Sorry for the long wait! Here is chapter 10, got a lot of stuff going on since the holidays are coming up.
Here we go :D
Chapter 10
3 months pass.
I wake up almost automatically by instinct at the touch of dawn. It was still dark, my bedside lamp was on and you can see the very faint light of the sun from the horizon.
I quickly got up and got in the shower. I tossed my clothes in the hamper and took a quick shower.
Glancing at the mirror. I was nowhere near what I had looked before.
I'm almost 6 feet tall now, I am no longer a skinny nubbish geeky nerd outside. I have developed ripped biceps and triceps, a 6-pack developed chest muscles also my back. I can no longer see my ribs and well my lower body also was developed due to the training I had gone through for everyday for 3 months, sure I grew muscles but don't mistake me for the wrestler type of muscle-freaks out there that looked like muscles that turned out to be a person rather than the other way around. I looked just right, not huge. Just right.
My hair was long now, almost to my shoulders. My bangs dropped to my face and I just brushed it up.
I took a quick shower, hopped into my parkour wear and opened the door.
I sat on my bed and put my shoes on, my shoes show the days I gone through for it showed a really visible amount of wear and tear. The tracks on the bottom were almost straight, a part on the right almost bursting its seams but nonetheless still a perfect pair of trainers.
I got out of the terrace and took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
I did my warm-up and took another deep breath and closed my eyes again. I stopped and took in the morning, feeling everything. The wind, the birds chirping in a nearby tree, and the rustle of the leaves bustling to the almost chilling wind of the early December breeze.
I opened my eyes and dove forward from the terrace imitating the similar stance David Belle did when I first saw him. Legs tucked in and arms panned out like an eagle.
Adrenaline pumped through my veins, technically I was 16 feet up in the air. I stretched out my feet preparing for the landing and the moment my feet touched the ground I leaned forward and did a roll and automatically got up running spontaneously.
I didn't ride the golf cart anymore, I would run the whole way to the "playground" where my master awaits me.
Today was my final test.
I ran the whole way, not stopping even for a minute. Back then I couldn't run a block even for my life, but now I could go on running for long periods of time without pausing for a breath.
I got to the park and there I saw David waiting. I stopped to catch my breath and he looked at me.
David now knew a few english words, "Are you ready?" David asked.
"Yeah, I'm ready." THen David dashed off.
The test was to catch David, everybody knows how hard it would be. It's like trying to catch an eel with your bare hands. It didn't mean that I had to stop him completely, even just touching the hem of his clothes would count.
I ran after him, he was running toward an alley and he scaled a chain fence and jumped onto the fire escape, I then quickly did the same.
The building looked like an apartment complex, around 4 floors high.
He was quickly running up the steel stairs taking 3 steps at a time using the force of his hands to propel himself upward with the help of the rails. I ran up as fast as I could doing two steps at a time and even though I was putting a lot of effort, the gap between us stayed the same.
We reached the rooftop, exhaust fans lined the rooftop, a few centralized airconditioning machines and ports.
He was running toward the next building and after a moment he took flight jumping off the edge of the building onto a three-story shop.
I stepped over the edge and peered down. My eyes grew big at the deep chasm. Even I am now accustomed to high places, fear will never be out of the question.
My eyes looked for David which was now sprinting over the rooftop, he stopped and turned and looked back at me as if mocking with his eyes.
I took a few steps back and went into an instant sprint, I jumped off the ledge and looked down, the blank alley moving underneath me, I landed on the rooftop and rolled and resumed the chase.
David smiled at me and turned quickly to slide down the roof. I followed hot in pursuit like chasing down a wanted criminal.
We slid down an alley with a dead end. I am the victor I thought to myself.
We were already nearing the end and I thought I got him cornered. But then David ran up the wall and kicked off into a backwards somersault. I tried grabbing him in mid somersault but failed.
He smirked at me and dashed off in the other direction.
"You're slow Benson!" he shouted.
