Okay read my story.
oh btw to the anonymous reviewer MelJean, when I say coming to an end I mean only a few chapters left. (:
Carly
Oh no.
Poor Sam.
Why did this have to happen?
I'm sorry, I'm ... I'm probably confusing you. Let me explain.
Today was a rough day for Sam and Freddie and they had just made up and everything was happy and then T-Bo told me that Sam thought Freddie wouldn't remember anything while he had amnesia. That's the only reason she went out with him. Because she thought he was going to forget it ever happened and she could just pretend it didn't happen.
T-Bo didn't understand it. Wendy didn't understand it and neither did Matt. They didn't understand why Sam would want Freddie to forget, especially since she seemed so happy with him. But I understood completely.
Sam was curious. She's been bothered so many times about messing with Freddie because she likes him and she's trying to hide her feelings and she always denied it. Hey, don't get me wrong I believed her. In fact, I know she didn't mess with Freddie because she liked him. She messed with Freddie because it's fun. But when people say things like that to you, you wonder. Your mind wanders. You start to think of things you never imagined thinking of and you hate yourself for thinking like that. But you don't stop. Because you start to wonder if it's really all that bad? Or if it might be ... fun?
This is exactly what happened to Sam and I know just how she feels because that's how I felt when I decided to date Griffin. I'm not that kind of girl who goes for the rebel type, but I'd never dated a 'bad boy' back then. My mind? It wandered. It bothered me so much that I had to take that chance. And now ... now I kinda wish I never did.
I find no fault, in Sam wanting Freddie to forget. No fault at all.
Freddie
I'm ... confused.
Very, very, confused.
Sam, she ... she fainted. Like she literally fainted in the middle of the Groovy Smoothie and I went to help her and everyone's freaking out except for Carly. Then all of a sudden Carly calls Spencer and him, Sam and Carly are all on their way back to Bushwell Plaza and some kid named Matt and his girlfriend Wendy are shaking their heads with pitty which really pissed me off because if Sam were awake to see them she would say she doesn't want nor need their benevolence.
I'm also left alone in a smoothie bar with two kids I'm supposed to know but I don't, and a man with dreads trying to sell me pizza on a long stick.
What's going on?
Carly
Spencer carried Sam back to Bushwell Plaza and we put her in my bed until she woke up. When she did, I was afraid she was going to have amnesia too, afraid I was going to have to call on T-Bo to find out which kind. Luckily, she was just groggy from the impact of the fall.
"Carly? Why am I in your bed and not at the Groovy Smoothie? Where's Freddie? Does he remember me? He doesn't remember me does he?" I shushed her and told her not to worry about Freddie right now, just to worry about herself. For a while I just sat there next to my bed staring down at her, waiting for her to tell me everything I already knew from T-Bo. But she said she didn't feel like talking right then because her head hurt and her heart hurt even more and she just wanted me to stay there and be quiet.
Wow. She was totally having a Freddie moment.
After about 20 minutes of silence she fell asleep. That was one thing she had that Freddie didn't: A short attention span. When she fell asleep, I walked out of my room to get her a glass of water and bumped right into Freddie, who had apparently been sitting down next to the door. He looked up at me, smiled, then looked back down at his hands.
"You weren't listening were you?" I asked, not really angry or even suspicous, just curious. Freddie shook his head.
"Nahh, I was just waiting for you to come out. Plus, you guys haven't said anything for 22 minutes, so there's nothing to hear." He looked up at me and smirked and I laughed, then told him to go in and talk to her.
"Whoa ... I don't think that's such a good idea ..." he said standing up and raising both arms in surrender.
"What? Why not? She doesn't want to talk to me but she'll probably want to talk to you. She asked where you were a while ago but I told her to rest."
"Okay ... I'll talk to her." Is what Freddie said. But he didn't move for another 5 minutes. Which was when I pushed him into the room.
Hey! He needed a little help from a friend, that's all.
Freddie
When I was pushed in I contemplated what I should say to her, whether to play it cool or to act all concerned or even angry. I never came to a conclusion because she woke up at the sound of my scream from being shoved into the room, which makes perfect sense.
"Um ... Hey ... Sam ..." I said nervously. I was back to being nervous with her again. What was wrong with me? Nervousness was like, turning on and off as if there was a button on my back that an invisible and very mean person was consistently pressing.
