Chapter 8

"Sam? What is your problem? Why did you have to go and ruin our episode?" Carly yelled at Sam.

"Because! I just wanted to know what our viewers at home thought, and then you came in and started screaming at me because Jake gave me his phone number and not you." Sam said, smirking at the end of the sentence.

"Sam! That's not it! I wanted to tell you that I think Jake is playing us! He gave me his number yesterday at the convention!" Carly said, feeling mad and sad at the same time. Her and Sam had never fought like this before.

"Carly… oh gosh… I don't want him to be playing us! I'm sorry I just got really excited. So, can we just forget that ever happened?" Sam said, feeling ashamed and embarrassed.

"Yeah, sure. But we have to know if he's playing us or not. I'll call him first, and then you call him, and we'll see what he says." Carly told Sam her idea.

"Awesome. Operation 'Find out if Jake's a Player' is underway." Sam said, grinning.

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"Hello?" Jake's husky voice answered into the phone.

He answered! Carly thought happily. "Um, hello?" Carly had forgotten he was still on the other line.

"Oh. Hi Jake! It's Carly! We met at that website convention." Carly said, blabbing on and on.

"How could I forget? Hey Carly! So, what's up?" He asked her.

"Oh, nothing much…you?" Carly said. If he's not a player, I hope he asks me out! Carly hopes.

"I've been thinking about you nonstop! I need to see you again… how about we go to the movies? Please?" His voice sounded sincere enough for Carly to instantly agree.

"Sure we can go to the movies! When, and where?" Carly asked, smirking at Sam.

"Well, how about tomorrow, and I'll pick you up at 7. Is that okay with you?" Jake asked Carly.

Carly grinned. "Awesome!" She said happily.

"Well, bye." Jake said, and he hung up.

Carly grinned again. "Yes! I knew he wasn't a player!" She said excitedly.

"You don't know that yet. I still have to call him, remember?" Sam said, kind of hoping he was a player, so she could get a date too.

She dialed the numbers, and then she heard his voice.

"Hello?"

Sam couldn't breathe for a second, but regained her composure. "Hey Jake. It's Sam."

"Oh! Hey Sam! I've been thinking about you ever since I ran into you at 'The Groovy Smoothie'. What's up?" He asked her. Sam glanced at Carly. Carly had heard the whole thing, since the phone was on speaker.

"Nothing. I'm really lonely tomorrow night though." Sam pouted into the phone.

Jake groaned. "Man! I would take you out, but I've got lacrosse." Sam glanced at Carly again. She looked upset.

"Please? I won't have another free day until 2 weeks!" Sam lied.

"Well, I could probably skip lacrosse… what time are you free?" He asked not so confidently.

"7," Sam replied, wondering what he would do next.

"Well, I have to ask my dad, 'cuz he's the coach and all." Jake said. A minute later, he came back on.

"I'm so sorry Sam. He said I couldn't. Maybe in two weeks…?" He said sounding kind of relieved.

"My mom probably won't even let me in two weeks. I really wanted to go on a date with you." Sam fake pouted.

"Maybe I could fake being sick?" Jake said.

"Oh, you promise that would be okay with you?" Sam said, grinning.

"Sure I guess." Jake mumbled.

"Thanks Jake! Bye." Sam said, and she hung up.

"Now," She said. "We just have to wait for date night to show up."