I love you guys for being awesome reviewers! Thanks for reading!

After the phone call with Sam, I laid in bed for a while, thinking about Sam. I thought about how much different things would be if we actually got involved in a relationship. I wondered what would happen to Carly. I pondered on the fact that Carly didn't appeal to me the same way as she did about a week ago. She is a beautiful girl, but the rejections finally got to me. But if that was the case, why did I like Sam, who cut me deeper every day. Maybe I liked the adventure of not knowing what nasty thing she'd say to me next. I wondered how she would be mean to me after what happened. But knowing Sam, she would figure something out.

Then I looked at the clock. I'd been thinking for an hour straight. My stomach growled, so I pulled off the covers and stuck out to the kitchen. I reached into the freezer and pulled out the box of strawberry toaster strudels. I put one of them in the toaster and got out a plate from the cupboard. It was then that I noticed the dishware's brand was Sam Inc. You have got to be freaking kidding me, I thought. Then, when I squirted on the icing, I swear it looked like Sam in a bathing suit. Or a hamster on a unicycle. I couldn't decide which.

Maybe some cool air would calm my thoughts. So I put on my running shoes and went for a jog. My mom was still sleeping and wouldn't be awake for about an hour and thirty minutes. When I got down to the lobby, Newbert was on his hands and knees behind the front desk, probably looking for his wart. Ew.

The air outside hit me like a ton of needles. So I went back inside. And then upstairs.

I decided that being alone was going to drive me absolutely insane. So I went to Carly's apartment. When I got there, she was sitting beside the door, hugging her knees. "Um, Carly?" I said quietly.

Her head shot up to look at me. They were bloodshot, and her eyes were pink and puffy. She sniffled and reached up to wipe her hand under her eyes.

"What's wrong? What are you doing out here?" I walked up beside her and leaned against the wall. Then I slid down it, landing in the same position that she was in.

All she could do was shake her head, and more tears came. I put a reassuring arm around her, and she put her head on my shoulder. If this would have happened last week, I would have been going insane with love. It's strange how things change so quickly. She sniffled again, and looked at me. "Sam and I got in a fight."

I felt my eyes widen. "What? When? Why?"

"Like, 15 minutes ago, she woke me up to tell me about some weird dream she had. And then I told her that the dream was dumb. I guess I hurt her feelings cause she just grabbed her cell phone and left. Then Spencer heard the door slam and came outside, and I told him what happened. He told me I was being a brat and he left too!" She stopped to let out a sob, and then swallowed. "I don't even see what the big deal is! How is what I said any different than what I normally say?"

That was awfully strange. Maybe I was dreaming again. My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I looked at it to see that I had gotten a text from Sam. I didn't read it. "Oh, dangit, my mom is gonna wake up in a few minutes. I'm sorry, but I gotta go." I started standing up.

Carly nodded and shrugged. "It's fine, you won't be the first person to leave me alone tonight."

I sat back down.

She smiled. "Thank you, but you don't have to stay."

"I know, but I want to." She smiled and looked down at her knees. "So, what was her dream about anyway?"

I heard her scowl, and then sigh. "Honestly, I'm not sure I can tell you."

"Oh."

Silence.

"Why not?"

"Well," she paused and seemed to ponder for a moment. "It was about you."

Wow.

"But I'm mad at her, so I guess I can make an exception."

I swallowed. "Alright. Lay it on me."

"Wait. There's one condition."

Great, just what I need. "What do you want?"

She laughed a little, and then looked me straight in the eye with a smirk on her face. "I'd just like to know what you were doing calling Sam at 3 o'clock in the morning."

Crap. I didn't think about the fact that she was probably at Carly's house when I called. Being a good liar would have helped in a whole lot with answering what she had just asked me. Too bad I'm not one. "Well, you see, I needed to ask her something about... homework?"

"At three in the morning?"

I sighed. "No."

"Then why'd you call? Come on, I won't tell anyone."

I hesitated, but realized that she was going to find out eventually anyway. And she was mad at Sam, so she wasn't about to call her and tell her or anything like that. I took a deep breath and let out the words carefully and nervously. "Sam and I...well, we kissed last night."

Her mouth flung open, and I swear her eyes almost popped out of her head. "Oh. My. God. Are you serious?"

I nodded.

She squealed.

Then, someone cleared their throat.

Carly and I looked to our right at the same time to see Sam, standing above us with her arms crossed.

This couldn't turn out well.

:D Review, revieww, reviewww!