The room that we're in has three beds, a small kitchen, a sofa, a TV and a bathroom. Good enough for one night, I guess. Crazy is running round like… well… crazy, and me and the dork are just stood there awkwardly. When we first came in, she gave me an evil look.
She probably thinks that I'll give her son ticks by sleeping on his shoulder.
Okay Sam, I told you not to think of that again!
And I disobeyed myself.
Now I'm talking to myself.
"I'm hungry!" Yeah, food should take my mind off it!
"When aren't you?" Smirked Freddie.
"Freddiebear! Don't be mean. Sam's a growing girl, and she needs her vitamins!" Crazy says. Time to smirk at the nub. "Here Sam, I'll get you an orange!"
Time to drop the smirk.
"Actually, I think I'm a bit too sleepy to eat at this point." I decided. "But thanks for the offer!" I say.
Now. Pick up bag… run to bathroom!
Safe. For the moment, anyway. I think I have some Fat Cakes in my bag… Fat Cakes really are lifesavers, aren't they! Oh, how I love Fat Cakes.
Yum.
Now I guess I should get dressed into my PJ's.
Then they won't get suspicious. I wouldn't want them thinking that I only came into the bathroom to get away from the orange and eat Fat Cakes! Pffft! That would be totally wrong!
Or right.
It's really warm, so I think I'll wear shorts and a tank top.
Are the shorts a bit too… short? I didn't really think this through when packing. I hope all my PJ's are not this short...
Why do I care? I usually sleep in them!
I shouldn't give a frig about what Freddie thinks.
I mean, wouldn't normal people want boys to see them in short shorts?
I've seen it in all the Chick flicks that Carly has chained me down to watch.
Then again, they usually like like the boy.
And there is no way, in this world, whatsoever that I like Circus boy.
Not even if we moved to Jupiter. So I guess there's no way in this universe that I like him.
Much better.
I'm just going to go out there.
See? It's not so bad. Freddie's only resting his eyes on me, right?
Nope, he's defiantly staring.
Don't blush, Puckett. Urrg! I hate these Flubadubs. They're spreading to my face like a rash.
Time to leave.
Getting under the covers would be a good idea…
"Night Mrs Benson, night Freddie." I say quickly.
It's dark and way to hot under these covers, but at least it hides the Flubadub rash, right?
Now what to do? Its 11:30, but I'm certainly not tiered. I think I had my sleep on the way here. I wish I had my phone. But I can't. You've got to lay still now, Puckett. My face is slowly cooling down... Thank goodness. Why would it staring at me give me a Flubadub rash?
Carly says that you only blush when you're embarrassed. But why would I be embarrassed. Freddie was just casually resting his eyes on me!
Oh, what the Chiz, he was staring.
But he shouldn't of been!
Friends don't do that!
Sam! You and Freddie are not friends.
And now I'm telling myself off.
Great.
But whilst we're on the topic, no we're not.
There is no way, in this world, whatsoever that I am friends with Circus boy.
"Night Mum!" Freddie has a much deeper voice now. Not like when he was little and he had that high little squeaky thing. It's so low and… I'm not going to say it.
Can't I think about something else?
Potato Farms.
Farms.
Farmers.
Sheep.
Sheepdog.
Dogs.
Fleas.
Ticks.
Freddie.
Are you kidding me?
Geography.
The world.
America.
Seattle.
Bushwell Plaza.
Lewbert.
Messin' with Lewbert.
iCarly.
Carly.
Freddie.
Why don't I just try and go to sleep.
I can now hear a light snoring. But it can't be Freddie, as we've had multiple sleepovers, and he's never snored. Not that I watch him or anything. I'm usually the last to fall asleep. Yeah, that works.
So it must be Mrs Benson. So that means if Mrs Benson's asleep… I can come out from under the covers.
Freddie's still awake. The light of his phone screen is projecting across the room. He's in the bed next to me.
Now, if I just reach down a little further… Got it!
Now, what shall I text him? He's thankfully turned away. I wonder who he is texting. Is it a girl? Not that I care or anything.
Heyy:D x
Why the frig did I put that kiss at the end? I never put kisses at the end! We're not friends.
HEY ;) x
He put a kiss back. That's a good thing… right?
I'm bored. x
Go to sleep then? x
I can't. x
Count sheep! x
You're such a dork. x
I've been told! ;) You excited? xx
Shoosh yeah! :D xx
I guess I am really excited. But I'm also really sleepy. But I can't fall asleep.
Can't leave Freddie...

I think I left Freddie alone. I must have been a bit sleepy. Or maybe his dorkyness just made me fall asleep.
Yeah, that's it.
And I'm thinking about Freddie again.
I actually give up.
The nub's invading my thoughts!
I should be thinking about... Bacon.
That makes me hungry.
I doubt Crazy will have brought any though. She's too crazy. All she'll have is prune pops and cucumber cups.
Ew.
Hey, this motel has a shop, right? Perfect. Now all I need to do is get dressed (In something less revealing). Then, I need money... Ohhhh, Freddie has loads! Now my secret ninja skills need to come into place. Quietly go out of the door without anyone hearing.
Done!
I don't think anyone else is up!
Then again, it is five in the morning. I hope the shop is open...
The shop is open!
Perfect. Meat, Meat, Meat... Found it!
Hey, don't you give me a funny look Mr Man At The Till! You're the one who chose to work here!
Service these days.
Should I make some for Freddie?
No.
But the Flubadubs are telling me too..
But I'm not going to listen to them.

The Flubadubs won.