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Chapter 3: Changes.

Freddie's POV.

After leaving Carly's I decided to went to sleep, and then when I woke up I have breakfast with my mom who was already leaving to work.

"Bye Freddie." She said after kissing my cheek and leaved.

I went to Carly's door and opened, there I saw them… Carly was as always nice dressed, combed, etcetera… the creature next to her, well, was another story… I mean, it was Sam?

She was wearing a pink blouse and a tight black skirt, black heels and jewerlly! Plate bracelets on her right, a ring with a pink heart and two black diamond shape earrings. Her hear was not anymore curly, something that I actually didn't like much, even though she looked good. She was wearing pink cheery lipstick and I could feel the smell of perfume too, but I didn't like it, it was too strong and it smelled like Carly, not her.

"So?" Carly asked as I noticed that my mouth was open with surprised.

"Today is the picture day? Or what for all the… you know… stuff?" I asked feeling nervous.

"Nope" Sam answered. "I just wanted to try something different, something more girly?" She was not completely sure about what she was saying. "You know… to look nicer…"

I bit my lip to stop me from saying something I never thought it could be possible, at least, not to Sam… 'This is ridiculous! You are already beautiful, and you know what! I prefer your hair curly…and…' I shake my head to stop the words that were popping inside my head.

"Let's go or we will be late…" I said starting walk out, I waited for an insult from Sam, any kind! But nothing happened during the entire road.

At school all the glances were for Sam, and I, strangely, felt angry about that. I though that could be only because they like her because she changed, no because of being… Sam.

The bell rang and we went to our class, Maths. I noticed Sam talking with Carly every time the teacher went out of the salon, which was often.

´I just wanted to try something different, something more girly?... You know… to look nicer…´ These words were echoing inside my head during the hole period, I didn't knew why… but I just didn't like it, and I also I felt there was a reason, a better reason, why she changed.

"So it still hurts you?" I asked as we walked to the lockers.

"Not much…" She just answered; I noticed a weird look from Carly. "Oh, um, thanks for caring Freddie." She added I stared at her confused, I tried hard to looked inside her eyes, her beautiful and devilish blue eyes… they weren't for her, they were for angels, but anyway they kind of fix her…I noticed that they were delineated.

"I not sure about it… I think you strike hard, why else you would be acting so…?" I begin.

"Girly, nice, sweet…" Jumped Carly with adjectives.

"…weird." I ended.

"Freddie! I' am sure that what you mean to said is that you' re not used to Sam acting that way, but she is pretty, right?" Just because of luck the bell rang and we all went to class. I decided to avoid the girls the rest of the day, I didn't want them to misunderstand what I would answered to the question, yes she was pretty but I didn't like it, I missed the old Sam… my Sam… I shake my head to clean those thoughts… What was happening to me?

Sam´s POV.

We didn't saw Freddie after that, he just disappeared. At lunch he went to sit with a group of friends from the AV club.

"Sam, come' on, he is just surprise… you will see that when gets used to this, he will like it… We just got to give him time…" Carly told me while we walk out, we didn't saw Freddie leaving, but he also wasn't here. "Well, let's go… today you are going to confront things…"

I arrived my house, it was all cleaned, the grass was cut, the windows withouth dust, and inside all the things were accommodated tightly.

"I' m back!" I announced.

"Oh! Sam!" Said my mom running towards me and then she hugged me. "I' am so sorry… but now things will get better, I' am sure he will like you, you already like him!" I realized that she was talking about her future husband.

"That was just what I wanted to talk about… Who is he anyway?" I asked as we both walked to the ling room.

"He is Mark Levin, I meet him at the shopping and he asked me out and…"

"I don't need details!" I interrupted her, Mark Levin, why does it sound me?

"Sam… Mark… Mark… Sam!" She said when we entered to the room.

He was tall, brown haired and blue eyed, he was dressed elegant… He had a little beard, but it was perfectly cut… and to score, I was sure I saw him before.

"Samantha! I' m so happy to meet you at once! You look identical to your mother!" He said congratulating me.

"Call me Sam and... haven't I seen you before?" He smiled.

"That depends; do you enjoy reading about clothes and modelling?" He asked.

"He is a designer my dear…" Explained mom.

"Oh… you mean you are that guy of that contest of modelling? The one who won at the Summer Line contest of Palm Beach?" I now remember, he created most of the cloths Carly and popular girls wore.

"Exactly!" He exclaimed proud, I then remembered that I was still wearing Carly's clothes, and I noticed that the skirt was from his collection.

"Well, then… nice to meet you." I said.

"She's lovely!" I heard him telling to my mom, as if I couldn't hear that!

"I know…" She just smiled.

"Sam would you like me to design you a new wardrobe! All exclusive for you! I never had a daughter, or young sister or even cousin!" He said, I looked at him confused… Him designing something especially for me?

"I don't know… I' am actually not the popular good looking girl!" I explained.

"Oh come 'on with that curly blond hear!" he said, I looked at me on a mirror my ironed hair was gone.

"Oh well, what damage could it cause?" I asked to myself.

"Great! But first I may ask you a pair of questions about your personality so it would be something enjoyable for you!" He explained, we both sit at the sofa and mom brought something for us to eat.

He stated asking questions about what I like, hat I hate, about the kind of friends I have… I describe Carly as a girly girl, funny, respectful and kind of intelligent… and Freddie as a nub, nerd, sometimes funny, smart guy… He asked me also what kind of guys I enjoy being with so the clothes will bring them to me… I said that they, actually he, like the sweet girls, nice, pretty, girly… As I talk a smirk formed into his face.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"Nothing .. nothing…" He just said still smiling but acting as if it wasn't nothing important, I also notice how his eyes light up every time I talk about the boy or Freddie, I begin to suspect that he knew it everything, that I like him and that I changed for him. "So what did Freddie, I mean, the guy you like said when he saw you after your hole transformation?" I was eleven o'clock, and we were still talking, it felt right in a way cause I never had someone who talk to and I felt as if doing that I was better.

"He didn't said much, only that it was weird…" I said remembering his words. "..and later he just disappeared."

"I see…" He said thoughtful. "You know what, I' am going to help you!" He announced excitedly.

"Could I jump class tomorrow?" He stared at me a little bit upset, but then his eyes moved to the kitchen were my mom was drinking a coffee, did I mentioned we have dinner here too, mom bring it and then left us alone so I've my privacy to tell him everything.

"That depends on your mom, but if not I can get you from school and we can go to my studio." He offered thinking that my mom wouldn't let me.

"Mom!" I called.

"Yes?" She asked as she entered to the room.

"Could I miss school tomorrow?" She sight, then inter changed a look with Mark. "Okey, but it's the last, you have missed a lot."

After some more chatting, this time with my mom included, Mark leaved, he said he was fetching my mom and me tomorrow morning, yes mom will come too so he has he opinion about my new wardrobe. We went to sleep saying good night to each other, as I change into my pyjamas I realised two things, first that I liked that guy, he was pretty cool, second mom was herself again, she was happy and I felt happy about that and third the hole in my heart was closing, and Mark was the possible cure, he wouldn't replace my father, no one could, but he would bring happiness and light to our house, he already done that with mom and I was sure that he would also help me…

"Freddie…" I murmured half asleep.

I don't know if that was what you thought it was going to happen after making Sam girlie, please review tell me your opinion, what you would like to happen or any other idea in your mind... even if it is Sam and Freddie dancing around a pudding with shirtless Gibby singing "Leave it All to Me" while Carly fighting with Shelby again!