AN: Hope you guys all like this chapter:)


Jealousy

Sam's POV

Carly tugging on my arm is the only thing that makes me turn the back on the people who are shouting names at me, and threatening to fight me. Yeah, because they stood a chance against me. Still, it's Carly's persistent tugging that is the only thing stopping me from barreling into the group of students, mostly girls, and ripping their heads off.

"Come on Sam," Carly pulls a little harder nd I finally start to move forward, "Don't listen to them, you know none of what they're saying is true."

"I know it's not true," I say angrily, "But why are they saying it?"

I allow Carly to keep her grip (if it can even be called a grip) on my arm and lead me out of the school and onto the sidewalk that will lead us towards the Groovy Smoothie. "You really don't know why they say that stuff?"I shake my head, I have no idea. "It's because they're jealous of you," Carly says.

I don't understand that. It's not that I don't understand jealousy. No, that I understand far too well.

I hate to admit to it, but it's true. I'm jealous of Carly. Jealous of sweet, pretty, picture-perfect Carly. Most of the time Carly's way too good of a friend for me to even focus on these thoughts that flip by in a second. Carly's nearly perfect and I'm about as far from perfect as you can get.

I know other forms of jealousy too. Jealous of Carly and Spencer's relationship. The 14 year age gap makes very little difference to them. Carly has a sibling who cares ten times more about her than he does about himself. Spencer goes out of his way to makes sure Carly has everything, whereas my twin (just over two minutes apart) followed in my Dad's footsteps, abadonning me and our mother.

Sometimes, I'm even jealous of Freddie. Rarely, because he's such a dweeb most of the time. But jealous of the thing that is probably his biggest pet peeve. I might call her Crazy, and I believe she is, but at least it's obvious that Mrs. Benson cares about her son. Maybe a little too much.

By this time we've completed our walk and Carly is opening the door to our favorite hangout. "I still don't get it," I say after we've ordered and sat down at our favorite triangular table.

"Sam, they're jealous of you because you're dating Freddie," Carly sighs, sounding exasperated, although I can't imagine why.

"Why would they be jealous of that?" I wonder aloud, though inside I am starting to see what Carly's talking about.

"Well, you might not have realized it, but Freddie's pretty much the best boyfriend ever," Carly explains, "He puts up with all your name-calling and teasing, he brings you gifts you actually like, he buys everything for you, and it doesn't hurt that he's grown about a foot, and been secretly working out to win that stupid yearbook category,"

"So, they think Freddie's a catch?" I ask.

"Isn't he?" Carly retorts with a sly grin.

"Of course he is," I answer with a grin of my own, "But don't tell him that,"

"Don't tell who what?" Freddie asks as he approaches our table. My back had been facing the door so I hadn't seen him enter.

"Don't tell Spencer that the TV remote is broken, he'll try to fix it and just end up setting it on fire," I lied smoothly.

"Ah, good plan," Freddie grins, sitting down beside me, and reaching into his backpack for something.

"Yeah, I'll just buy one of those universal remotes," Carly says, "Do you know where I can get one Freddie?"

"Don't worry about it Carly, I'll get one for you, no problem," Freddie reassures her, and places something wrapped in front of me.

I poke at it cautiously, "What is it?"

Freddie laughs, "Food,"

That's all I really needed to hear, so I rip into the package with surprising carefuless, to reveal a delicious smelling sandwhich. I lift the sandwhich taking a bite and enjoying the mixture of white bread, bacon, ham, and something which I can't name but makes it's already good taste much better.

"This is fantastic, Freddifer," I say through another large bite, "Where'd you get it?"

Freddie shields his face with a napkin before answering, "Shop I passed on my way to the PearStore, glad you like it,"

"You know what?" I say after a large swallow, "The girls at school have every right to be jealous,"

Carly bursts out laughing as Freddie asksm "What girls? And why are they jealous?"

I crumple up the wrappings that the sandwhich had come in, and root through Carly's purse for a piece of gum, which I pop into my mouth, "The girls at school are jealous because you are officially the best boyfriend ever," I lean over and kiss Freddie quickly, and when I pull away he's smiling from ear to ear.

"Well, I try," he says with a little bit of a smirk that makes me want to hit him.


AN: Please note that Sam's thoughts are hers and not mine, I happen to think Sam is way more awesome than Carly. And awwww, Freddie is the best. R&R!