Chapter 11

After Sam had left that evening, Carly gave Danny a call to tell him about the stipulation that Sam made if she were to go with them on Sunday.

Unfortunately, Danny didn't have a picture of David, so he had to call his friend to make arrangements to get the picture. The soonest Danny could get it was Thursday night. So he asked his folks to drive him down to Olympia. But then, he forgot to bring it to school on Friday. So, before he went out with his friends that evening, Danny came by the Shay's, and dropped it off with Spencer, because Carly and her friends were busy with iCarly.

After the webcast was over, the girls came down for snacks, while Freddie was busy cleaning up and putting away his equipment. While Sam headed to the fridge, Spencer called Carly into the other side of the kitchen where he was working on his pumpkin sculpture, and handed her the picture of David that Danny had dropped off.

"Oh Sam," Carly called to her friend, "I have something for you."

Sam looked back at her friend from out of the fridge, "You made a cake?" She asked hopingly.

Carly smiled, "No, better than that," she smirked as she joined her friend by the fridge, "a picture of your date on Sunday."

Sam frowned, "Darn," she muttered, and stuck her head back in the fridge.

"Aw, c'mon Sam," she said anxiously, "just take a look at him."

Sam grabbed a bowl of mixed fruit, and shut the refrigerator. She rolled her eyes at her friend as she walked into the living room with the food. "Bring the picture in here, and I'll take a look at the boy," she sighed.

Carly came into the living room and handed Sam the picture.

Sam took it, and looked at the image. Her eyes widened, "Wow," she said, "he is actually cute."

"So you'll double date with us Sunday?" Carly asked.

Sam winced, "I don't know. Are you sure he really wants to date me?"

"Yes!" Carly exclaimed. "He's coming up from Olympia only to see you."

"I haven't been on a date-date before," Sam said embarrassingly, "what am I going to wear?"

"It's just a casual date," Carly smiled, "wear whatever you want. Be yourself."

Sam sighed. "I'll think about it tomorrow…" She started.

"…and you'll be here at 11 am Sunday morning." Carly finished.

Sam shook her head, "Fine, but now I'm going home." She said as she went to grab her jacket by the door.

"You're not spending the night?" Carly asked surprised, "It's Friday night."

"I know," Sam answered, "But my mom is actually home right now, and has no place to go this weekend, or nothing to do. She is actually gonna spend time with me this weekend."

Carly's eyes widened, "Gee that's great, Sam," she said somewhat excited, "do you think she'll let you go out on Sunday?"

"I'm sure it won't matter," Sam answered without really thinking about it, "she probably won't even realize I'm gone. Anyway, I got's to go." Sam headed out the front door.

Carly walked back towards the couch to grab the empty fruit bowl. "My, that girl can eat fruit," she said to no one in particular. Spencer was too focused on his pumpkin sculpture to listen to anything being said within a few feet from him.

She had just gotten the bowl washed and put away, when Freddie came downstairs. "Oh," she said startled, "I guess I forgot you were still here."

"Sorry I scared you," he replied, "I was doing more of a maintenance night with the equipment. I wanted to make sure everything was cleaned and running well." He walked over by the door to grab his backpack so he could go home across the hall.

"You're heading out?" Carly asked as she joined him by the front door.

"Yeah," he answered, "gonna spend the whole day with Jeremy and Gibby hanging out throughout town." Freddie started looking around the room. "Where's Sam?"

"She actually went home, and on a Friday night." She answered impressively.

"Whoa," Freddie said, his eyes wide, "that's amazing. Well, I'll see you later." He walked out the door, and crossed the hall to his apartment.

"Have a good weekend if I don't see you." She called out to him. She shut the door, and ran upstairs to get ready for bed. She had a long weekend ahead of her.

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Carly did have a wonderful time with Danny on Saturday night. He did take her to Jaffe' Restaurant and had a nice romantic dinner. Then, he took her to the movies to see a girl flick. Finally, he took her to an ice cream parlor for a little dessert. It was a nice way to celebrate a one month anniversary. He even gave her a card, and flowers.

Carly spent much of Sunday morning calling Sam, and begging her to join her, Danny, and David for the day. She wasn't sure if her friend was going to show, but finally Sam arrived at the Shay's.

The double date went very well. Sam and David hit off real well, and actually enjoyed each other's company. They went for a long walk through the park, ate at McDaniel's, did some goofy golfing, and went to the bowling alley. Sam hadn't looked so happy, or looked as though she was enjoying herself in a long time. She and David did get a few times alone together. They were holding hands much of the day, and joking around with each other, and playing pranks on one another.

All in all, it was a very good weekend.

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Freddie was walking over to Sam's apartment. It was approaching noon on this very nice Sunday afternoon. Temps were near the 70's, and it was sunny. He was looking forward to getting their homework done quickly so maybe they could take in the outside.

They had agreed to alternate locations on the weekends to study. This weekend was at Sam's apartment. When they met over here two weeks ago, Sam had said the best time to study would be around lunch time. And it worked very well that day.

Freddie had reached the front door to Sam's place, and rang the doorbell. He looked around up and down the sidewalk and watched the many people making their way through city on this gorgeous day. Freddie just assumed stay outside as well.

He turned back to the door. Nobody had answered, so he rang the bell again. Finally, he heard some movement from behind the door. It opened and their stood Ms. Puckett, only it wasn't the female he was expecting.

"May I help you with something?" Ms. Puckett asked as she stared at Freddie.

"Oh, hi Ms. Puckett," he answered surprisingly, "I'm here to study with Sam."

She stared blankly at him. "You're Freddie, right?"

"Yes ma'am," he answered politely.

"Hang on," she said and went back into the apartment.

Freddie could hear her yelling for her daughter. This made him feel uncomfortable. He had only seen Ms. Puckett at the house a couple of times since he and Sam began their studies. Usually, Sam and he were alone in the apartment studying.

After a few minutes, Ms. Puckett returned to the doorway, "I guess she's not here." And with that, she shut the door.

"Guess she's not here?" Freddie muttered to himself. Boy, Sam wasn't kidding about her mom not paying any attention to what she does, he thought.

Freddie grabbed his cell phone from his pocket and called Sam. But the call went straight to the voicemail. Aw, she doesn't even have her phone on, he thought annoyed.

He didn't leave her a message. He put his phone in his pocket and began to walk back home.

I wonder where she is? He thought.

Author's Note: Oops, did somebody get left out of the loop? Many things in the next few chapters put Sam and Freddie's friendship to the test. Thanks again to all who review, I'm interested to see what everybody thinks about what's happening. – kwags74