Freddie's POV

I hope Sam's doing alright. She seemed really ill yesterday, but when I called her up this morning, she sounded much better.

Although Sam and I have been bitter enemies ever since we met, I am pretty sure that we've become really close friends by now. Ever since the -ahem- that we shared, she's became less aggressive to me. At least she doesn't torture me as much now.

If you would ask me of what I think about the 12 Days of Christmas plan that she's having, I would probably say that it's not really as intimidating as it seems. For the past few days, her little pranks on me are kinda lame. Dead scorpions? Come on, Puckett. I'm sure you can think of better things than that!

Just a few seconds ago, Carly texted me to meet her at the Groovy Smoothie's later. She said that she wanted to discuss about the next iCarly, so I agreed to it.

"Hey T-Bo," I approached the counter. "Can I have a strawberry splat?"

"Sure," he replied and turned back to the smoothie machine behind him. "That'll be five dollars."

"Five dollars?" I asked, that was a little too much for a raise in price. "But I only bought a smoothie!"

He smiled as he pulled out five onion rings from his stick. "And some onion rings."

"But I didn't say that I wanted onion rings," I replied. "I never eat onion rings, I'm allergic to them."

"But you can buy them for your girlfriend there," he pointed at a table behind me.

I laughed in disbelief. "Sam Puckett? You think that blonde headed demon is my girlfriend?"

"Isn't she?" he smirked. "You guys bicker like a squabbling couple!"

"What? No!" I yelled. "T-Bo, Sam and I are just friends."

"That's not what it looks like," he replied. "Now, go on and bring her a bag of onion rings."

I rolled my eyes as I paid T-Bo and walked away to the table.

"Hey Sam," I sat down beside her. She seemed much better today. "Where's Carly?"

"She's in the restroom," she replied. "What'cha got there?"

"Onion rings," I looked down at the bag in disgust. "You?"

She smiled as she took a bite. "Calamari. Anyway, yesterday was the last day of school before Winter Break, right?"

"Yeah, I guess," I replied. "You excited about it?"

"Of course," she smiled. "Do you know what that means?"

"No school?" I asked.

She hit my head. "No, it means that Christmas is coming soon!"

I rolled my eyes. "I knew that long ago ever since you started your 12 Days of Christmas plan! What's so good about Christmas anyway?"

"Every Christmas, my mom would go to Vegas, leaving me alone at home," she smiled. "And do you know what's the best part?"

"What?"

"I don't have to listen to her or watch her walking around the house for an entire week!" her smile becomes wider as her thoughts became wilder. "No more bikinis in the house! Wahoo!"

I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Your mom wears bikinis in the house during winter?"

"You don't know everything," she replied, munching away on her calamari rings.

"Hey guys," Carly arrived at the table. "Sorry I was late, I was caught up in a situation in the restroom."

Sam stopped munching and looked away in disgust.

"Anyway, back to the topic. Do you guys remember Emmett?" Carly asked.

"Eat Emmett eat?" Sam and I both said simultaneously.

"What's with the simultaneous talking here?" she asked.

I didn't want her to misunderstand like T-Bo, so I decided to shrug and shake it off.

"I told you those guys looked like a couple," speak of the devil. He was carrying more onion rings on the stick by now. Those things sell fast, but I'm just glad they're not on my plate.

Carly giggled. Oh no.

"It's just a misunderstanding," I frowned. "Sam and I are just friends!"

Sam remains silent, chewing on her calamari again. But what I didn't realize was that while I was trying to explain to T-Bo and Carly, she had switched our bags around so that she was holding on to the onion rings while I was holding on to the Calamari.

"Relax, Freddie," Carly said. "It's just a misunderstanding, right? They'll get over it, unless if you guys are..."

Sam and I choked on Carly's words. Why did I choke? I mean, it didn't mean anything, did it?

I grabbed my smoothie and took a sip. I looked down at what I thought were my onion rings and offered to switch the bags with Sam. Bad mistake. Really bad mistake.

When I took a bite, my face puffed up. It was red and swollen, followed by really bad coughing. I looked down at what I was holding – Onion Rings.

I threw it in the air in disgust while darting my eyes over the guilty blonde.

"PUCKETT!" I yelled, but my face was too swollen that I couldn't do much about it. "What did you do?"

"I just switched the bags of Calamari and Onion rings when you weren't looking," she simply stated, not feeling threatened by my anger at all. "But you said that you wanted to make a switch, so I just complied to your request. It's not my fault your face became all red and puffy. You should always make sure that you know what you're holding onto before you take a bite, Benson. Didn't your mommy tell you that?"

I could feel my face itching by then. Aww, man. This is going to be a long Christmas.