Chapter 34.
The Senior Bet
(Sam's POV)
-Two Weeks Later-
I've been waiting for this for a long time. Senior year, baby! Two years ago, I thought of Senior year as parties, freedom, and graduation. Now I see it as dirty diapers, work, and struggling to pass my classes. And the older Morgan gets, the harder it is for Freddie and I to separate from her.
"I don't wanna go to school!" I whined as I was eating my breakfast. Freddie woke up early to make us a 'special' breakfast for the first day.
"I know, Sam. But we have to. It's our last year of high school and this year is extremely important." Freddie had Morgan on his lap, feeding her some of that jar baby food.
"Who cares. All I want is to be here with Morgan. She's growing up too fast and it kills me to leave her for something so stupid as school." I took a sip of my orange juice. "Maybe I can get Principal Franklin to let us bring her to school everything."
"Sam, you can't do that. You got lucky on the last day of school but I doubt they're going to tolerate it on the first day."
"I know, but I hate this. I'm just going to drop out and get my GED."
"No you're not, Sam. You're going to graduate with all of us. That's why you took summer school."
"Whatever. Let's just get this day and school year over with." I said.
"Fine by me." Freddie said.
After giving Morgan to Spencer this morning, Freddie, Carly, Gibby and I all walked to school together.
"And I told the guy not to put the shrimp up his nose, but he didn't listen." Gibby was telling us one of his many stories about what he did over summer.
"People are so stupid." I said, walking over to the same locker I've had since middle school.
"Tell me about it." Carly added.
"No kidding. So how was your guys' summer?" Gibby asked.
"I killed someone." I said nonchalantly. Freddie rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"Spencer won this vacation thing for all of us to go a few weeks ago." Carly said.
"And Morgan started teething." Freddie added.
"Yeah, her screams are still peircing in my eardrums." I said.
"Did her tooth come in, yet?" Carly asked.
"Not yet. But I'm sure it will soon." Freddie said.
"The benefit of going to school is getting away from the crying and dirty diapers." I said.
"And you handed that over to Spencer." Carly said.
"I sure did." I said. The warning bell rang.
"Sounds like we need to get to homeroom to get our schedules." Freddie said.
"M'kay. See ya after homeroom?" I asked. Freddie kissed my forehead and nodded.
Homeroom was so suck-ish. Carly and I just found out that our class is starting a new tradition called a Senior Bet. Basically the entire Senior class bets on something to happen or not happen by the end of the school year and whatever side wins gets all the money. It's stupid but I do like money.
"Who started this whole Senior Bet thing?" Carly asked Wendy.
"I don't know. But it's probably someone who doesn't like you and Freddie." Wendy said, more towards me. Carly and I looked at each other with questioning looks and looked back at Wendy.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, the bet this year is how long it'll take for you to get pregnant again."
"WHAT?" Carly and I shouted simeltaneously.
"Yep, that's what I'm hearing. If I hear anything else, I'll let you guys know. And don't worry, I didn't make a bet. It's really stupid."
"Thanks, Wendy." Carly said and Wendy walked off to another group of kids.
"Ugh! Can you believe that?" Carly asked, turning back towards me.
"I don't know, but whoever did it is going to die." I growled angrily.
"Just calm down, Sam. It's probably just some ignorant, jealous girl." Carly said.
"Jealous? Anyone who would be jealous of me is pretty stupid." I said. I needed to talk to Freddie, like now.
Freddie and I luckily had second period together. When I walked into class, and I saw him, he looked pretty uncomfortable. He must of found out about the bet, too.
"You heard?" I asked as I walked up to his desk.
"Yep. You too?"
"Obviously. And I'm going to hurt whoever made this stupid bet thing. I mean, people seriously have no lives of their own to make bets about others? And such stupid bets, too." I sat down in the desk next to his.
"Yeah, I know. But don't hurt anyone, Sam. You can't afford to go to Juvy or get expelled. Especially not the first day of school."
"Yeah, I know. But I can at least threaten them. Can't I?"
"As long as you don't physically hurt them. Now, who do you think did the bet?" Freddie asked.
"I don't know but obviously someone who isn't afraid of me." I said.
"Or me."
"No one's afraid of you, Fredloaf." Freddie rolled his eyes.
"Whatever. I think we should get Carly and Gibby in on this to help us figure out who made this stupid bet." Freddie suggested.
"Good idea."
During lunch, all four of us tried thinking of who could of made the bet. We even tried calling Spencer to see if maybe he could think of anyone, but his mind was blank on the whole subject.
"What about Nevel?" Freddie asked, followed by a bite of his french fry. "He hates us, so why wouldn't he make a bet about it?"
"No, it was someone in the Senior class and Nevel's a Freshman." Carly said. "It's gotta be someone else."
"Hmm... what about that rotten Valerie chick that Freddie dated in like, eighth grade? She hates both of us." I said.
"No, she was a grade ahead of us so she's already graduated." Freddie said. "Come on, who could it be?"
"I don't know. I'm running out of ideas." Carly said. "Maybe it isn't someone who hates you guys."
"Come on, who else would make a bet about us in a negative way if they didn't hate, or at least dislike us." Freddie said.
"That's what I'm saying. Maybe they don't really hate you guys, but at least just dislikes you guys enough to do something like this." Carly said.
"Hmm, I didn't think about that." I said. Just then, Wendy came over to our table.
"Okay, here's the scoop. It's a girl who made the bet, but I didn't get the name. It's secretive right now but I'll try digging deeper. Also, the bet is at about two-hundred bucks." Wendy said. I almost choked on my own spit.
