Freddie's POV

"Tonight" I repeated carefully "tonight"

I tried to be cool about it, but my nerves weren't helping. I wasn't freaking out about going on a date with Sam. It wasn't because it was SAM, I was freaked out about myself. I was the problem. I had the feeling I was going to ruin it. I knew I was. I was on the edge when Spencer knocked on my door.

"Sup kiddo? Are you ready for the big date?" he grinned.

"No. Actually… I'm freaking out right now!" I snapped.

"Dude… relax!" he put one hand on my shoulder "why are you so nervous in the first place?"

"I get the feeling that I'm going to ruin it somehow"

"How?"

"I don't know… I just know I will… then she will kick me and never want to go out with me again!" I screamed.

"Dude… breath… first of all you're not going to going to ruin it. Second of all… just be yourself. That should do the magic… I mean she fell in love with you just the way you are right? Relax. Everything is going to be okay" he told me to breathe.

"Okay…" I took a deep breath "baby steps" I was trying to remember that I should slow down.

"Baby steps?" he raised his eyebrow.

"Yeah… this is all very new territory for me… I decided to walk on it slowly… taking baby steps" I explained.

"Okay. This is a wise decision" he made me sit on the couch.

"So… have you called T-Bo?" he sat on the coffee table in front of me.

"Yeah… he said everything is ready" that was good news.

"So should you be!" he pushed me towards my room "have you decided what you are going to wear?"

"Sort of…" I haven't even thought about it yet.

"No you haven't" he walked over my bedroom. I followed him.

Spencer opened my closet and started to throw things in the floor.

"Hey!" I wasn't on a mood for cleaning my room today.

"Okay" he ignored me "Blue shirt"

"Blue shirt?" I asked.

"Yeah" he chose a blue button shirt and tossed at me.

"Black jeans" he picked up my new pair of jeans and tossed at me as well.

"A tie!" he screamed.

What for? I asked myself. I didn't want to be too dressed up.

"A tie?"

"Yep"

He answered with his head inside my closet.

"Why? I don't want to look too dressed up!" I didn't want her to think I was some idiot… well… she already did… but still…

"Relax… you won't!" he found the dark blue striped tie my mother bought for me last year. She said it made me look like a man… I guess it wasn't that bad.

"Sam hates stripes" I remembered.

"She never complains when you wear it" he placed the tie in front of me, analyzing possibilities.

"What?" I never noticed that… weird.

"You heard me. Whenever you wear stripes Sam never complains… I came to believe that she only likes striped when she wears it… and when you wear it"

"I never noticed that…" was I that dumb?

"Well… you haven't noticed a lot Freddo" I guess so. Wait… did Spencer just called me stupid?

I was just contemplating that fact when Spencer's voice called me back to reality.

"Okay Freddo…" he looked around my shoes for a little bit "A pair of sneakers and you're all set!" He picked a pair of white sneakers and handed to me "Now… go get a shower, shave, use aftershave… you should use the one that smells like chocolate, Sam likes chocolate… or vanilla. Go get ready for your big date!"

"Okay" I closed the bathroom door and leaned against it. I was a mess, too nervous, too scared. I figured a hot shower would help me calm down.

This wasn't just any date. A lot would change if I'd screw it up. I didn't want to ruin it… that was the reason I worked so hard on it. I wanted her to feel special, I wanted to connect with her, which might seem stupid, but it was truth. Feeling the hot water running all over my head and body made me remembered that kiss in the lock-in. Now I'd recognize the sparks surrounding us that night. I was so fucking blind! But now that I see… I intend to make amends. When I think about the time I've wasted… it makes me mad at myself. Maybe it's supposed to be this way… for some reason. Deep down inside I knew if this happened it would be worth the wait. I showered, shaved, fixed my hair, changed and put some perfume. Looking at the mirror I tried to tell myself everything was going to be okay. This night would be great. I wasn't going to mess it up. I wasn't going to lose her.

Spencer was waiting for me in the living room. He smiled when he saw me. I took that as a complement. For some weird reason my nerves started to bug me again. Even if I tried to tell myself over and over again that everything was going to be fine, I was so fucking nervous. It will be fine! Isn't it? Yeah it will! We would have a good time and come back home. Done. I was going to take it slow, I don't wanna mess this thing up. I don't wanna push to far.

"You look great Freddo" Spencer tapped my back.

"Thanks" I tried to sound calm.

"Okay… let's go and get your Lady!" he begun to walk taking me with him "Do you have everything? Wallet? Money? ID? Phone?"

"Yeah. I'm fine" I stopped walking "Spencer?"

"Yeah?" he turned to look at me.

"Everything is going to be okay right?" I needed to hear it from someone besides myself.

"Freddo…" he approached me and tapped my shoulder "Everything is going to be great. You'll see… and after the night is over, you will give me all of the deets!"

I took a deep breath before opening the door. That was it… I was now officially going on a date with Sam Puckett… how crazy is life? Just yesterday we were fighting and screaming at each other… today I can't wait to see her… to take her out on a date… to kiss her. Wait a minute… what? What is wrong with me? It's hard to know. I have mixed emotions every five seconds since she kissed me. I can't say it was a bad kiss… or that I wanted it to stop… or that I don't wanna do it again… because I think I do. I just have to be sure. I walked into Carly's apartment. Showtime!

A/N: Hey guys! Listen this is the last chapter before "the date part one"

Enjoy it!