Can't we have one relaxing day without crazy planning something?
I prefer to just sit at home, but no.
Mrs B has organised another Flubadate.
She's not going to give up.
She gets to sit at the lodge, all nice and cosy, whilst Freddie and I are going to the beach and then another fancy restaurant.
At least things won't be as awkward now that we both know about the Flubadubs.
I don't want to reach our destination.
I'd rather just keep walking and reach no destination.
But it seems we have reached our destination.
Here we go.
"Where shall we set up?"
"Near the sea. The, when we go into the water, we can still see our belongings."
"You are such a trollop."
"Trollop? That's a new one."
"I like variation."
Well that time went quick. Its lunch time already! Not that I am complaining or anything.
I'm complaining about the quickness of time when I am with Benson.
It seems like we only got into the sea two minutes ago but really it's been two hours!
All we've really done is talked... about everything...
"What has Freakface packed then?"
"My mum didn't pack the lunch. She let me do it."
"Awwww, isn't Benson growing to be a big boy?"
"Sam. If you keep teasing me, you won't get your bacon and sausage sandwich that is lathered in ketchup."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously." Mmmm, that looks delicious.
To a regular person (for example Carly) this would look like a regular date. Me and Freddie know it isn't, but what if someone who did
know us saw us? We'd look like we were dating or something.
I guess, sometimes, me and Freddie do act kind of couple-y.
I mean, we're sat on a blanket, really close, eating sandwiches with a picnic basket next to us. We're on a beach, together, alone, and
we keep taking secret glances at each other then smiling.
But it is all just the Flubadubs.
It's their entire fault.
What does he have? Cheese. Plain, old, boring Cheese.
Awww, he must have taken extra time and effort on mine!
Sweet boy.
That was one of the most filling meals I have ever had. Or days to be honest. That beautiful sandwich for lunch, and a steak and fries for dinner.
With a giant chocolate Sundae. That I shared with Freddie.
I guess it was kind of couple like…
I think I might have had a good time with Benson. On our Flubadate.
I'm not supposed to since its Freddie, but things change.
"I don't want to go back!"
"Why?"
"Cos your mother is Crazy!"
"She's not that bad."
"I still don't want to go back though."
"We're here!"
"Darnit."
I've got a feeling we might be bombarded with questions when we get in here.
"So did you two have a good time?" Too right Sam, too right.
"Yeah, it was good.
"I'm glad you two are getting along. I'd rather you two date than him and Carly."
"We're not going to date, Mrs B."
"I know you say that now, honey. But you never know." Time to change the subject.
"Why don't you like Carly?"
"It's not that I don't like her, I just don't trust her. She tried to KILL my son!"
"Mum, I was saving her."
"I know honey, but Sam never did that."
"I'm sure Sam has wished me dead quite a few times." I think he was joking. I wouldn't really want him dead… My younger self probably would though…
"Oh, shut up!"
"Are you two going to sleep now?" OMIGOSH? Is it 7 pm already? I AM SO TIRED.
Sarcasm.
"Yeah, night mum."
"Night Freddie. Night Sam."
"Night."
"I had a really good time today, to say I was dreading it." It's true.
"Me too. I like going on Flubadates."
"Yeah, well, night."
Here comes the kiss on the forehead, like every night.
But why does he look nervous? He doesn't usually.
What's he doing? That's a bit low to be on my forehe-
Wow...
Freddie Benson just kissed me on the lips.
He's not supposed to do that!
I was fine with on the forehead, because friends do that, right? I was only just getting used to them.
But then he goes and changes it all. Isn't on the lips a bit..
I just had my second kiss.
The only person I have ever kissed is the person I am supposed to hate - and I've kissed him twice.
How messed up am I?
Very, it seems.
But why would Freddie kiss me?
It was probably the Flubadubs! Yeah, now I understand! That wasn't a kiss, it was a Flubakiss!
The Flubadubs forced him to Flubakiss me.
Awww, the boy must think I'm going to kill him.
Well, I'm not.
Cos then can't kiss me again.
I mean Flubakiss. Then he can't Flubakiss me again.