Chapter 4 – Spencer's Tale
Ryan and the limo would be arriving any minute now. Carly was putting the finishing touches on her makeup while Sam was showing Gibby how useful her dress could actually be at storing bacon in case she got hungry at the dance.
"Well, how do I look?" Carly asked the others.
"Whoa, momma! You are looking hot, Carls." Sam said approvingly.
They headed down to the lobby to wait for Ryan and the limo, which from Ryan's last text was going to be in about five minutes.
Spencer walked in, back from his trip to the store to get batteries for his camera. "Wow. Carly, you look amazing. Almost too amazing. Carly when a girl gets older she…" He was about to say something when Carly cut him off.
"We are not having the talk." Carly said with a grin up at her goofy big brother.
"Oh thank God." Said a relieved Spencer.
Spencer started snapping shots of the three of them. "Seems weird not having Freddie in these pics." Spencer said off-hand.
"I still wish Freddie hadn't gone to Tacoma. He shouldn't be missing his prom." Carly added.
"Tacoma? What are you talking about? Freddie didn't go with his mom to Tacoma." Spencer said.
"What do you mean, Spencer? He told us he was going to his aunt's birthday party or something like that." Carly asked.
"Well Mrs. Benson called me about six times while I was at the store. She kept reminding me to check on Freddie every few hours this weekend. I had to pretend the call was breaking up just to get her off the phone." Spencer giggled.
"Wait. So where is Freddie now?" she asked.
"In his apartment, I think." Spencer answered.
Then a loud horn was honking from outside and Gibby yelled "AHA! The limo has arrived. Shotgun!"
"Gibby, it's a limo. Why on earth would you wanna sit shotgun in a limo?" Sam said as she smacked Gibby on the back of the head.
They headed out to the limo. But as they were getting in, Carly stopped and stared up at the windows she knew to be to Freddie's room. She noticed the lights were on. Freddie was home after all.