And now we're alone. And once again, I have never disliked Carly more. I was fine with what we had, kind of…
It would be nice if it became more, but…
Could it be more than Flubadubs?
I think it could be. But I don't want to ruin whatever we do have.
We're Seddie. We're not normal, and going into a relationship would probably be disastrous.
"So…"
"So…"
His lips…
I've missed these nubby lips.
So warm… I don't think I could live without Flubakissing him every day.
I don't think this is the right time for a Fluba-make-out-though.
We do seriously need to talk.
"I really like Flubakissing you…"
"Yeah. Me too…"
"We need to talk."
"I know."
"Should we go into some kind of... Flubationship?"
"I don't know." Would we get judged? I have no idea what to do. It is a bit stupid, you know. The whole Flubadubs thing. They can't be real, can they? They're a stupid thing. I'm stupid for ever thinking they were real. They can't be. There is no such thing. Was it just an excuse? An excuse for what? I have no idea. Maybe we should… "Shall we give it a week? See how it goes without going into a Flubationship. It is kind of strange, you know? Flubadubs…"
"But it's just us!"
"I know… I'll meet you here, next Saturday."
"Bye…"
"I'll see you later."

Did I make the right decision? I must have done. A week should give me more than enough time to sort out my head. We should be fine…
Then why am I crying? I shouldn't be!
I hardly ever cry! I shouldn't be at this point in time. Freddie's a boy. And boys defiantly aren't worth tears.
I mean, I know Freddie is a very special boy - to me. And I may have made a bad decision when last talking to him.
I could be his Fluba-girl-friend at this point. We could be Fluba-making-out…
I don't cry.
I'm… Flubacrying!
Then why am I Flubacrying?
See? Even when I'm not near Freddie I've got the Flubadubs.
I thought I didn't have them. They're a stupid thing.
But they could be! I mean, anything is possible, right?
Now I sound like a daffodil.
But I guess it is. Maybe I should go talk to Carly?
No. I can't let her see me Flubacrying. She'll take it the wrong way! She'll think I'm normally crying. She'll think something went wrong with Freddie and me! Which it kind of did…
But I don't want to go into detail. I understand she wants to know what's happening…
It must be quite exiting for her. Freddie and I, her two best friends, used to hate each other. Now… With the whole Flubadubs thing….
I don't even know what's going on.
I am so confused.
I wonder how Freddie is feeling.
I guess I could talk to him…
In one weeks' time.
Why am I so scared to talk to him? I never get scared! I guess I might around Freddie though. He is so annoying. He's changing me.

This feels awkward. I wish it wasn't. Why did we have to invite Fredhead? Carly and I would have been fine on our own. It's fine to go to the restraunt with just three.
Why did she have to develop a crush on Gibby? I mean, it's Gibby.
Gibby.
I've got a feeling he likes her back, too. They seem to be acting like it. But, since I apparently 'spend way too much time laying on my bed thinking about Freddie' – (Which I don't) She had to invite me. And the doof. Cos' apparently he 'spends way too much time lying on his bed thinking about Sam' (Still got the Flubaflies from that).
And here we are.
It also doesn't help that I am opposite him. And his lips are opposite mine. Across a table. A Flubakiss restricting table.
I am so glad that table is there.
If I couldn't see Carly and Gibby, this would feel like a Flubadate back in California. I guess Mrs B wasn't that wrong for making us go on them.
She probably thought that we had a crush on each other. It must seem like that to other people. I guess Flubacrushes do show.
But could I Flubalove him?
I wonder if he Flubaloves me.
I think I might Flubalove him. I would do anything to just go and Flubakiss him right mow.
But I need to wait till Saturday.
Oh. I see how it is. You've decided you're going to Flubakiss him?
Yes, Yes I have Sam.
You're going to make up with him?
Maybe. And maybe Fluba-make-out with him, too.
Suddenly, I can't wait till Saturday.
Sam. The self-control. You have oodles of it, remember?
But not when it comes to Flubakissing.
I wonder if Freddie would mind. You know if we Flubakiss before Saturday. I mean, he has raging Flubadubs too! Maybe this is what he wants.
I don't think Freddie would mind if we became Fluba-friends-with-benefits.
Not like that. Just a bit of Flubakissing. And Fluba-making-out.
I don't think I would mind.
"Freddie, can I talk to you outside?"