Chapter 2.

(Sam's POV)

The next day of school was even worse than yesterday. A lot of people didn't even show up to school because of that girl's death. In Study Hall, she was the only conversation that people were talking about. I found out that her name was Emily, she was in eighth grade, and she was a straight-A student.

"This is just so sad." Carly said as we were the first ones at our lunch table to sit down. Freddie and Gibby were still in line to get their food. "That Emily girl had her whole life ahead of her."

"You know, I'm really starting to get sick of hearing about this girl everywhere I go." I said. "I feel bad and all, but I seriously have no connection to this girl what-so-ever so I don't care to talk about it."

It's not that I didn't care to talk about it, it's that I wish I didn't care to talk about it. The whole thing has me a bit freaked out and hearing about it all day isn't helping me, either.

Telling Carly will only make her bug me to talk about it more and telling Freddie will only make him act like he's overprotective of me, like last night's text message.

"Wow, Sam. I didn't know you were that heartless." Carly said.

"I'm not heartless. I just want to talk about something else, okay?"

"Alright. So are you going to Stacy's Halloween party in two weeks?" Carly asked.

"Shoosh yeah, I am! Mama likes to party."

"What about Freddie?"

"Eh, his mom has his on lockdown because of that girl's death. He isn't allowed to go anywhere without her taking him or picking him up. I doubt he wants his mom to take him and pick him up at a teenage party and I doubt his mom would even allow him to go." I sighed. "So unless he sneaks out, no party for him."

"That sucks."

Just then, Freddie sat down next to me, put his arm around my shoulder, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Gibby sat down next to Carly.

"Whatcha ladies talking about?" Gibby asked.

"The Halloween party at Stacy's coming up. You going?" Carly asked.

"Fosho! Gibby's always ready to party!"

"Oh, Gibby." I muttered to myself. "What about you, handsome? You going?" I asked Freddie.

"You really think my mom's gonna let me go to a party?"

"No, but there's this thing called 'sneaking out'." I said.

"I'll think about it."

"Do we have to dress up in costumes?" Gibby asked.

"I don't know, but I am." Carly answered.

"What about you?" Freddie asked me. "Are you gonna dress up in a costume?"

"That stuff's for kids. And Carly and Gibby."

"I think you'd look cute in a costume." Freddie smiled at me.

"No chance, Freddie." I thought about it for a minute. "You really think I'll look cute?"

"I think you always look cute. You know, when you're not hurting someone."

"Oooh, baby!" I gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Okay, okay. Let's calm down on the PDA, alright children?" Carly asked with a chuckle.

"Oh, Carly. You're so prude." I said.

"You're not going."

"But why not? I already bought my costume and told Stacy I was going!"

"Because there is a serial killer on the loose!"

"There's no serial killer on the loose! And Sam's going with me. No serial killer would ever think about messing with Sam Puckett!"

"You're not going, Carly, and that's final."

Sitting on the couch while watching Spencer and Carly argue isn't as fun as you think it is.

"Come on, Spence. Just let her go." I said.

"My baby sister is not going out to a party with a serial killer running around Seattle!" Spencer shouted.

"There's no serial killer!" Carly and I shouted simeltaneously. I don't know if Carly honestly believes there's no serial killer or if she's just saying it so she can go to the Halloween party.

"You teenagers are so immature." Spencer said, crossing his arms.

"Says the man who wears duck pajamas and hangs out with no one his own age." Carly said.

"I don't wanna hear it!" Spencer covered his ears and run off to his bedroom.

"That was weird." I said. Carly slumped down on the couch next to me.

"So now what?" Carly asked.

"I guess just sneak out." I suggested. "It's not like we haven't done it before."

"Yeah, but Spencer caught us." Carly said. "I would notice if I snuck out on Halloween."

"Well, what does Spencer usually do on Halloween?" I asked.

"What he usually does every day, except for passing out candy to children."

"Okay, then how about we convince Spencer to go hang out with Socko or something that night." I said.

"No. He'll know I'm just trying to sneak out."

"So tell him next week, you know, when he forgets about this whole thing."

"Maybe it'll work."

"It'll definitely work, kid." I said.

"Is Freddie sneaking out?"

"He says he'll think about it but I know him. He'll wait until the last moment to make some excuse to get out of it." I said.

"I bet if you give him some of that Sam Puckett charm, he'll do it." Carly teased. "That boy does whatever you want him to do."

"That is so... true." I chuckled. Just then, Carly's apartment door opened and Freddie entered, closing the door behind him.

"Hola, amigas." He greeted.

"And speak of the devil." Carly said.

"Oh, we're talking about Sam?" Freddie teased.

"Very funny." I said sarcastically, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"So what were you guys talking about?" Freddie asked.

"Spencer won't allow Carly to go to the Halloween party because of that girl who died." I explained.

"Well, I don't blame him." Freddie said. "At least he isn't keeping you on lockdown like my mom is to me. Do you know how hard it was to convince my mom to allow me just to come here?"

"That's why you guys are going to have to sneak out to the Halloween party." I said.

"I don't know about that, Sam." Freddie said. "I just don't want to risk getting caught by my mom."

"That's what I said to her about sneaking out." Carly added. "I don't want to risk Spencer catching me."

"You guys, it'll be fine. I'm an expert at this. We just have to distract the adults that night so we can leave." I said.

"I still don't know." Freddie said. I gave him another kiss on the cheek.

"Please?" I asked, pouting a little bit.

"Ugh, fine. I'll sneak out." Freddie said, rolling his eyes.

"Told ya!" Carly said to me.

"Told ya what?" Freddie asked.

"Nothing." I said. "What about you, Carls? You in?"

"Fine!" Carly said, waving her hands in the air. "Score one for peer pressure."

A/N: Here's the second chapter (: Sorry it's been a while since I've updated this story. And sorry this is a little boring. It'll get better, I promise!

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