So here you go, next chapter. Sorry it has been a while, my Grandma passed away so I've been unable to write anything for two reasons; time and just not feeling it.
But now I have a little more free time due to school finishing for the year so I will try and update more regularly.
On with the chapter! Enjoy
DAT THREE: Wednesday
Freddie's POV
Wednesday, I'm getting there. But I'm starting to doubt myself on whether or not I can last a whole week of this. Later on last night, I looked at some more of the comments after the last show we had. And the main trend was that most people told me that I didn't know what I was getting into.
What does that mean? I don't know what I'm getting into… they're just girls, how much further can they go to win this bet?
I'm pretty sure that I've now heard it all, I mean it's been a bit uncomfortable for me… well maybe a lot but I made it through so bring it on girls!
I walk into school and head straight to my locker; everyone is looking at me funny. I hear whispering behind me and then laughter. Everyone at this school watches iCarly so they must be talking about last night's show.
I wish Carly didn't tell the whole world about our bet.
I head over to Sam and Carly where their lockers are,
"This is what happens when you tell everyone on iCarly things!" I say to her.
"Oh well"
"What?"
"I said oh well" Carly smiled at be all smug and such "It just means that you can see how many people think that you can't win this bet"
I looked over at Sam who had her head stuck in her locker, probably eating something, and then turned back to Carly "How do you know they think I can't win this?"
Sam sticks her head out of her locker and turns to me "Did you read the comments last night dipthong?"
Sigh, well they got me there
"Okay, so no one thinks I can win this. But you will see!"
And with that the bell rang. Perfect timing.
I slung my bag over my shoulder and headed straight to class.
Most of my classes today don't have either Carly or Sam in them so ill survive this school day.
I hope
We all sat in the in the iCarly studio on the bean bag chair sipping at our peppi colas when;
"CARLY!" spencer called from down stairs
"What!" She shouted back
"WHERE ARE YOU?"
"Studio!"
We looked over to the glass door to see spencer run straight into it.
Poor Spence
He stood up and opened the door,
"You know you could have done the door opening thing first spencer" exclaimed Sam stating the obvious.
"Yeah thanks for that" Spencer replied rubbing his head.
Carly stood from her bean bag "what do you want big brother?"
"Well little sis, you grandfather called and wants us to come visit him this weekend"
"Why?"
"Because it's his birthday. Weird right. I thought it was last year" I rolled my eyes
"Usually birthdays are something that occurs on a yearly basis Spencer" He looked at me funny for a second then realised his mistake "oh right"
I couldn't help but laugh…
"When are we leaving?" Spencer turned to Carly
"You're the one who told me we were going in the first place!"
"Oh, well then, I guess we will leave on Saturday around Noon" and with that he left out the door.
Carly slumped back into her bean bag chair and sighed "well that screws up without bet"
Sam patted Carly's shoulder, "we could always make Saturday at noon the end of the bet"
"But I have to pack"
I look over at Carly "it wouldn't take you more than 5 hours to pack would it" She looked at me funny in a do-I-even-have-to-answer-that? face, I keep getting that a lot lately.
"Fine what if we make it Friday at midnight?"
Carly and Sam looked at each other then turned to me
"DEAL!"
Good so now I have two days less to worry about.
I can do this…
I can do this.?.
Can I do this?
Three days down, two to go.
Let's see if I can make it!
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Till next time, I bid you adue!