"What are your brains for?" he added then turned at the corner.
I rolled my eyes at his comment.
But he was right. I had to think of something soon.
So I ran after him again and turned around the corner just to realize he was nowhere in sight.
I looked around and found no trace of him.
I looked up and there he was perching on one of the windows looking down and smiling.
He turned and immediately jumped up and reached for the ledge and went up. But I decided to cut him off from the ground.
I laid low running through the alleys until I was 2 blocks ahead while estimating his route through the playground. I already knew his routes through the months and I also know the place like the back of my hand... Well topographically at least.
I caught up with him and he was suprised as I jumped from the balcony of a building into the alley he was running into, he tried to jump up but caught him midair by kicking off the nearest wall. We landed on our feet and slamming our palms on the ground to break the impact. I was bent down on my knees, head down and hands still on the ground while trying to catch my breath as David was clutching his knees taking deep breaths.
I plopped down on my back and wiped the sweat from my forehead.
David held out a hand and pulled me up.
"You're ready Benson." He said in between breaths.
I smiled. I passed the test.
I sat down again on the ground, I leaned back spreading my feet on the ground and using my elbows for support.
"The most important thing in Parkour is using your brain and trusting your instincts." A booming voice from somewhere said. I shot up and it was Wilson with his famous megaphone.
"Congratulations sir." He said as he walked up to me.
"Thank you Wilson." I said happily.
Wilson went to David and they talked for a while in french.
We walked silently to the park and they continued talking.
I plopped down the grass, my eyes fixated on the blue sky overhead and clouds moving across the horizon. My eyes closed due to the exhaustion and slipped into a dream.
I was back in Ridgeway's halls. No one was around. Not a single soul. I held up my wrist to check the time, my watch had stopped. I tried taking out my pearphone but it was dead. So I wandered aimlessly through the halls. I looked into the classrooms which were empty. The gym, the auditorium everything was empty even the cafeteria. I started to panic. I ran for the exit only to find it shut tight with a chain. I yanked it will all my might. No use.
So I stopped to think. This is my dream. I know that I can control my dream, Or so I thought unless this is a nightmare. So I thought of things.
The door magically opening, no use.
I thought of a bolt cutter, no use.
I thought of mom. Still no use.
I almost started to cry, but I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I grabbed hold of the hand, it was small, one of a teenagers, it was soft and suple and it was warm.
I smiled, Carly came to save me.
But as I got up and turned.
I saw Sam smiling at me.
SAM!
Beads of sweat suddenly ran down my face, everything grew dark and her smile turned into a dark grin.
Then I woke up.
I saw Wilson and Theodore staring at me.
My vision was still hazy and tried getting up.
I noticed that I wasn't in the playground anymore, I was in some room and in someone's bed.
Theodore snaps his fingers on my face.
"Freddie? Hello? Are you in there?" Theo asks.
I shook my head wildly.
"Yeah..." MY voice trailed off.
"Where am I?" I quickly asked.
"You passed out at the playground a while ago, and Wilson called the twins to bring you back here." Theo said.
My vision cleared and I was back at the mansion in my room still wearing the same clothes I wore this morning.
"Thanks Theo." was all I could say.
"Sure thing man." Theo smirked.
"Better rest a bit, David said you would need it." Theo added and waved to say goodbye.
"Where is David anyway?" I asked Wilson who was still in the room.
"We have already escorted him to the airport." Wilson said.
"Oh."
"You need to rest young master." Wilson bowed and left the room promptly.
I stared at the now empty room.
I wasn't tired anymore so I got up and took my laptop. It has been a long time since I last went online to check up on stuff.
So by instinct I went into the iCarly website.
I clicked on the last show and waited for it to load.
While waiting I checked out the viewers comments.
Most of them saying that it was a great show, and how funny the girls were but a particular comment caught my eye.
"Seddiegurl09: Where's Freddie? It's already been 3 months now since we last saw him!"
and also another one.
