Carly's POV
I shrieked and ran off, stuffing the camcorder into my pocket. Ok, so following Sam … not my best idea. Spencer said so, too. But I just had to film their second kiss for my new website. It's a Seddie fan club. Seddie's the couple name I gave them, by the way.
"Carly Shay, when I get my hands on you …"The end of her sentence was cut off by my scream. Sam may be my best friend, but she scares me.
Spencer opened the apartment door, holding a baseball bat, "What happened. Why'd you scream?"
I pushed him inside and locked the door just as Sam and Freddie came round the corner.
"Carly!" Sam yelled.
Spencer smirked and opened his mouth to speak.
"Not. A. Word!" I hissed.
Sam's POV
Oh God. Oh god! What have I done!? I kissed Freddie! Oh god!
"Carly!" I yelled again, banging my fist against the door. Freddie was sitting in the hallway, head in his hands, "Help me!" I cried.
He sighed and slipped a key out of his pocket. He handed it to me.
"You had a key!?"
He rolled his eyes and said nothing. I put the key in the lock and pushed the door open. "Carly!" I yelled, looking around. I smirked as I saw Carly duck down behind Spencer's latest sculpture (a giant baby head, in case you were wondering. … don't ask. Just … don't!).
I walked slowly over to her, "I. See. You!"
She gulped and glanced at the door. Freddie was blocking it. Huh, the nub does have some sense.
Ok, so Sam's mad at Carly. And she's terribly confused. What has she done!? Carly's scared and probably about to be killed by her best friend. And Freddie's so confused he's actually upset!