Freddie's POV

She finally said yes. I had this happy feeling floating around my stomach, but I didn't know what it meant. Butterflies? Maybe. I was grinning when i saw Spencer, was on the couch watching the boat channel, he turned to look at me.

"Hey Freddo! What's with the smile?" he asked curiously.

"Sam said yes!" I couldn't help it.

"Wow!" he stood up "how? How did you do it? Why did she say yes? Why now?"

"First of all, calm down and… Well… I have some moves my friend" I was a bit proud of myself.

"But how?"

"I showed her I'm not so weak anymore"

"Did you beat her?" his eyes went wide.

"No!" why would he even think that? "I only defended myself… no harm done" he was still looking at me with his big eyes wide open "She tried to punch me twice and I dodged, nothing less, nothing more. Then I asked her once again and she said yes"

"Oh… good" he relaxed a bit "so what are you planning on doing on you big date?"

"I'm lost… but I was just on my way to plan everything! I have to do everything right or else she won't go out with me again" I rushed towards the door.

"You're already thinking about a second date?" I was… but why?

"Well…" I didn't know what to say. Actually that was the first time I thought about "the after", I guess I was too busy asking her out the whole week to think about what would come next "I have to go. Bye Spencer!"

I went back home, my mom was on a dinner date with Gun Smoke, which was good because I could use the silence to think. Better yet… to plan! Took me two hours and a lot of sketch to plan the perfect date. Taking Sam Puckett out on a date wasn't easy, but I knew it from the start, the thing is… I wasn't expecting her to say yes. The practice is more complicated than the theory, but I could make it, I could take her out and make her enjoy it! I knew everything that was to know about her taste, I remembered very little detail.

So I made a time line on my notebook, with little notes about something I remembered and things I knew for sure. I studied every little memory just to make sure it was accurate and not missing a detail. I succeeded. Taking my pear phone I made reservations for tomorrow night, on a place I knew she would love. Then I had a great idea. I picked up my phone again and called T-Bo.

"Hey T-Bo!"

"Freddie my man!"

"Listen… I need a favor"

In the morning I called Spencer, I had to ask him something. He came over and I explained what I needed to him, very carefully.

"Okay… I get it!"

"But you really get it?" I wanted to make sure.

"Yes Freddo! I get it! I'm not dumb you know!" I didn't mean to offend him…

"Okay… sorry man"

"I have the perfect person to help us with that" he grabbed my phone and dialed some number "Hey Socko… it's me Spence! Listen I need a little help… do you know Sam and Freddie? Yeah… well we were right… yeah… yeah about that thing… yeah let's rub it on his face… anyways… Freddie is taking Sam on a date and he needs cash… lots of it. We have some items for you to look… okay… okay Socko… your cousin? That cousin? Okay… we'll be there in five!"

"So?" I raised my eyebrow at him. I didn't get any word of his conversation with Socko… and what would he rub in someone's face? And what he was right about?

"He can help us. Let's go little buddy!" Spencer helped me carry too big and heavy boxes to his car; we placed it carefully on the backseat and headed to Socko's.

Socko spent two long minutes analyzing my stuff. He smirked at me and called someone.

"Dude, come check something out! Yeah now!" he hang up.

As soon as he put his phone back on his pocket a guy, a very weird one, with a beard and hippie clothes came out of the house.

"Hey man… this better be good" he warned Socko with a sleepy voice. His hair was all messed up and his clothes were wrinkled. The weird guy started to analyze my boxes. He looked once, twice, three times then yawned. I looked at Spencer who looked back at me, we both a little insecure.

"So?" Socko asked him.

"This is nice man…" he looked, and sounded a lot like Leo from "That 70's show", only younger "I'll write a check"

Spencer jumped and I chose to celebrate a little more politely. I analyzed the check with satisfaction, of course it was hard to get rid of my stuff, stuff I worked so hard on, and stuff I loved, but it was for a bigger cause, a cause I was willing to make some sacrifices for. We cashed the check in the bank and went straight to the Groovy Smoothies. T-Bo was being a little stubborn, but I pushed and pushed the subject. I told him what I wanted and he refused, so I gave him the envelope I was holding. I saw T-Bo change, from water to wine in a blink of an eye.

"This is going to be epic Freddo"

"Well…" I smiled.

We were on the car heading back home when Spencer turned on the stereo. It was playing Whitesnake's "Is This Love" on the radio. He turned up the volume. It was one of the few songs I've ever heard my mom listening to. For some reason that song made me feel a little uncomfortable.

"You like her" he said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Spencer…" I honestly didn't want to think about it just yet.

"Okay, okay… but it's written all over your face" he didn't turn to look at me as he parked.

I didn't say anything; I couldn't deny or confirm it because I honestly didn't know. Or I did know but was too scared to admit, either way… I just wanted to keep focus on the date and nothing else. At least not right now. There was a lot to figure out, I knew that, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, maybe I was scared, of feeling it or worse… of not feeling it. I sat on my bed and tried to push these thoughts out of my mind. I planned on having a fun, nice date with her, and nothing could ruin that, the rest we would figure out later, together.