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"KISS, KISS, KISS!" they all chanted.
Yes, I know you're all wondering, "what does Sam think?" Well I will tell you:
Sam choked on her food from laughter. That's what happened when she saw.
"What does Freddie think?" you ask?
Freddie is thinking that this is a dream come true. He is so incredibly elated at the thought of kissing Carly that he can't even think straight!
Carly is left thinking Oh…… my…… god……
So then they kiss. Just a quick peck. No tongue or arm movement. Just fast. Over in two seconds.
"PUKE, PUKE, PUKE!" Sam yelled from the kitchen.
Everyone in the room laughed. Freddie had a very hurt look on his face, but that soon disappeared as he remembered that he had just kissed Carly. Carly, seeing the look on his face, dragged him up the stairs as everyone else's attention was turned elsewhere.
"OUCH! Why are you dragging me up here?" Freddie asked.
"Because I need to talk to you seriously for a minute."
"o..kay…"
"You shouldn't keep chasing after me, Freddie."
"Why?"
"Because! You should be going after….someone else…"
"And…who would that be?"
"Are you really that blind? Can't you see it?"
"See what?"
"SAM!"
"SAM? You think I should be with…SAM?"
"Yes! Everyone else thinks so too! You should hear what people say at school."
"People say things at school?!"
"Yes. Look Freddie, just hear me out."
"Fine. But I mean, Sam hates me. I don't get it."
"Don't you ever wonder why Sam teases you? You even said yourself once that its because she has a crush on you."
"Well, yeah. But she denied it."
"Yeah, because she doesn't realize that you two are perfect together! Once I talk to her, she'll realize how much she likes you."
"How can you be sure that she doesn't actually hate me?"
"Because she wouldn't tolerate you at all if she actually hated you. I mean, her favorite activity is to harass you!"
"It does make sense, but.."
"But what?"
"I don't like HER Carly. I like you."
"Really?" Carly said sarcastically.
"Really."
"Did you feel ANYTHING when we kissed?"
"Well, ye- ……" He stopped, deep in thought.
"Well?"
"No."
"Good. Do you see now?"
"I think I'm starting to."
"The thing is Freddie, we're too perfect. Face it."
"Wow...Listen, Carly, this is a lot to think about."
"Well at least you're finally thinking. I'll leave you alone now."
As Carly returned downstairs, she immediately found Sam, who was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs.
"What happened? Tell me everything!" Sam said.
"I need to talk to you," she responded. She grabbed Sam by the hair and dragged her out into the hallway.
"Was there a need to pull me by my hair?"
"No, its just funny."'
"Whaddya want?"
"I wanna talk to you about Freddie."
"Why, did you puke on him?" she asked eagerly.
"No."
"So do you like LIKE him now?"
"No, Sam."
"Well then WHY are we out here?"
"Because, Sam. Urgh! My friends are so stupid!"
"Will you just spit it out already?"
"YOU like Freddie!"
"Say what?"
"C'mon Sam. Think about it."
"I'm thinking, and guess what? I still hate Freddie."
"Fine. Just answer one question for me."
"Okay. Shoot."
"Would you ever let any REAL harm come to Freddie?"
"Well, no."
"And why not?"
"Because…I-I"
"Because you really do care about him?"
"Well, I-I guess."
"So then why do you make fun of him all the time if you really care about him?"
"Well….I….."
"Is it not because you actually really like him, but you're scared about what Freddie would think because he likes me so much?"
"uhhh…"
"C'mon. Follow me." And with that, Carly grabbed Sam by the hand and pulled her up the stairs to the studio, where Freddie was slouched over in a beanbag. His head was in his hands. He looked up to find Sam being shoved through the door, as Carly locked it behind her.
Yay!! Sorry that took so long. More later this week. Thanks!