"You're in a band?"
I flinched at the sound of Sam practically screeching at me in that question.
"Um...Yeah..." I said quietly. I stared at the guys who were currently helping Matt re-screw his drums together. They shrugged, went back to what they were doing.
"Why didn't you tell me? Or Carly?" She came towards me, to stand about a foot in front of me.
"Because you wouldn't believe me, so I showed you." I flinched waiting for some kind of pain coming. But it didn't.
"What happened to 'no secrets'?" She looked hurt and scared. I softened my stare at her. I had finally grown taller than her, not like back when we were 13 were I came up to just a few inches short to both Carly and Sam. Now I stood a good head taller than her, while she looked down, with her golden tresses falling in her face. I always had an extra sense when it came to Sam, I always kind of knew what to expect, but during the last year when I was falling for her, I tend to stare at her secretly and this extra sense seemed to start to falter much to my dismay. This was one of my moments where my very necessary extra sense failed me. Sam pounced at me, causing me to trip over the many cords all over the place to connect everything, also causing some amps. to fall.
"Hey!" Chad said, quickly going to the amp. and lifting it with a soft grunt.
"What did happened to 'no secrets'!" She yelled at me, getting up, and placing her foot against my chest. I groaned. "Don't give me, that crap were we wouldn't believe you, we would eventually."
"That helps really." I said, heaving my chest up, but Sam's foot didn't budge off of my chest.
"Tell me!" She yelled.
"Thanks for helping guys!" I said, sarcastically, navigating how to put my head to look for my so called buddies that will help me out of anything.
"You're on your own." I heard Matt say, I turned to see them all sitting on the couch. I glared, they looked at me, their eyes saying 'Not Our Problem.' They seemed to be enjoying this.
"Tell me! The truth!" Sam yelled, putting more pressure against my chest. I exhaled, well, the best I could with her foot against my chest.
"You remember six months ago?" I asked,
"When you got your drivers license?" She asked back.
"No-Well yes, but that has nothing to do with story. I came in to Carly's place, you were eating, Carly was making her special lemonade, and Spencer was making that big T.V. for a local channel? Remember?" I asked.
" When you showed us your driving license!" She yelled. I sighed.
"Well, after I showed you guys, but couldn't drive you guys around, you guys decided to completely ignore me and into your own conversation. Then, you popped up off the couch saying "Oh My God! He's is so hot!' Then I asked who was 'so hot', you said Dylan Kelp, a tall, muscly, ten times cooler than me guy, you also said, 'Carly likely him, not you.' After that I left and slammed the door shut."
"Oh! Yeah, so? What does he have to with it?" Sam asked.
"Dylan Kelp hates us." I heard Chad say.
"Hate is a understatement. He despises us, like Hitler and the Jews." Aiden said.
"No, I don't think he'll start a genocide just to get rid of us. You idiot." Matt said.
"The Nazi Party and the Holocaust have nothing in common with us either. Why would you bring that up?" Monte said.
"I was was using a simile. Hitler despised Jews. Dylan despises us." Aiden retorts.
"Then that's a horrible simile." Matt said.
"Point is, Dylan despises us." I said, rolling my eyes at my friends.
"Why?" Sam asked, finally getting her foot off my chest.
"Probably because Ry-Ry wouldn't join his band, he needed a lead singer, Ry-Ry didn't want to, plus we kind of showed him up at a battle of the bands at Juno." Chad said. I stood up off the ground during his little explanation.
"And?"
"Dylan's dating Carly. Every girl he dates turns into a...well, a bitch. Didn't you notice how she wouldn't even look at us during lunch today?" I said. Her shoulders sagged at bit, realization hit her.
"Yeah...Yeah, she didn't." Sam said.
"Well, it's just a matter of time before something happens between Ry-Ry and Dylan, and Carly would take his side, You would take our side, you guys would fight, and Freddie didn't want you guys to fight again." Chad said.
"Therefore, causing him not to tell you guys, plus he was kind of scared you guys would judge him." Monte said.
"You didn't want us to fight again?" Sam asked me, I blushed slightly.
