Shut up alarm.
Wait.. I'm in California. I didn't bring my alarm clock!
So what is that annoying sound?
It's not my phone. I don't have a stupid ringtone.
Stupid… Fredstupid!
It's Fredstupid's phone!
Turn it off.
Is he even awake?
I guess it would be wise to open my eyes and go have a look.
The nub is not up.
Go figure.
What shall I do to wake him?
Hmmmm… I think I have a remote in my room.
I love hitting people with remotes!
Here it is!
Being just across the hallway from him has its advantages.
But his phone has stopped now. Should I still wake him?
Yep.
Waking up people when they don't want to be woken up is funny. Apart from if that person is me, of course.
Being woken up is not funny when it's me. I like to get revenge.
Freddie looks deep in sleep. Perfect. He also looks… innocent.
And his lips. They look so…
Horrible. Yep. That's exactly what I was going to say. Horrible.
There was no way that I was going to say…kissable…
Cos' that would be wrong.
Why am I even thinking this?
I've never been attracted to Freddie's lips. Other than the time we…
We promised to never speak of it.
I am not interested, in anyway, to the Nub's lips.
It's the Flubadubs.
They're trying to get me close to Freddie so that I can pass them onto him too!
And I will not let that happen.
I will not let them win.
Stupid Flubatracts.
Trying to attract me to Freddie.
There is no way I am attracted to him.
No way.
Now, where was I? Before I rudely interrupted.
Ahhhh yes.
Hitting Freddie with my remote.
This is the life.
His… unattractive eyes are opening slowly.
But now I think he must be able to feel the pain.
'Cos he's shouting madly and attempting to loosen my grip on it.
This is the life.
Okay, I'm going to stop now.
"Sam, why did you do that?"
"Your phone woke me up."
"My phone was ringing?" Stupid boy. "At four O'clock in the morning?"
It's four O'clock in the morning? I thought it was like 10! "Who was ringing you at this time?"
"I have no idea." He says. Check your phone then, nub! "Gibby?"
I should have known. He's ringing Gibby back now. Yeah, give him a piece of your mind, Freddo!
"Hello, Gibby?" He still sounds sleepy. "Why would you want to ask me that at four in the morning?" He sounds frustrated. "Why would you be choosing what sock colour to wear?" He has a confused look on his face. "Why do you need specially chosen socks on at this time in the morning?" He is slowly hitting his head with a pillow. "Why are special socks needed to go to toilet? You know what Gibby? Just wear blue ones." That should work. "Yes, I'm sure Gibby. Bye!"
Gibby sure is a special little boy.
"There is no way I'll be able to get back to sleep now."
"But it's four in the morning!" He sounds frustrated. Too bad Benson.
"You're staying up with me!"
Awkward silence.
"So, are you enjoying the holiday so far?"
"Yeah, I guess."
Another awkward silence.
"Do you want to go downstairs?" Yeah, that should work Sam.
"Sure." He agreed with me. Yay!

So now the lump and I are watching some sort of cartoon. I have no idea what it is because I have no idea how to concentrate. He is too close. I mean, I know he's like all the way across the couch… But that still seems too close.
I wish he would just go back to bed. But then I'd be lonely. That is very true. Okay, he can stay. But he'd better not get any closer. Or else…
They Flubadubs will come back.
And we want none of that. But I think it's already happening.
I think they're starting to annoy me now. I mean, Benson is across the sofa! It's not like in the car when I was asleep on his shoulder. Then I admit, the Flubadubs felt right. But now, I'm not even that close to him and they're here. It feels so wrong with them being there, but so right at the same time...
No. It does not feel right.
They fell all wrong.
What time is it now?
Wow! It's been two hours already!
Crazy should be awake soon. Oh, the joys of life.
I think I can hear her now.
And now she's freaking out because her precious little son isn't safely in his room.
Now she'll check my room…
Check!
Now she'll freak out even more because she thinks we've run off into the sunset together.
No. Not into the sunset. That's… romantic.
She'll think we've run off together to the streets.
Yeah.
Now, she'll come to search the house thoroughly, and just find us innocently on the sofa.
Check!
"Wow. You two sure are up early." She sounds relived. You see, if this was my mum, she'd just assume that I'd be okay. Chances are I'd be out at Carly's anyway. I seem to spend my life there. I guess it is nice to have a mother, not that she's my mother, who likes to know where you are (but worries about you dearly when you're not in the place you should be.)
"Good morning mother!" Freddie is such a baby.
"Morning Freddie. Morning Samantha."
"Please can you call me Sam." It's getting annoying now.
"Yes, sorry dear."
"Are we having breakfast soon?"
"Yes. Having breakfast when you first wake up is very healthy for your immune system. So, what would you like?" How is having it when you first wake up different to 10 minutes later?
"Bacon."
"Sorry Saman- I mean Sam, but i only have fruit or yogurt."
"Are you kidding me?" I want bacon. I've never had anything else for breakfast!
"I will try and get some bacon in for you. Now, what is your choice?"
"Fruit and Yogurt." I like to see a scowl on Mrs Benson's face.
"And what about you, Freddie dear?"
"I'll have the same, please."
"But you always have just an apple!"
"I'd like to try an apple with banana yogurt."
"But that is not your usual choice."
"Oh, just let him have it!" Since when have I defended Freddie before? Actually, I can name a few...
"Fine. But when we get back to Seattle we will be having a serious talk, Mr." A serious talk about apples and banana yogurts? I would hate to be Freddie.