POV 7:15AM Day 10
I pull the door of my house closed, wondering where my mom had disappeared to this time, and began the walk to school. Freddie and I had managed to memorize a few scenes from Act II yesterday, but it had taken us hours. He had told his mom that he was going to a last minute AV club meeting (I'd called him a dork and rolled my eyes) but Crazy had totally fell for it. We only stopped because the night janitor had come at eight and told us to scram so he could clean. A smile drifts across my face while I continue to think about how much fun it had been last night. It had been nice to hang out without having to worry about all of the other chiz that I was dealing with.
"Thinking about how much fun yesterday was?" Freddie asks, breaking me out of my thoughts. By force of habit, I rolled my eyes and looked up at him with a smirk on my face.
"I was thinking about ham, actually." I pause a second for emphasis. "Nub." Freddie smirks back at me.
"Good morning to you too." I roll my eyes again, deciding to ignore his sarcastic greeting.
"I bet I can guess what you did last night after that janitor kicked us out." I challenge, determined to remind him (yet again) that he was a complete nub. Freddie eyes me carefully; shifting his backpack the tiniest bit.
"What?" He asks warily, still watching me. I turn my eyes to the sidewalk ahead, my smug smirk growing more prominent.
"You stayed up late updating the iCarly site and now you want to do a Wake Up Spencer tonight." I turn to look up at him. "Right?" Freddie blinks in surprise.
"How did you know?" He asks, his eyebrows scrunching together in confusion. I laugh and smack the back of his head, trying to ignore the tingling heat in my hand from the brief touch.
"Cuz you're a dork. What else would you be doing?" I answer, laughing at Freddie's glare. "Okay, okay. Bloodshot eyes? Tsk, tsk Benson. You really shouldn't stare at the computer screen that long." Freddie opens his mouth to interrupt me, but I raise one finger and push it to his lips. We both stop in our tracks, staring at my finger. Freddie's intense gaze bores into me, forcing me to look up at him. His chocolate eyes are questioning and I flinch away, pulling my hand back. My cheeks flush but I try to hold onto a scrap of my pride. "I wasn't done. You've yawned like four times in the last five minutes and," I point at his hand that's reaching up to rub his neck. "you're sore from craning your neck over the screen." He freezes, slowly letting his hand slide off of his neck. I stop also, still looking at the sidewalk in front of us. Freddie stares at me in shock and I chew on my lip nervously.
"You noticed all of that?" He finally asks me incredulously. I shrug, swishing my hair between us so he can't see my cheeks burning.
"It's always been like that. I try to figure out what's bothering you so that when I mess with you it doesn't hurt too much." I feel his eyes glued to my face and I think of a way to get some of my embarrassment out of the way. "Or, if I'm mad at you, I can do this." I quickly fix my eyes on Freddie's left arm. He had been carrying it carefully the whole time we had been walking. Before he can react, I punch his arm lightly, careful to be somewhat gentle. Nonetheless, Freddie yelps in pain and rubs his arm. "See Freddison? I'm not completely heartless." I laugh to cover my embarrassment. "You're such a wuss."
"Am not!" He disagrees, rubbing his arm gingerly. I roll my eyes, starting down the sidewalk towards Ridgeway again. Freddie hurries to catch up, still cradling his arm. "I'll prove it to you!" I raise my eyebrows, shooting him a sidelong glance full of skepticism. "Tell you what. My gym has a boxing ring."
"And…?"
Freddie POV 7:30AM Day 10
I glare down at Sam, her sarcastic skepticism annoying me. Maybe it was because my testosterone was acting up and I couldn't stand to be called a wuss. Maybe it was because I was just being stupid. For whatever reason, my death sentence comes out confidently.
"I challenge you to a boxing match." I say, my eyes never leaving her face. Sam rolls her eyes and flips a blond curl out of her face. I momentarily lose the ability to think, caught in the fractured pieces of her blue eyes as the smell of strawberries overwhelms me.
"Really, Benson? You're giving me an excuse to kick your ass?" Sam asks, forcing me out of my trance. I automatically reach out and hold the door open for her, following once she enters the school.
"Whatever, Sam. Tomorrow, after rehearsal?" I suggest, leaning against Carly's locker while Sam trades her books.