"Hi Freddie." Apparently, I wasn't the only nervous person. She sounded like a vulnerable little girl when she greeted me. Most likely because she's not used to physically being the vulnerable one.
"Look ... Sam-"
"Freddie, wait. I really need to say some things, get them out in the open before you start, if that's okay with you." I nodded, telling her to proceed.
"Okay, so ... first off, I just want to say thanks. For everything. For giving me the best week of my life, and I've had some pretty crazy weeks. If I had to date any boy on Earth for a short amount of time, I would choose you over Zac Efron any day." I laughed at first, then I processed what she had said and looked at her. What did she mean 'a short amount of time?' Just as I was about to ask, she stopped me again.
"Yeah, I know. You don't understand what I'm saying, but. That's okay. I have another thing to tell you. Freddie, if anyone asked me two weeks ago if I would jump in front of a taco truck for you, I'd probably laugh and walk away. But now ... I think I would. Actually, I know I would. I'm like, hopelessly in love with you Freddie and that's ... that's exactly why I don't think I can ... be with you anymore."
I stopped. Stopped what you might ask? Everything. Talking. Breathing. Thinking. Subconciously making my heart beat. It all just stopped.
"But ... we just ... we just..."
"I know we did Freddie. I know. But I was kidding myself. But not anymore. I'm sorry."
"You're sorry? Is that it? You're sorry that you've put me through hell, and then you made me feel like ... like my whole world was starting to reassemble itself again, and then you rip it all away from me? Just like that? And all you can say is your sorry because you don't think it's going to work out? What about me? Don't I have a say in this?"
"Well, technically, Freddie, you don't!"
"Oh I don't? Really? Hmm, how much do you wanna bet that I do?" Sam hit her pillow and grunted in annoyance.
"Freddie, you don't understand! I'm not doing this because I don't like you anymore! I'm doing this because of you! Look, if you knew what I did then you wouldn't be mad at me-"
"See, that's where you're wrong. I do know, Sam. Spencer told me everything."
"Everything?"
"Yes, everything. About how mean to each other we always were and how when I got amnesia you thought you could like, date me and then pretend you never did? Or something stupid like that. And now you're freaking out because I'm going to remember this? You're breaking up with me because ... you know? I don't even know why you're breaking up with me!"
"I just ... I guess I'm just ... afraid?"
"Of?" Sam sighed and stared at the sealing.
"I don't know ... that you'd ... regain your memory, remember all I've done to you and realize you were stupid for ever dating me?" I laughed and approached her bedside.
"And why would you think something like that?"
"Because! If you hadn't have gotten hit by a truck and gotten freakin' amnesia? You wouldn't want me. Not at all. I was just ... afraid you would realize you made a mistake." I looked at Sam intently, studying her face. She was genuinely afraid of me getting my memory back. I sighed, and looked at my hands.
"The only mistake I've made was not making you mine sooner." She smiled up at me, her eyes glassy. I grabbed her hand, resting next to her hips in the bed, and we sat there in comfortable silence.
Sam
I guess ... I guess I'm okay with it. You know, Freddie and I continuing our relationship when he's back to normal. Both Freddie and I know I'm not going to be able to just pretend nothing happened, just like that. And Freddie knows he won't be able to pretend he doesn't love me.
Freddie is incapable of hiding his feelings for me. Can you believe it? It's crazy! I know! But it's true. And I'm ecstatic.
Freddie and Carly and Spencer are all waiting on me hand and foot for the rest of the day, and Freddie makes a joke about us switching roles (me sick in the bed, him coming every now and then to visit me). I was feeling okay later in the day, and when I finally got out of bed and started walking out, Freddie ran after me and told me he'd walk me home.
As we were walking, there was a loud banging noise from behind a building, followed by laughter and police sirens. Juvenile delinquents these days, I tell yah.
No respect at all.
Then, the next thing I know, Markus Guthrie is being handcuffed, laughing like an idiot and brought to a police car.
Markus Guthrie: Senior. Pretty smart. HOT. Had a lot going for him. Not anymore.
Both Freddie and I are walking backwards and staring at the scene that's unfolding, dumbfounded. Suddenly, I hear a bang from right next to me and see Freddie lying on the floor. Not moving. Like, at all.
Did he seriously just walk into a pole and knock himself unconscious?
