So are you guys all wondering how Freddie will invite Sam to his concert (I don't think you are), but who cares. This is the chapter on how he will do it and how Sam will react.
Freddie's P.O.V
"I got it!" I yelled while Gibby came rushing into the room. He was holding Sir-licks-a-lot. Oh Gibby and his dogs...
"Got what?" he asked. He slowly put Sir-licks-a-lot down on the ground. He started his way going to the fence and started licking at it. Now I know why Gibby named him Sir-licks-a-lot. He licks everything he finds.
"A way to get Sam to my concert," I replied. Sir-licks-a-lot turned his head at me and started jumping on me. Aww he's so cute. Freddie snap (I was about to put snape there lol) out of it. I let him up to my nose and he started licking it. Of course...
"Cool, how?" he questioned while sitting down on the chair and picking up a platter of fruit.
"Okay so first I send her a card saying concert, at 39 square east Hollywood-" I said but Gibby interrupted me.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait," Gibby interrupted while he stood up.
"What?" I asked annoyingly. What did he have to tell me this time. Like where's your fruit? or Can I adopt another dog? Why does Gibby have to interrupt everything I say, and be soooooooooooooooo weird. What's wrong with that kid. And don't ask how I'm friends with him, cause I don't even know.
"Since she was here before, doesn't she already know the place, and she'll obviously find out your having a concert," said Gibby intelligently. I was actually really surprised on hearing this. I mean how many times do you hear Gibby sound so smart. Looks like I was wrong about him. He might be weird and abnormal (I like saying that) , but he has a good side too. I was trying to think of a answer to his question, but then I got it. I snapped my fingers loudly while pretending there was a light bulb above my head.
"Remember that house we used to live in last year?" I asked Gibby. He simply nodded, not understanding what I was going to say next. "Well what if we use that," I continued. He looked like he agreed.
"Brilliant!" he yelled.
"Thank you," I replied. He was about to leave with Sir-licks-a-lot, but then he got another question.
"Won't you need something else to give to her? like chocolate or flowers," he suggested.
"Do you want me to be cliche, but since your my best friend I'll do it," I remarked. He then left. Now it was my time to put my plan in action. Wish myself luck and don't forget the flowers," I thought to myself while I drifted off into the house, with Sir-licks-a-lot in my arms.
Sam's P.O.V
Me and Carly were both watching Girly Cow, while Spencer worked on a sculpture, that looked like a weird human leg.
"Spencer what are you doing?" I asked. I kept on eating my bacon. Spencer turned around to look at me.
"I'm making a HUGE gummy bear table," he exclaimed. Looks like I was waaaaaaaaaaay far off from a leg. Carly groaned and turned the t.v off. She walked up to the fridge to get her "special lemonade".
"Spencer can you please give up on gummy bear sculptures," Carly pleaded.
"Psht ya right... maybe," he said quickly. He dropped his hammer that he was using and went to his room. Looks like it's just me and Carly. There was an awkward silence between us. So I broke the ice.
"Well what do you want to do today?" I asked her. Carly stopped gulping her "special lemonade," and set it down on the counter.
"What do you mean," she said suspiciously.
"I don't know how to be more specific but I'll try. Do you want to do something today or go outside," I said more specifically. She still had that look on her face. I couldn't get why. I mean what's wrong about going outside and doing something.
"But won't you run into Freddie or ditch me again," she replied. Well she was right.
"True," I said.
"Oh I got to get something from our room, well see ya," she said while walking off to our room. I switched the t.v back on and watched girly cow. I decided to try Carly's "special lemonade,". So I took a glassful, but when I did I spit everything out. Carly's lemonades are horrible. I started to take a towel and wipe the spill off, but when I did the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," I yelled even though no one was in the room. I quickly opened the door, but when I did no one was there. Then I looked down to see a card and some flowers. This person had to be cliche. I slowly opened the red card and saw neatly written letters on it.
So this person wants me to go to a concert in California and they sent me flowers. Really odd... but since it's an invite I'll go. I ran to go get Carly and tell her what happened. I decided to keep the roses, even though they were girly. I wonder who gave me this?