Hey peeps, (see how I just know you won't care that I call you peeps!) this is my longest chapter ever, I'm quite chuffed with myself and yes I said chuffed, it's a cool word okay? YEAH. Well I have tried to incorporate some of your ideas in this chap and I hope you like it.
And… this was such a quick update, you should be proud of me *feeling good about self*
So yeah, read!
DAY TWO: Tuesday
Freddie's POV
Okay so I made it through one day already, only… 6 more days to go. It's being a little tougher than I originally thought. Girls are strange like I mean strange in the way they think. Either that or it's just my friends who a weird.
Don't understand? Okay well it might make sense when I tell you about yesterday afternoon in the mall…
~Flashback~
"I'm hungry!" Sam whined as we headed into the mall
"Of course you are, when are you not hungry?" I chuckled (that's right, I wrote chuckled) as she rolled her eyes at me.
"Well how about we go to the food court first, get you a pretzel, or ten. Then we can play 'spot the boy!'" Carly said all chirpy as usual, when is there a time when she is not happy?
WAIT?
"Um question…" both girls turn to me, 'what is 'spot the boy?'"
They look at me and giggle as I stood there still not receiving an answer.
"You'll see, come along now" they said mysteriously in unison.
So I followed trying to figure out what they were talking about.
After we got Sam her food, we went and found a table in the food court and sat down, the girls made me sit in between them so they could explain what was going on.
"Well, whenever we go to the mall -without you- we play this game…" Started Carly,
"What we do is look around the food court and try and spot the cutest boy." Sam continued.
"Once we find a boy each, the one who finds the best looking boy gets a point"
I think I see where this is going…
"After ten or so rounds, the loser (with the least points) has to go talk to the boy of the 'winners' choosing"
I start to talk slowly, trying to understand the rules of the game "so… this is your way, of helping each other pick up guys?"
"Yeah"
"Pretty much"
"And once you have spotted a , 'cute', boy each, how do you decide who gets the point?"
They both turn to face me and look at me with a 'what are you talking about' face. I turn my head side to side to look at each of them, they both still stare at me until Carly speaks up.
"It's pretty obvious which boy is cuter"
Oh well obviously!
"But today, you can be the judge" Sam smirked
"What? No, no, no, I can't do that… I'm a guy. That makes me impartial to the game.
"Good idea Sam. Freddie just do it, it's a fun game. And GO!"
We spend about an hour and a half playing this game which was filled with
"Which one Freddie"
"I don't know, why are you asking me?"
"Cos you're the judge, duh" - that one earned me a punch in the arm
"Okay then, that one…"
"Really? Are you kidding me, the other one is way cuter!"
"Well I don't look at guys that way, I'd be a lot better if we were spotting cute girls."
"No you wouldn't!"
*sigh*
~End of Flashback~
Now it's heading to the end of the day and we all thought it would be good to go to the groovy smoothie before we start iCarly. When we were sitting at our usual spot, I had to ask.
"So do you play your little boy spotting game here?"
Straight away Carly started choking on her smoothie, then bursted out a loud
"NO!, why would you say such a thing?"
"I don't know, why is such a problem?"
"Because" Sam interjected "we know too many people here, it would be weird"
"Oh okay then"…
We were about to do the last segment for iCarly when out of the blue, we weren't doing it anymore. Carly stepped forward in front of the camera.
"Okay fans of earth… we have a little announcement for you all"
Wait what is she talking about?
"You know how Sam and Freddie often have bets, well I'm in this one too which is exciting and I thought you would all like to hear it"
"Carly they don't need to-"
"Quiet Fredwad!" Sam took the camera out of my hands and pointed it at me.
"Freddie" Carly continued "has told us that he feels 'out of the loop' when it comes to Sam and my conversations, if you know what I mean girls… well we bet him that he couldn't last a week. Tell us what you think, will he win or lose?"
Sam turned the camera to herself "and good night!"
I turned off the equipment and sat down on the beanbag next the Gibby who was laughing at me.
"What?"
"You are not gonna last" he shook his head and left waving goodbye to the girls.
I can do this…
I can do this.?.
Can I do this?
I decided to walk over to my laptop and saw that there were already tons of comments from our show, I was about to tell Sam and Carly but they were already downstairs getting ready for our weekly spaghetti tacos. I started reading through them…
Don't even bother Freddie, you won't win this bet. You have no idea
This will be harder for him than he thinks
Just back out now Freddie! You don't want to know what goes on in the female brain
Good for you Fredman, I'm rooting for you!
Well that one was a good at least I have one fan on my side
There weren't many comments in my favour so I decided that it would be better for me to close my laptop and gat some tacos.
Two days down…
Five to go
Well how was that, I won't know if you don't tell me so REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!
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