Direction

"Okay, it says we're supposed to go left at that-Sam! No! I said left!"

"This way's quicker," Sam told Freddie as she did a u-turn.

"How do you know?"

"Relax, I know where I'm going," Sam said. "And unlike those crummy directions you downloaded, I won't take ten years to get there."

"Sam, I really think we should just stick to the directions," Freddie said. "Carly will kill us if we're late for her dad's coming home surprise party."

"We'll get there, calm down," Sam said.

"This doesn't look like the city Carly described," Freddie sighed.

"If you do not shut up, I'm going to hit you so hard that-"

"Sam!" Freddie exclaimed, jolting upright in his seat. "This is Canada!"

The couple stared at the large sign that welcomed drivers into Canada.

"Oh," Sam mumbled.

"Great," Freddie said. "The party starts in twenty minutes and we're three hours away!"

"Let me call Carly and tell her we'll be late," Sam said, grabbing her phone from her bag. She tried to dial Carly's number, but her screen went black. "Um, my battery just died…"

"Oh, no big deal, let me just call Carly on my phone. Oh, wait," he said sarcastically. "I can't, because somebody super glued it to a ceiling fan. You know Sam, having you for a girlfriend really gets my blood pressure into the danger zone!"

"Maybe that's because you overreact about everything!"

"Overreact? When somebody walks into a room to find their girlfriend trying to train a coyote to fetch, they typically react badly!"

"What about the time that you nearly had a heart attack because we were five minutes late to see the new Galaxy Wars movie?"

"You knew how badly I wanted to see that movie! You made us late on purpose!"

"So what, you think I just plan to sabotage you? Is that it?" Sam yelled.

"Seems like it!" Freddie retorted.

Sam blinked, and then turned her head away towards the window.

"Sam," Freddie sighed, instantly feeling bad about what he just said. "Come on, baby, I didn't mean that."

Sam didn't respond.

"Sam," Freddie tried again, placing his hand on her shoulder, but she shook it off.

"I'm sorry I said that," Freddie said sincerely. "I was just frustrated."

Sam still didn't respond.

"I know you don't plan to sabotage me," Freddie continued. "In fact, you never do. You're a wonderful girlfriend, Sam. Like, remember that time you stayed up all night with me working on that app to submit to the Pear Company? Or that time you punched that guy in the stomach for keying my car? Or what about that time you gave up going to that ham eating contest where you could've won a lifetime supply of free meat to stay with me in the hospital after I got my appendix taken out?"

Sam slowly looked at Freddie. "You mean that?"

"Absolutely," Freddie nodded. "Sure, you make life a little…interesting at times, but I wouldn't trade that for anything."