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Chapter 5: Sam's POV

"What do you mean you don't have meat!"

"I'm sorry ma'am, but it's too hard to keep the meat refrigerated- AHHHHH!" I jumped on the flight attendants back and started pushing her around. How could they NOT have meat?

I felt Freddie grab my waist from behind me and pull me off the lady.

He set me down in front of him and said softly, "Sam, I think you should go sit down. I'll be with you in a sec." I watched him whisper something in the flight attendants ear and they walked down the hallway.

I breathed in and out slowly. Ugh, this breathing thing does NOT work! I'm so antsy that I can hardly sit. I can't wait to get off this stupid plane! I feel so…weak. And meat-deprived.

I don't understand why Freddison is even comforting me. Not that I mind it or anything. But after all those years of torturing and abusing him, I don't see why he's being so nice.

Speaking of the nerd, he came back to his seat and grabbed his backpack out from under the seat.

"I was gonna save this for after we got off the flight…but I think you need it more now." He pulled out a bag that was filled with different assortments of meat. Thank the lord!

"Thank you so much Freddie!" I was bouncing up and down in my seat, until I realized what I had just said. "I mean… thanks, nub."

He smirked at me and threw the bag of many meats at me. I ripped it open and started inhaling everything in it. I felt a pair of eyes on me, and I turned to see Fredifier staring at me.

"What?" I asked with my mouth full of meat. He just smiled and looked away. What the chiz is his problem?

Five minutes later I finished the whole bag. New record! "Mhhmmm… that was so good!"

Freddork smirked and said, "Glad you liked it." He then proceeded to try to figure out how to work the TV. God, for a tech-nerd, he can be a real idiot sometimes.

"For the love of chiz, the remote is on the arm rest, you nub!" I exclaimed. I was expecting him to be peeved off and embarrassed, which was my plan, but instead he just smiled and said, "Oh, thanks Sam!"

Okay, what is up with this dude? An hour ago I woke up on his shoulder, and he didn't even mind! And before that he carried me around the airport, bought me a chicken and Twix bar, beat up the guy who tried to molest me, comforted me during takeoff…. HOLY CHIZ! Do Fredwad Benson… like me?

No, no he can't. He's just a good friend. And that's all.

My thoughts were interrupted by him. "Hey Sam, check this out! Shelby's totally crushing that girl!" He pointed at the small TV screen on the seat in front of him.

"No way!" I shouted. I looked at the screen too, but I couldn't hear it.

"Here," he said, handing me a side of the headphones, "Listen! You can hear the girl crying for her mom!"

This went on for about an hour. At least five old people told us to shut up, and Carly had to come check on us cause she thought we were fighting. For once we weren't, it even surprised me.

After the fight ended, me and Fredward watched some re-runs of Jon and Kate Plus Eight. We laughed at how the parents disagreed about everything and fought all the time. We also laughed at the kids, they were so cute and funny.

The pilots voice came over the announcements, "Attention flyers, we will be landing in New Jersey in about 20 minutes. Please turn off all electrical devices and put your seat belts on. You are no longer free to roam around the cabin. When we land, please wait until we reach the gate before standing up and grabbing your carry-on bags. Thank you for flying with us today, we hope you had an enjoyable flight and will fly again with us soon!"

Fredame turned off turned off the TV and his laptop and secured his seat belt. As I was tightening my own seat belt, I realized something. I had made it through the whole flight! Now I just have to make it through landing, which should be okay… I hope.

I guess I was smiling, cause the nerd next to me pointed it out. "Wow, you look a lot happier than you did when we first got on." It was true. And it was all thanks to… well, Freddie. If he hadn't been here I wouldn't have gotten through this.

"Um, yeah… and, thanks. Thanks for being there for me this whole time." I said it so quietly that even I could hardly hear it.

He pretended to look shocked. "*Gasp*… Sam Puckett is saying a real thank you? Is the world ending?"

"Shut up, nub. You're lucky there are too many witnesses around, so I can't hurt you." We both knew that I was kidding, since I was smiling when I said it.

He took my hand in his and we prepared for landing.

A/N: Alright! So next chapter is where the New Jersey fun is gonna begin… actually, it might be the chapter after that. I'm not sure. See? I'm the author and even I don't know what will happen next!

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