"Seddietastic999: What have you done to Freddie now Sam? Did you scare him off again?"
I was relieved that there were still fans looking for me and made me smile.
So I played the video, of course the trademark opening was still the same with Carly and Sam screaming iCarly on screen. Everything was still the same but I noticed that the camera wasn't moving at all. It felt mounted like the "B cam". The lighting was a disaster. Nothing was on cue. Even random dancing with random lights didn't seem spectacular anymore.
I also noticed that sometimes Carly would half-heartedly smile and stare of into the space behind the camera, as if looking for someone who had been there. I knew it was me which kind of made me happy knowing that Carly was worried.
But Sam on the other hand looked unfazed and still the same. She did not have any hints of remorse whatsoever. Maybe she didn't really care if I was around.
This made me sad, frustrated and annoyed for some reason.
As I stared at my monitor, she threw insults one after another like they were a part of her everyday speech. She was a Puckett after all.
The show ended and the girls waved goodbye.
I sat back and analyzed what I saw.
This just provided more fuel for the already burning desire of getting even with her, and well, everyone else.
For one thing though, Carly did need me, well as a Tech producer of course. I realized these past few months that Carly would never see me in a romantic light. Well not yet at least.
I snickered to myself. I did change and now I felt more confident. But I also knew that what I had for Carly would never be love. Just a crush that had trudged on for years. Too long if you'd ask me.
I just liked her kindness, and of course how she looked like a perfect girl. Brown her, hazel eyes, pink lips and a fair white complexion.
But inside she was a completely different girl from what she looked like from the outside.
She tended to be a perfectionist, she meddled alot with other people's business, and she was selfish most of the time, for she wanted all the attention on herself, well most of the time.
She also had a way of twisting people into doing something for her and act innocent about it.
So it wasn't all "get even with Sam", it was also "get even with Carly". All I wanted was for her to see what she was missing.
Society these days have taken a great change in every aspect. Everything was fast paced and dictated by computers and technology, thus changing the people as well.
Nobody got serious with dating. Everything was fast, no more courting, they would just get it on and break up when they wanted or feel like it or in most cases when they got what they wanted.
I was brought up old-school. Wooing a girl, courting her and to the lengths of serenading and a lot of fluff, like flowers and chocolates and stuff. Not touching her hand until permission was granted and utmost respect for her femininity, putting her well-being before myself.
I then remembered the "ex-es" of both Carly and Sam.
Both of them had unsavory relationships, but Sam always had the worst.
She would date a guy who would later break her heart because they used her as a bridge to cross over to the Carly territory. Not that I cared. But maybe I did. She was still my friend after all. Well to me that is. I really didn't know if I was a friend to her too.
All these conflicting thoughts made my head hurt. I climbed out of bed placing the laptop on my bedside drawer and went to the terrace. A soft breeze whistled through the air as I grasped the banister of the terrace.
I collected my thoughts once more, I'm doing this to teach them a lesson, not really to get even. I then justified this as a plausible motive to continue the plan.
I was in conflict with myself if I should go with the plan or just give up and be a nub for the rest of my life.
So I had to justify my motive so that I could fight off any lingering thoughts of quitting the plan all together.
First off Carly didn't really do anything, it was I who was very persistent even though I knew myself that I would never have had the chance to be her boyfriend. Then there was Sam, Sam was instinctively vicious and that was her. She was naturally insultive and abrasive.
And that all meant that I was the one that overacted.
But like ive said I justified my thoughts. They get what they wanted, so why can't I have what I deserved?
"Wilson" I whispered.
"Yes master?" Wilson whispered back.
"I do believe you know what I want."
Wilson did not respond. He just nodded and turned.
"Are you positive about this master Freddie?"
"Absolutely." I said without any hesitation.
"It is settled then. We will rendezvous at the playground 0900 hours."
A/N: Had to stop the chapter here. I'll update again after a week.
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