"Okay, now she should be here in any minute..." Carly said, placing a bowl of various cheeses in the middle of the coffee table, "Remember, you promised to be on your very best behavior, Sam."
"Yeah, yeah." Sam said, propping her feet up on the table. She reached for a cube of cheese.
"Ah!" Carly cried as she swatted her hand away. Sam looked at her questionally, "Those are for Mia." Sam laughed.
"What, she's going to eat all that cheese by herself?" She asked, pointing at the mountain of cubed dairy.
"She likes cheese." Carly replied. She turned to Sam, "A lot." Sam smiled and dropped the cube that was in her hand.
"I understand where she's comin' from." She said, leaning her head back and drifted into thought.
"Like you and ham?"
"Yep." She answered, still smiling. Her feet crashed to the floor as she stepped into the kitchen, "What's she like, anyway?" She called from inside the fridge.
"Well, she's outgoing, kind of rough around the edges though, really funny..." Carly replied, mixing a drink together in a pitcher, "Slightly intimidating. But, you know, she's cool."
"I think I'm gonna like her." Sam said, pulling her head out of the refrigerator, "Eh, there's nothing good in there. You need to restock, Carls." Carly laughed to herself.
"Okay, sorry." She said, continuing mixing the drink, "I'll alert Spencer the moment I see him." She added dramatically. Sam re-entered the living room and plopped herself on the spot of the couch she was on before. As she sneakily reached for a cube of cheese, there was a knock at the door.
"Oh, Sam, that's probably Mia! Could you get the door for her?" Carly asked, juggling multiple cups of liquid, "And remember! Good behavior!" She reminded her. Sam hopped up from her position on the couch and turned the knob. Behind the door was Freddie.
"Hey, guys, what's goin-" He started and stepped into the apartment. Sam put her hand over his face and pushed him back into the hall. She slammed the door, and headed back to the couch.
"Sam!" Carly said, placing the drinks on the table, "That wasn't very good behavior."
"I have to behave right now?" Sam whined, "She's not even here yet!" Carly gave her a scolding look.
"Finnnnne." She groaned. She opened the door to find Freddie waiting.
"Why, Puckett?" Freddie asked.
"Why not, Benson?" She responded. He rolled his eyes and walked into the apartment.
"So, is Mia here yet?" He asked Carly.
"No, but she should be here soon." She said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask you if you have the English notes we took today?"
"I think I do, but I'm going to have to go check." He replied, and stepped out the door, "I'll be right back." He called from the hallway.
"So, are you excited that she's coming to visit?" Sam asked, turning towards Carly.
"I hope she would be." A voice from behind Sam said. There stood a girl with long, blonde, straight hair wearing cargo shorts and old style high top Converses.
"Oh my gosh, Mia!" Carly squealed. She ran over to the door and jumped on Mia, hugging her tightly.
"Carls! I missed you so much!" She said just as excited. She glanced over Carly's shoulder, "Oooh, cheese." She grabbed a handful of cubes and shoved them in her mouth.
"I'm Sam." Sam introduced herself, sticking out her hand. Mia grabbed it and shook hard.
"I've heard so much about you!" She managed to get out through a mouthful of cheese. Sam laughed.
"I like her." She said, smiling. Freddie stepped back into the apartment.
"Hey, Carly," He said, glancing down at his notes, "I only have the first few pages, but..." His voice trailed off as he looked up at Mia. "Um, uh..." He stuttered, "Hello." His voice cracked as he stared. He cleared his throat, flustered. Mia swallowed the last of her cheese.
"Who's the dweeb?" She asked. Sam grinned.
"I really like her." She said with a smirk.