"Two-hundred bucks?" I asked. "People seriously have nothing better to waste their money on other than on stupid bets?"
"I know, it's really stupid." Wendy said. Then she walked off.
"God, I hate this school." I said. Just then, a very familiar face came over to the table. Familiar, as in, I almost punch the living day lights out of it.
"Hey, Shay!" Ugh, I hate her voice. Carly looked up at her and smiled softly.
"Oh, hey Missy. What are you doing here?" Carly asked as politely as she could. I could tell she didn't want her around us.
"I got transferred back to Ridgeway." She said with a fake smile. She looked over at Freddie and I and turned back to Carly. "So how have you been?"
"Uh, good." Carly said. "But if you don't mind, we're having a private intervention right now."
"Oh, that's cool. I'll talk to you later." She waved to Carly and walked away.
"Ugh, I still hate that girl." Freddie mumbled. I turned to him.
"Still? I didn't know you hated her. When did you hate her?" I asked. His eyes widened, like he just realized something, and then turned away.
"Uh, I don't." He said quickly.
"But you just said-"
"Oh, I gotta go to the bathroom!" He quickly got up and ran out of the cafeteria. I looked at Carly.
"The boy's losin' it. Must be in the apartment too long." I said, shrugging off the awkward moment Freddie just left us with. Then I just realized something. "Wait a minute. You don't think it was Missy, do you?"
"Come on, how would she know that you had a kid? She just transferred here." Carly said.
"Dude, everyone knows about it since Nevel made it a viral thing over the internet." I said. "And I know she doesn't like me."
"Hmm, it is a possibilty." Carly said. "I got a plan! Later, I'll hang out with her at my apartment. You hide in my closet and I'll see if I can get her to admit that she started the bet. And if she doesn't, then we'll have to think of someone else."
"I like your brain, Carls."
Freddie and I were hiding in Carly's bedroom closet as Missy and Carly were chatting away about girly things like boys, make up, clothes, and other conversations that make me wanna barf. Carly was doing a good job at pretending to like her.
"It's pretty cool that you're back at Ridgeway." I heard Carly say.
"Yeah, not much has changed between the group, huh?" Missy asked.
"Well, a little bit. Sam and Freddie are actually engaged and they have a daughter." Carly said.
"Oh yeah. I heard about that a while ago." I told Carly she would hear about that!
"Oh, did you now?" Carly asked.
"Yep, over the internet." Missy said. "Hey, speaking of Sam and Freddie, did you hear about that Senior Bet thing that was made this year?"
"Yeah, I've been trying to figure out who made it so I could, uh, you know, make a bet myself." God, I love Carly's acting skills.
"Really? You wanna place a bet?" Missy asked. "I thought she was your best friend."
"Well, ever since she had a kid, things have changed between all of us. And I could use the money. Do you know who made the bet?"
"Well, don't tell anyone. But I made it!" Ah-ha! I knew it!
"What? No you didn't." Carly said, pretending she was shocked.
"Yep. I could use the money, too. And you know, a lot of teenage mothers end up pregnant again within the next two years. What a perfect bet!"
Just then, I jumped out of the closet.
"You skunkbag!" I shouted, charging right at her. Just then, I felt someone grabbed me behind the waist. Freddie; I know those strong arms anywhere.
"Sam! W-what are you doing here?" Missy asked, trying to play it cool, but you could tell she was scared chizless.
"I knew it was you who made that stupid bet! Now, let go Freddie so I can do a double fist-dance on this chick's face!" I struggled to get of his arms. Man, the boy really did get strong.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Missy said.
"God, you're so stupid!" I shouted. "Why do you just leave us alone, you psychotic whack-job!"
Just then, Missy ran out of the room. She could probably tell I was about to break loose from Freddie at any moment. That's probably the smartest thing she's done all week.
"Man, I can't believe Missy made that stupid bet." I said as I crawled into bed next to Freddie.
"How can you not? She's crazy!" Freddie said, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I know. I can't believe Carly used to be her best friend." I said.
"I guess Carly likes hanging out with psychoes." Freddie said.
"Hey! Are you calling me psycho?"
"Yep, but I wouldn't like you any other way." He kissed the side of my head.
"I guess you like psychoes, too." I said.
"Only sexy ones like you."
"Smart boy." Just before I was going to start making out with Freddie's face, I heard Morgan crying on the baby moniter.
"She really has the right timing down, doesn't she?" Freddie asked.
"She's a smart kid." I said, getting out of bed. "She gets it from her mama."
"And what does she get from me?" Freddie asked.
"Your looks."
A/N: I officially decided how I'm going to end the story. NO, it's not ending anytime soon. All I know is HOW it's going to end. It'll have a happy ending, I swear :D I love happy endings! I have every chapter up to Chapter 65 planned out, and the last two chapters, and there are going to be 80 chapters all together for this story. AND a sequel :D
And I also officially caught up with the dates of the story. It's September 2, 2011 in the story and it's September 5th right now, so I'm pretty caught up :D
Geekquality- Thank you (: And it reminds me of my little cousin when she was a baby XD
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DraconicWrath- Thank you (: And yes, I want to keep things 'realistic' with this story. And a lullaby would be very cute.
LyshaLuvsSeddie- Orajel? It's for toothaches and when babies are teething. All it does is numb the gums so the baby won't feel any pain for a while. Haha, I can't stand when I'm at the store and I hear a baby crying at the top of their lungs XD Though, I've rarely had that experience before so yay! :D Haha.
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Since it's technically Monday right now:
Five more days until iDate Sam and Freddie :D
Yay! I get to do count-downs again!
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