Chapter 35: Surprise

FREDDIE'S POV:

Waiting. Waiting. Waiting.

Just one question. I have to ask, and maybe you people know the answer to it. But. Why do girls always take forever to get ready?

Okay.

I'm a patient kind of guy. So I don't exactly mind waiting.

But seriously? A whole hour?

That's a lot of time to be sitting, on a couch and just waiting. I couldn't even talk to Spencer, since he was probably in his room, making out with his new girlfriend, or something.

I smile to myself.

Hey. At least the man is happy.

"Freddo!"

Speak of the devil.

"Hi Spence," I reply.

"You look smashing in that tux," he comments, with a wide grin.

"Thanks."

The man nods excitedly and walks over into the kitchen. Following behind him, is Ariel. A pretty, tall, red headed woman. She reminded me of that movie… oh, what was it called? I know it was a Dingo movie though.

Carly's favorite movie. Can't remember the title. Oh well.

"Wow. Someone is all handsomely dressed up," she says, with a giggle. "Spencee. You should take a photo."

Spencee? That's new.

I chuckle softly, and watch as the artist places his digital camera on the counter. I guess he wanted to wait for his sister and Sam to be here.

"I will. I'm just waiting for Carly and Sam to be here too."

See. Told you.

Ariel grins and goes to stand right next to him. I look at her, and then up at the smiling Spencer. They are a nice couple. Well, I think so, anyway. And I know Carly thinks that. I caught her planning their wedding the other day.

And she wasn't even ashamed of it.

That's Carly Shay for you.

I hear some footsteps, so I turn around and see a pretty brunette, making her way down the stairs, with the biggest (creepiest) glowing, beaming grin across her face. Like she was proud of an accomplishment, or something.

"Hi Freddie."

"Hey," I say, with a nice smile. "You are gonna flip when you see her."

The girl grins back at me, as if to say: "just wait till you see this". Then she turns her back to me.

"Come on! Get your 'lady-like' butt down here!" Carly yells to the top of the stairs.

Spencer, Ariel and I laugh a little.

Ever since this whole "Prom" saga started, she has been more bossy and commanding. Much like Sam when she was hungry for lunch.

Another set of footsteps.

Must've been Sam, I thought to myself. Well duh, stupid!

"Coming. I'm coming," replied a normal voice I fully recognized. "Carls, I really think that this is not-"

As soon as she sees me (all in blue, to match those stunning eyes), Sam stops talking and walking. Like she's frozen on the steps. I walk over to her, slowly and I'm unable to shut my mouth. Because at the moment, it's gaping… like a gold fish. Yeah, exactly like a fish.

Meanwhile. Carly, Ariel and Spencer are busying themselves in their own conversation. Probably just trying to be polite, and let Sam and I have... uhh... "a moment" alone.

"S-Sam..." I try to say. Stupid. Say something nice.

"Hi," she says, finally.

"You-"

"Yeah. It's not me. Okay?" Sam says, quickly. "So... Don't get all excited."

I shake my head, still kind of in shock. It's a good shock though. A VERY good shock.

"I... I... I-" Say it. Go on, Benson!

Speechless.

Dude! You're killing me!

Say. Something. Anything!

"Nice... dress," I say.

Mentally, I'm kicking my own butt. Could I be anymore of an idiot right now?

I mean... "nice dress"? Seriously!

That is when her fingers thump me on the forehead, bring me back to reality again.

Oh Sam. Still the same spunk as you always have.

I can't help myself but grin at her "gesture of Samness" and take her hand slowly and help her down the rest of the stairs.

Spencer, Carly and Ariel are all looking at us adoringly now.

"Are we leaving now, or what?" Sam questions no one in particular.

"No," says Carly, grinning. "Picture time!"

"Yes. Let's get some photos of you all," gushed Ariel, and nudged Spencer, who jumped into action with the camera, right away.

As soon as they were done, Spencer smiled at all three of us, and then handed me an envelope. Carly and Sam leant in close, as I opened it up.

"Kiddos, I just wanted to say… Happy Prom!" Spencer shouts and Ariel laughs melodiously.

"Spence, you got us a-" Carly started to say.

"Limousine? !" Sam and I simultaneously yell.

"Well, we both did," giggled the red-headed woman, hugging Spencer's waist. "Can't arrive to prom in a mini-van, can you?"

Ariel was referring to the mode of Spencer transport. either motor-cycle or mini-van. Neither one was suitable for "prom transportation".

We all hugged Spencer and Ariel. In one big group hug. Then after pulling away, the both of them ushered us all out the door.

"Go, have a good time!"

That was Spencer.

"Don't worry about us. We'll be fine!"

And that was Ariel.

"Thank you so much, bro," said Carly, hugging her brother again.

Sam and I both waved, and once our best friend was standing with us, ready to go, we all made our way to the elevator, out of the lobby and climbed right into our very own (hired for the night) shiny black limousine.