Chapter 8

Friends

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Maisie came home at about six that day from school with Freddie. I was home for about half an hour and had started dinner.

"Hey sweetie," I said as her and Freddie walked in.

"Hey," they both said together. I laughed. I had the perfect family.
"Where's Minnie?" Maisie said excitedly.

"She's sleeping. Why don't you leave her until after dinner."
"OK."
"Maisie are you going to tell mom about your new friends?" Freddie said.
"You meant new friends?"
"Yeah, well there was this girl called Hannah. She would probably be more girlier than me and then she has this dorky friend called Matthew."
"Doesn't that sound familier?" Freddie said looking at me.

"So why don't you invite them over sometime?"

"Saturday?"
"Sure."
"You know Maisie, your mom, Carly and I used to have a web show called iCarly. Did mom ever talk about it?"
"Yeah all the time," Maisie said with a smile.

"Well your mom wasn't...the politest person ever to me. She used to call me names like dork and now look at the two of us."
"Ugh so what are you saying I'm going to end up marrying Mattweird."
"No but as I used to always tell your mom when a girl consistently pucks on a guy it simply just means she has a crush on him."

I smiled at him. He said that to me so many times before eventually we began dating.
"Sam, dinner," he said looking over to me.
I had completely forgot. I ran to the kitchen and smoke was coming from the oven. I pushed it away with my handoven mit.

"Dinner's ready," I said.

Freddie and Maisie took their seat at the dinner table as I brought out the chicken. It was pretty burnt but you could still eat it. I cut a bit up for Maisie and a piece for Freddie. They both looked at it.
"There is no way I'm eating that," Maisie said.
"Pizza?" Freddie asked her.

"Sure. Let's go."

We all left and went to an Italian Restaurant.

"Table for three please," Freddie said to the waiter as he showed us to our table.

We all took a seat.

"This smells so much better than mom's chicken anyway," Maisie said.
"Hey, it wasn't that bad. When you're mom was younger Carly and Spencer used to do all the cooking for her. Oh and grandma."

"It's not my fault. I just completely forgot. It never usually happens. Every other meal has been fine that I cooked."

Yeah I know but this is nice. The first time the three of us have been out together as a family."
I smiled. We ordered food and drinks and the waiter brought us them out. It was delious. So much better than what my burnt chicken would have been like.

When Freddie, Maisie and I went home we played with Minnie for about an hour. She was so cute and had settled in last night really well. Maisie was so happy.
"Maisie, it's time for bed. You have school tomorrow," I told Maisie.

"Fine," she said as she left to get ready for bed.
"I'll be in, in five minutes."
"So, was that dinner nicer than my chicken I made."
"Anything is nicer than that."
I threw a pillow from the couch at him.

"Hey," he said as he lifted one behind him and threw it at me.

"I'll go and say goodnight to Maisie," I said getting up.

"This isn't over Puckett!"
"It's on Benson."
I left and went in and tucked Maisie into bed before giving her a kiss on her forehead. I smiled as I turned of the light and left her room.

"Ready Miss Puckett?"
"Ready," I said as Freddie and I started our pillow fight.

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