"What's wrong with today?" Sam flashes me a smirk before turning her attention back to her locker. "Scared, Freducation?"
"No, I'm just busy after rehearsal today." I say, my eyes lingering on Sam while she searches for something in her locker. I knew that I was going to regret it, but I felt like I needed to prove something to Sam. What exactly, I wasn't sure. Sam slams her locker shut and her smirk grows wider.
"AV club meeting?" She guesses, turning to face me. I quickly avert my eyes, almost caught staring at her. I don't say anything, hating that she was right. I see Sam break into a wry smile out of the corner of my eyes. "That's what I thought." The bell rings and she brushes past me, heat making my cheeks flush at her touch. I stand frozen, the full realization of what I had done hitting me. I had challenged Sam to a boxing match to 'prove myself'. I was so screwed.
Carly POV 7:25AM Day 10
"So let me get this straight. Pete, who is your boyfriend," I point at Candice, who nods her head once in confirmation. "and who is also playing Paris in the play asked Sam out because…?" I allow some of my frustration and annoyance into my tone, showing Wendy that I meant business. Wendy sighs and rolls her eyes, clearly inferring that I've missed something obvious.
"Think about it Carly. What emotion gets people together?" She asks, leaning back in her chair and propping her feet on the table.
"Love?" I guess, curious where Wendy was going with all of this. Lacy scoffs and the other gossip girls shake their heads or roll their eyes.
"Love is what makes people want to be together." Wendy slides her feet off of the table and leans forward before she continues. "Jealousy is what forces people to confront their feelings in the first place and then actually do something about it. So, Candice here found out that Pete got the role as Paris and he agreed to help us. We control the game now." I sit in silence, absorbing this. Realizing that they're right, I bury my head in my hands.
"Doesn't it kind of defeat the purpose if it's making them miserable?" My head is still buried in my hands, so my voice comes out muffled.
"They may be miserable now, but imagine how happy they're going to be when Freddie mans up and tells Sam how he feels." Wendy says while Mya pats my back reassuringly. I look up, my hands sliding off of my face.
"Why does it have to Freddie that tells Sam? Why can't Sam tell Freddie?" I counter, wondering if there really is a method to their madness. Wendy sighs again and drums her fingers on the table lightly.
"Sam still thinks that Freddie is in love with you." I open my mouth to protest, but Wendy stops me by raising her index finger in the air. "I know that he never really loved you, but he definitely had a huge crush on you for so many years that Sam isn't physically capable of seeing it any other way. Sam can't see how Freddie stares at her because she's seen him staring at you that way for so long that she's stopped noticing who he stares at. The idea that Freddie will always 'love' you is so fixated in her mind that she's never even considered that he could like her. It also can't help that guys are constantly choosing you over her." A huge guilt weighs down on me, growing even heavier when I realize that Wendy's right. All of the gossip girls stare at me, taking in my reaction. "Exactly." Wendy says quietly. Emily reaches across the table and pats my hand reassuringly. "Freddie has a slightly better chance of admitting that he likes Sam." Wendy sighs and rubs the bridge of her nose. "Unfortunately, Sam has also spent years degrading Freddie and telling him that no girl would ever go out with him, love him, etcetera and etcetera . That can't make Freddie feel good about his chances. Pete agreed to ask Sam out on the condition that we have to try our hardest to get them together before he actually goes on the date with her. We knew that Sam would say yes to Pete because we made it seem like Freddie had set the whole thing up. Obviously, if a guy sets you up with another guy than he doesn't like you. Sam is already trying to get over Freddie, even if she doesn't want to. Meanwhile, Freddie is being consumed by jealousy that's going to force him to tell Sam how he feels." Wendy leans back in her chair, looking at me tiredly. I take a minute to absorb everything that she's said, a mixture of emotions swirling through me.
"So, basically we're waiting for Freddie?" I ask, making sure I understand. Wendy laughs, pounding her gavel as the bell rings for us to go to class.
"Yep. Freddie's going to need to grow a pair anyway if he wants to be with Sam."
Ha, no matter how much you may hate Wendy right now for the whole Pete thing, you gotta love that last line. My fav part? Hmm, probably Sam's slipup with her finger and Freddie's lips. What was your fav part? Did you not have a fav part cuz it was so terrible? How am I supposed to know if you don't review? :(
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