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~ 4 Days Later~

It's been over a week since my night with Freddie. I don't know what I was thinking, really. I mean, no way do I regret it. At all. I'm glad it was Freddie, I would never regret it. But, I remember I always wanted to wait until I was married. Not for a religious reason (I'm not very religious) but to make it more meaningful. I wonder how Freddie feels. I never told Carly or anyone about it. I don't think Freddie did either.

My mom took away my porshe. It was expected. That's why I made the most of it. Yesterday I drove Freddie as far out as I could (You know, without getting lost on the way back). We went to a small duck pond. It was nice at first, but then all the ducks started walking to Freddie and checking him out, so I chased them all away. He's mine. When I got back home, my mom told me she would be taking it back in a few days. She was dumped by the rich guy, and said that since I couldn't use his money to pay for gas anymore, she was no way gunna be paying it. And I couldn't afford it.

Let me tell you, I considered crashing the car that night. I didn't though, I guess there really was no point in getting her angrier.

Right now, I'm at Carly's. I'm staying the night.

"My stomach hurts." I complained.

"Dinner'll be done soon." Carly said absent mindedly while watching the TV screen.

"What's Spencer making?"

"Chicken. You can't smell it?"

"Oh yeah, I can now."

"It smells gross."

Carly was going on some vegetarian diet as of last week. It was weird, who could not eat meat? Or even want to eat it? It's a meal sent from heaven. But strangely, I wasn't in the mood for it now.

After dinner, I threw up.

"Maybe it was the chicken."

"No." I said sarcastically, but I think it came out a little harsh.

"Sheesh." Carly said, not very offended, "It's someone's time of the month again."

I crossed my arms, "Shut up, Carly. It's next week."
"So I guess you're just extra crabby tonight."

"Well don't expect me to get overly perky after throwing up! Ooh, yeah! I just threw up and now I feel like dancing!" I sighed.

"Well!" Carly said in mock offense, "I knew Spencer should of just stuck with cereal. He either burns food, or the complete opposite."

I laughed.

"So, how's your love life goin' Carls?" I said, grinning. It was pretty random, but I wanted to change the subject to something more interesting.

She looked over to me, "I don't have a boyfriend like you, Sam."

"I thought you were dating, um, Benjamin." I think that's right.

But by her look it wasn't, "Kevin." She corrected, "And no. I broke up with him."

They always break up with her. At least the way she tells it. I'm sure a lot have broken up with her though and she's just too embarrassed to say so.

"Why?"

"He was just too… not my type." She said, finding the words.

"Wasn't he in a band?"

"Yeah."

"The drummer, right? Or was it the tambourine? Or maybe maracas?" I joked.

"He was the lead singer, Sam! I pay attention to your love life, speaking of it…?"

"Oh, sure. When things get awkward for you, just switch it to me. Well fine!"

"What do you mean awkward?"

"Nothing, Carly. Things with Freddie are great. He's going to take me to that museum that I wanted to go to for my birthday."

"You want to go to a museum?" She found it hard to believe.

"Not a history museum, if that's what you're thinking," even though I know Freddie would love that. He's into history, but for some reason I'm just not into it, "It's an art museum. My mom never took me, but it's amazing. I heard they had these awesome sculptures and paintings that are so good, and-"

Carly cut me off, "Yeah, yeah sounds interesting." I sighed.

Sometimes Carly cares more about herself than anyone else. Not always, but sometimes I wish that I had a girl best friend that was more like me.

"Maybe I'll go talk to Freddie" I said, and got up from the bean bag chair.

"O.K." She said, and picked up a magazine.

This happened sometimes. The tiniest thing may tick you off, so we just get up and come back in a few minutes and it's fine. It's kinda like having a sister, I guess. But me or Carly never had a sister before.

I knocked on Freddie's door, and his mom opened it, "Oh, hi Sam. Freddie's not here."

I heard Freddie in the back, "Mom! I'm right here!"

She rolled her eyes, "Fine, you can see him."

"Thanks." I said it more of a question.

Freddie was reading a book, but he was putting a bookmark in when I walked in.

"Hi." I smiled, and sat down next to him.

"Hey." He said, and kissed me.

"Will you take me to the museum?"

"Yeah, I told you. Your birthday's in a month."

"Promise?"

He smiled, "I promise."

"Good. Carly didn't care."

"About the museum? Why would she?"

"I was telling her, and she didn't care. So I came here."

"Maybe she just wishes she had someone who could take her to a museum." He shrugged.

I had to think about that. Maybe Carly was just a little jealous.

"She always has boyfriends." I said.

"Didn't Benjamin dump her?" He asked.

"She said she dumped him."

"Well, whenever she says that I just switch it around."

"Yeah, Carly's like that. I'm sure some of them broke up with her."

"Yeah."

"She never had a good boyfriend." I said.

"Well she had…. That peewee baby guy. I think he was o.k."

I laughed out loud, "Yeah, Griffin was so tough with his motorcycle and scars and peewee babies!"

He pulled me close to him and I yawned.

"I hope you don't fall asleep here. My mom would get crazy. I'm surprised she let you in, it's already 9."

"She let me stay the night before."

"She wasn't home!"

"I still got to stay."

He rubbed my shoulder, and said nothing.

~The next day~

"Sam, get up, School." Carly mumbled and she shook me.

"Let's ditch." I said.

"No. Get up."

"Fine. Have it your way."

"You ditch one more day you get in more trouble." She said and she trudged to her dresser digging for clothes.

"Whatever."

"Start to care about your future, Sam."

I was going to say something smart, but decided against it. It kind of bugged me for a while what she said.