"I cannot believe you!" Sam was fuming, she paced the kitchen a few times before she turned to face Freddie who was sitting on the couch, an ice pack placed over the red mark that Sam had left. Freddie looked down at his feet and then grabbed his hand in Carly's, she hurriedly pulled away and he frowned. "What?" He asked.
"We are not dating!"
"But you're pregnant!" Carly sighed and sat down on the couch again, she closed her eyes for a second before saying, "Right now I just need friends to be there for me, okay?" Freddie didn't look to impressed but he nodded. "Yeah you're right, I don't want to ruin our friendship." Sam scoffed as she bit into a piece of ham. "You already screwed that one up nub." Freddie shot her a look and she stuck her tongue out back. "Listen Carls, no matter what happens with Fredward here, I will always be here for you," Sam's voice had softened and she sat down putting her arm around Carly. She then pulled a disgusted face and said "Still cannot believe you did it with him!" Freddie shot her another dirty look before saying "I'm still here you know." Sam shrugged and then turned to Carly. "Have you told Spencer yet?" She shook her head and Freddie let out a huge gasp. "What?" Carly said beginning to panic as Freddie began to hyperventilate. He turned to her and said "I have to tell my Mum." As Carly's mouth fell open, Sam began to laugh. Freddie turned to her and said "Sam this is not funny! I'm still trying to comprehend what is happening! I cannot believe this! I CAN'T tell my Mum, she'll kill me!" Those words only made Sam laugh harder until Carly stopped her, "Sam seriously! I cannot believe you're laughing at our situation! What are we going to do?" Freddie bit his lip as Sam straightened herself up and stifling a few giggles. "Okay how about this, you tell Spencer first, he'll be the less uptight one and he'll probably help, then we tell Mrs Benson with the help of Spencer, maybe it'll soften the blow." Carly looked at Freddie, but he shook his head. "Nothing is going to make my Mum less mad, she'll blow her top!"
"Who'll blow her top?" A voice rang out as the front door opened, the three teenagers turned in shock, to see Mrs Benson, standing in the doorway, a confused and angry look on her face…
A/N: OMG I've been terrible at updating any of my stories :/ But I really hope you enjoyed and I'll definitely be on more, I'll probably update about twice a week maybe. Until then adios!
-Libby x