"Yeah...it was a living hell when you guys did. You guys even fought who would be able to use me." I chuckled dryly at the last part.
"I guess you didn't keep it a secret for selfishness, I give you that one." Sam said, I took a deep breath of relief."But, we have to tell Carly!"I hung my head.
"I'll tell her when it's time." I said.
"When is that?" Sam asked me.
"When Dylan dumps her." I said, I know I know that was harsh, but Dylan is always the dumper in the first place.
"Whoa! What make you think Dylan is gonna do the dumping?" She looks at me like I'm crazy.
"Moving on, I think it's time for you to go to Carly's place isn't it? She must be wondering where you are." I said quickly,
"No! Answer my question." This time I didn't let my guard down, so before she could tackle me again, I picked her up, and slung her over my shoulder, my left arm around her waist to keep her from falling off.
"Whoa! Put me down Freddiffer!" She started pounding against my shoulder blades, her feet kicking me at my hip. She kept on whining for me to put her down. I put her again in the passenger side.
"Put on your seat belt." I said before closing the car door. I went to the drivers side, opened the door, and Sam was in my place.
"Sam. Move." I said, I was trying to lower my voice a few octaves like Chad does when he's mad.
"Nope. I'm driving!" She smiles proudly. I sigh, moving my neck, the bones making slight popping sounds.
"You don't have a license." I said.
"So? What are you gonna do?" I sigh again, I get it now. Sam feels like her pride was taken away because of what I did, she always prided herself on the face that she can beat me up, and I just picked her up, her pride was damaged. Ha. Payback's a bitch. I pick her up once again, for someone that eats a lot she's not heavy at all. I take her back to the passenger side, this time, I put her seat belt on for her. I run back to the driver's side and hop in. I close the door, put on my seat belt, and drive away. During the drive I looked over at Sam. She was looking dejectedly outside the window.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"If you could always pick me up, then why would you let me beat you up?" Sam asked.
"Sam, if I didn't let you beat me up, I couldn't look at you at the same way." I said, the Seattle lights surrounding the car.
"What way do you look at me?" Sam asked. I froze, I couldn't tell her here, not now! I was kind of thinking that I'd tell her at the fire escape where we kissed, not in a truck!
"Um...Well, uh...you see...how could I put this? Your the girl that isn't afraid to pick up a worm, or get covered in car grease, or beat up two Japanese guards, but can still clean up and look good for the guy you like. That's what I like about you, you're not afraid to be yourself in front guys, that's what guys like." I said, I looked over at Sam for a second. She looked like her mind was at peace.
"What's your favorite thing about me?" Sam asked.
"Uh...Why do you need to know that?" I asked, kind of nervously.
"Just answer it." She said.
"Okay...it's probably your smile, I always liked it when you smile." I said, I heard a chuckle come from her.
"Thanks, I guess I needed to hear a compliment." Sam said, I smiled. "I would think you would like Carly's smile."
"No. I don't like Carly's smile." I said, it kind of looks forced from time to time.
"Really? Then what do you like about her?" Sam asked.
"Hmm...Probably the fact that she shows A LOT of her curves." I smirked.
"Dude! That was so guyish." Sam said, laughing. She pushed me slightly. I smiled. "That's it? I thought you liked her because of her personality. Doesn't that make sense?"
"Yeah. Me and Carly do make sense, but I don't want to be in a couple that 'makes sense' I want to be in a couple that just happens. You know?" I said.
"Yeah. I do." I parked in the Bushwell Plaza parking lot. Sam went straight to Carly's, while I went back to my place. But before she entered Carly's I said;
"Sam, this is our secret, 'Kay?"
"'Kay." She said before entering.
That's that! Some serious talk went on in that truck! In the next chapters some serious DRAMA is gonna happen! Involving; Friendships, Gigs, Fights, Rumors, Song Stealing, A Bad-Boy Cousin, A Life-Changing Phone Call, Slamming Doors, Kissing, New Relationships, Cheating, Parties, and of course Red Hair Dye. How many of you are confused? Ha! I can't wait! :)