Sam's POV:

I'm startled awake by the tail end of the announcements that the doors are being unlocked and we should all be calling our parents or making our ways home somehow. I felt myself dosing off so I moved into the bathroom since, well, you know, I would have probably gotten in trouble if they found me in Franklin's office...

(Rewind)

Great. Last night's little adventure is back in my head...

"Sam? Sam?"

That's Carly. She's looking for me. I knew I couldn't hide long in here. I jump up onto the toilet seat so she won't see my feet from looking under the door.

Too late though, her head pops up from the stall next to mine.

"Hey." Her voice is genuinely simpathetic.

But I can't look at her, so I just cross my arms and stare at the floor. "What do you want?"

"To talk, about what happened last night."

I stay quiet. I don't know what I was thinking, kissing Freddie. Ugh, just thinking about that makes me want to throw up. In fact...

I jump off the toilet just in time to turn around and let my turkey sandwich go.

"Sam!"

I'm sitting there puking over the seat when I hear Carly crawl under the door and hold back my hair.

"I wish I had brought a toothbrush..." I say regretably as I'm sitting on the curb of the school with Carly. We're now waiting for Spencer to regain his balence enough to drive us home. By the looks of it though, we'd be better off just taking the bus.

"At least I had gum. Are you feeling better?" she asks.

"No." I don't. I kissed Fredward. And threw up.

We sit there for a couple minutes in silence just looking at the cloudy Seattle sky. We've got a blanket wrapped both of us because it's so cold.

Carly breaks the silence, "I'm proud of you." She squeezes my hand and looks me in the eye.

I look at her for a second then realise I can't and look away, "For what?"

"For taking that chance that both Freddie and I were telling you to take." She has a small grin on her face from what I can see out of the corner of my eye.

I don't know how to explain it, but I feel like a wimp. My mom always said to Melonie and me that feelings are for wimps. I'm a wimp.

"What good did it do me? Now you guys are going to make me talk about it." I'm about as good at talking about feelings as I am dealing with them.

"Talking about things isn't bad."

"Yeah, yeah it let's all the bad stuff out and we all feel closer after it all! Fun!" I'm not in a good mood.

"You should come over for dinner tonight." Carly tells me.

Spencer came out then. More like stumbles. Gibby's chasing after him trying to get into a good position to catch him.

"Hey I think we're going to have to-" he falls into the grass.

"Spencer!" Carly and I both shout and run up to him.

He rolls back onto his back, "...take the bus."

Freddie's POV:

I come home and mom gives me my special antibacterial bath soap that she saves for when I spend the night at a friends house, or in this case, the school. But hey, at least she doesn't insist that she come in with me so she can make sure im using it right.

When I finish with that I take a nap. Just a couple hours so that can have some time to think about whether or not to go to Carly's place for dinner. I'm pretty sure i've decided against it though. I'm not stupid, I know she's invited Sam, and she's going to try to use her peace making powers on us. I'm sitting on my bed and my mom is behind me checking my head for lice. Another one of her tratitions after i'm away for more than 10 hours. Too bad this is her 3rd time tonight.

"Mom, you checked an hour ago. I don't think it could have just came up out of nowhere. Lice doesn't work that way." I'm annoyed. But to pass the time I'm checking on things on the iCarly website.

"And when did you become an expert on lice? I'm just checking to make sure. You never know."

"Mom! You know i'm not a little kid anymore."

"That doesn't mean you can't get lice."

"I'm leaving." I throw my laptop to the side, get up and walk into the living room.

"Where do you think you're going?" she follows quickly behind me.

"I don't know, i'll be back later." I walk into the hall of the building and turn the corner.

"Remember! Stranger danger!" my mom shouts from our apartment.

"Mom!" I whine, but don't stop.

At least this way I can sort things out in MY head a little better. I look at my watch. It says 5:30. I figure I can go into the Groovy Smoothy and pass some time. I walk right up to the counter, grab a smoothie and turn around. But I stop. Sam's here. I don't sit at her table, but I sit at the one next to her's facing her.

She doesn't look up, but just stares down playing with her smoothie. It's me who's going to have to break the silence.

"So... how's your smoothie?" I ask.

"What do you want Benson?" she asks, still not looking up.

"I just wanted to talk." I say simply.

"I'm outta here." she gathers her stuff and get's up to walk away. I get up and follow her.

"Sam wait!"

"No!" she opens the door and leaves the shop. Once again, I follow her.

I do something that in any other situation I wouldn't dare. I would get punched and kicked and slapped and anything else she could think of. But I have no choice. I grab her wrist to stop her.