Chapter 37: iGo Camping

Author's Note: Two chapters ago was iFire and they went camping in that chapter… I didn't even realize that there was going to be another chapter about camping. Haha. Anyway, let's go!

P.S. By the way, yes, the kids in school do know about their relationship in this story. (: Review!

Freddie's POV:

Having Sam as my girlfriend is the best. We really love each other, but at the same time we joke together and make fun of each other like old times. I love it like that, though. She's still the same old Sam, and I'm still the same old Freddie.

But that's sort of the problem. You see, there aren't a lot of problems with Sam and my relationship. But there is one thing that bothers me.

Like I said, she's the same old Sam. And you know, I've never really been so strong and tough. Sam always has been that way. That's just the way she is.

But to me, it seems like it should be the other way around. I know that's so cliché. But honestly, I bet Sam wishes that I could be more tough than she is. She likes me the way I am, I know, but I know Sam. And I'm pretty sure she'd like me to be tough. Besides, she always used to make fun of me for being a wimp, so she obviously doesn't like wimps.

The reason why I'm talking about this is a long story. Here it goes.

After we went on that short camping trip, the one with the amazing fire, everyone had so much fun so Spencer decided to take all of us camping again! The same people went as last time: Spencer, his girlfriend Cassandra, Carly, Jack, Gibby, Gibby's girlfriend Tasha, Sam, and me.

But this time, Spencer brought us in a woodsier place. And, to make it more fun, he bought a big tent that would fit all eight of us in it.

We all had a fun time on our first day of camping, and after a while everyone went into the tent. Everyone fell asleep. That is, everyone but Sam and I.

Sam and I had our sleeping bags next to each other and after everyone else was asleep, we stayed up and talked. It was the best.

We were just having a conversation in really quiet whispers, talking and laughing quietly for a while.

But soon, I heard a strange noise outside. "Sam," I said softly. "Do you hear that?"

Sam shrugged. "What are you talking about?"

"Um, never mind," I said, sort of wanting to change the subject because the sound I heard outside was freaking me out. We went back to our conversation, but soon I heard some sound right outside of our tent.

"Sam, you really don't hear that?" I whispered nervously.

"I do," Sam said, not seeming scared at all. "But it's probably just the wind. Don't worry."

I kept hearing the sound, but I decided to try not to worry. I was still really freaked out, but I hated that Sam was the one who was comforting me. Like I said, I think it would be romantic if I was comforting her. But Sam is barely ever scared of anything.

We went back to our conversation, but the sound got so loud. It sounded like scratching on the outside of the tent. "Sam," I said quietly, shivering partly because I was cold but mostly because I was scared. "I have to check this out."

I gently took her hand and we both carefully walked out of the tent, trying not to step on anyone or be too loud.

When we got out of the tent, Sam quietly closed it. I looked around at the darkness. Nothing seemed to be there, but the scary thing was that there was no wind. So what did the sound come from?

Then Sam and I saw it at the same exact moment. And it saw us a second later, and it roared.

It was a bear.

It all happened so fast. Sam and I were screaming (but I was screaming a little louder). And the bear was running towards us.

In the few seconds I had that he was running, I pushed Sam down into the mud to protect her and make sure the bear wasn't going to come and attack her. I knew that she didn't mind that I pushed her into the mud for two reasons. One: She's Sam, so she doesn't care if she gets dirty, and two: I was saving her life!

The rest was a blur. I remember feeling more pain than I'd ever felt, looking at the bottom of my legs and seeing blood, and hearing my name a bunch of times.

But then, everything went black. I fainted.

I opened my eyes slowly, and I realized I was in a whole new environment. I heard a few relieved sighs, and someone saying: "He's awake!"

The first thing I really saw, though, was an angelic face. I was pretty out of it because I just fainted, so I wasn't sure what was going on. I thought I was in heaven.

"Freddie, do you know what happened?" the girl with the angelic face asked. I still wasn't thinking or seeing straight, but I realized that the angelic face was actually Sam. Sam? An angel? Ironic, huh?

"Sam… am I dead?" I asked, completely serious. Also, everything seemed like it was going in slow motion.

Sam chuckled. "No… you're in the hospital."

"What… what happened?" I asked.

Carly then stepped in. "We were all asleep except for you two… and we all woke up when we heard you guys screaming outside of the tent. We quickly called 9-1-1, and when we went outside of the tent, you were passed out and the bear bit you. Not hard, but bad. It was…" she shuddered. "Bloody."

Everything seemed back to normal. I was seeing and thinking fine. I didn't feel much pain, but I realized that I couldn't move around my left ankle because it was wrapped up.

"I'm sorry," I sighed.

"Why?" Carly and Sam asked at the same time, and then looked at each other and chuckled.

"If I wasn't such a coward, afraid of the sounds outside, then we would still be having fun camping," I said sadly.

Sam sat on the edge of my bed and touched her hand to mine. "Freddie," she said seriously. "You saved my life."

"I'll give you guys your 'moment'," Carly whispered from behind us, smirking, and walked out of the room. I figured that Spencer, Cassandra, Jack, Gibby, and Tasha were in the waiting room or something.

I smiled at her very quickly, but then I looked back at Sam. "I wouldn't have had to save your life if I wasn't such a wimp."

Sam narrowed her eyebrows. "Freddie, you're not a wimp. Who ever told you that you were a wimp?"

I widened my eyes. "Um, you?"

Sam smirked. "Admit it, you loved us fighting."

Mocking her, I smirked too and said: "Admit it, you're just trying to change the subject."

Sam smiled and punched me on the shoulder. It hurt, but not as much as normal Sam punches do. But then, her smile disappeared. I knew that meant she was serious. "Freddie, seriously. I always made fun of you. That's just who I am. And you know, I always will make fun of you. Don't expect to get off the hook because I love you."

I could feel my face turning red and a smile forming on my face.

Sam was smirking. She continued, "But if I ever call you a wimp or anything close to that, know I don't mean it. I probably will call you a wimp, but whatever. Freddie, who cares if you were scared of some sound outside? It's good you were scared, because that means you're cautious!"

"So, you're glad that I'm a wimp?"

Sam punched me in the other shoulder. "Freddie, get this through your head! You're not a wimp! Anyway, I'm glad you're cautious because you're my other half who's always by my side. My better half." Sam smiled.

I squinted at her, pretending to be confused, and asked, "Who are you and what have you done with Sam?"

Sam laughed. "Don't get used to this. I guess I'm just acting different because you saved my life."

I made a fake worried face. "So I'm bacon again?"

Sam chuckled and gave me a small peck on the lips. She said, "No… more like a lifetime supply of ham."