He did! He really did just walk into a pole and knock himself unconscious! Idiot!
That gorgeous idiot!
I knelt down next to Freddie and tapped him frantically, half expecting him to laugh, jump up and yell gotcha. He didn't. I called his name for seconds, minutes. 3 minutes, 4 minutes. I was growing worried.
A man walked by, he had a large Slurpee in one hand and a little girls hand in the other. Without thinking, I grabbed it and splashed it on Freddie's face.
He twitched.
I slapped his cheeks back and forth (I had to do something!), and called his name repeatedly until he slowly opened his eyelids, one after the other.
"Sam? Did I just ... get hit by a taco truck?" I was bemused. I had no idea what to say. This was the big moment, apparently. I was supposed to either tell him he'd had a Nelly moment and the whole us dating thing was only just a dream and he did just get hit by a taco truck, or that me and him had been dating and not only that but we had fallen hopelessly in love with each other like a cheesy teen romance movie.
"Uhh ... You were walking me home ... and you walked into this pole." I tapped the pole and Freddie looked at me like I wasn't speaking English. Probably because I totally and completely avoided his question.
"Oh ... ? That's ... embarrassing. You're probably not going to ever let that go." This was so weird. It was like Freddie had no memory at all of what was going on. Was it possible T-Bo was wrong? Or better yet, that Amnesia for Dummies was wrong? While contemplating the answer to those questions, I still couldn't bring myself to tell him about us. Or that there wasn't an us. But based on how I was acting, number two was the most likely choice to happen.
"It's cool. It uhh, never happened." I nodded at him awkwardly and he smiled back, but almost like a confused smile. Like he was wondering why on Earth I was letting him slide.
"What's the drawback?" he asked with a smirk. I smiled at him and stood up, then reached out a helping hand.
"How about you walk me home?" He shrugged and grabbed my hand, helping himself up. After he stood up, our hands didn't disconnect for almost 15 seconds as he brushed himself off. He quickly pulled his hand away when he realized the situation at hand. I tried to conceal how hurt I was by that small gesture. Was I that repulsive that he couldn't even stand holding my hand for a quarter of a minute?
We started walking and our conversation was ... weird. It wasn't about how pretty I was or what our wedding should look like or where we should go over the summer. It was about the space-time-continuum and how lottery tickets are conspiracies and lots of smart things that nerds talk about with each other.
So I guess that's it.
I'd gotten old Freddie back.
For some reason, I'm not as happy as I thought I would be.
I'm really sorry if this was a cliff hanger, but it was getting long.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT LIKE-OMG? IT'S NOT EVEN LONG! ARE YOU SNIFFING CRACK COCAIN?
Please, please. Simmer down now. SEE WHAT HAD HAPPENED WAS: I was writing the story right? And I got this first part written, you know this part you just read, right? And then I just keep writing, writing like the mother suckin' wind, right? Then all a sudden this stuff is like, tooo longz, and you wanna know what I said? I'll tell you what I said, I says: Maybe I should just find a nice breakin' point, then cut it in half and post to next chapter.
And that's the end of my ghetto story.
Also because I was sad to see the story end so I cheated :)
Hahah. That's right. I just made you read that paragraph of nonsense for nothing ! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Hey shuttup! Reading is good for you! It makes your brain ... smarter.
Peace, love and seddie,
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WAIT OMG I ALMOST FORGOT. I have now seen. The trailer. For. iCarly. iStart A Fan War. If you haven't seen it you need to click new tab right this second and go to youtube and watch it. OHHH MYYY GAWWSSSHHHH. It was EPICSAUCE.
and then to make it better. Stacy from Zoey 101 guest stars! She still has the lisp too haha ! Also Craig from Drake and Josh (one of the two nerd guys ... the cuter one haha) So WATCH THE TRAILER. And WATCH THE EPISODE BECAUSE IT'S CRUCIAL. It's going to forshadow what's to come of the three friends relationship. Which better be effected. It better not be a pointless episode like ITHINK THEY KISSED where they pretend nothing happened and move on with their lives.
THAT'S NOT HOW LIFE WORKS DAN! IT REALLY ISN'T! IT. IS. NOT!
Okay I'm done ranting. By now you should have watched the trailer so I hope you enjoy the episode and I hope you enjoyed my storeh (:
-lols