JUSTUFF: HEY HEY HEY HEY! So, what up? I know, really fast update! The reason is because I just got my grades, and they are REALLY BAD…I have two F's, two C's, and two A's. Bad right? Well, this was created to kind of help get my stress off my shoulders, and, if you have stress, too, I hope reading it will also lift that heavy weight called stress off your shoulders as well!
Disclaimer: Why would Dan Schneider have an account called zazeendot? Yeah…think about that for a sec…
Sam's POV
OK, I knew Rome could be an adventurous place, I'd know, but this BY FAR is way past adventurous! Kind of like…I don't know, I don't even know how to DESCRIBE it. Who knew I could've learned so much about my life that I never knew (like, I don't know, 50%) in four days?! I wonder what would've happened by the time I got back from President's Week? Maybe Santa Claus was going to fly over Rome in his sleigh giving out fat-cakes.
Yeah, but only a girl like me can dream.
"Carly," I tried to say in the most non-suspicious voice ever, "How did you get here?"
"Oh," She said, simply, "I told Grandma Anne about how I missed this trip to go to her birthday, which was the most boring birthday ever, I might add, and she felt guilty, so she used some of her retirement money to fly me here! Way too generous, I know, but she refused to let me say no. She just shouted, "Go, Carly, don't talk back to me!" She said that last part in a crouchety voice and shook her hand into the sky.
"But, wait," I stated, "how did you know where we would be?"
"Well, before we all left at once, I saw your tickets, you know, for the plane and the hotel. Ad then, when Grandma Anne insisted on having me go, she bought me ones just like yours, and I recognized the hotel name." (A/N: Sorry, I kind of didn't know what to put as an explanation!)
"So, anyways, off that topic," She stated, "What's happened with you guys? I want to hear everything!"
"Nothing," We said simultaneously.
"We just…toured the city a little." I replied.
"Yeah," Freddie responded. "And ate at these amazing places."
She frowned, a liitle shocked and disappointed. "That's it? Wow, Rome must not be as much of an exciting place as I thought." I was like, "Nope, it's not" even though I was so screaming, in my head, of course… "You're kidding, right?" But whatever.
"So, you guys want to hang out as friends again," She asked, "Any dessert, on me."
"Yay," I said, trying to be cheery. Wow, the first day of me and Freddie as a couple, and Carly has to come, right then, right there. Seriously, though, what are the odds? Less than the chances of me winning the lottery, I can tell you that! As we were all walking, me and Freddie just looked at each other, sending each other the exact same message through our eyes…"Uh-oh…"
Carly stopped at a resturaunt that I had already been to, called "Shiny Vassoio," which, in English, basically just means "Shiny Tray." I only knew that because Freddie translated it for me. He had to translate my order, and everything. He was a big help. Mamma has to have her food! Anyway, Carly stopped and read their choices for desserts, and saw one that sounded good called Pizelle Cookies, except she said it with a cool French accent. So we went inside and tried it. They were really good. I thought they were better than American cookies, but, you know, that's just me.
While we were walking down the streets of Rome, Carly suddenly just burst out laughing. We both faced each other, then looked at Carly, as if she were some new monster species that hasn't been uncovered yet.
"Um, Carly," I said, kind of weirded out, "Why ya laughing?"
"Oh, just because," She tried to get out in between laughs, "That, you know, you guys were all alone in a romantic city…" She narrowed the laughing down to chuckling."Yeah, ha ha," We fake-chuckled. "So, you guys didn't do anything else?" This guilt kept coming back to me. I hated guilt. Carly was the one who molded it into me over the few years I've known her. And right now, it was hitting me like a meteor shower. She was my best friend; I had to tell her sooner or later, when, all of a sudden...
Antonio comes around. Yep, whenever I get rid of him, he comes back. I mean, I had already seen him, what, an hour ago? But this time, he wasn't hitting on me. Nope, he learned his lesson from me.
He was hitting on none other than, Carly Shay.
But, the thing is, I couldn't warn Carly about him. She'd know that I had been lying about me just "getting a tour of Rome," and "just eating at awesome places' which weren't exactly false statements, but, eventually, everything would come out. And I just wasn't ready. I WAS ready, but I wasn't anymore.
"Hey, what's your name?" He said in that dreamy Roman accent. "Want to take a tour of Rome with me?" I had to admit, I was a little sad, because he really did hurt me. I have a tough exterior, but I'm still a female, a girl, and I have feelings. But that wasn't the full reason on why I was sad. Nope. But Carly was about to get under his trance, or already was.
And like a drug, once you got one little dose of Antonio Marcellini, you couldn't stop. I knew I had to protect her. But I still wasn't ready to tell her the truth just yet. So…
I did something.
I still don't why I did what I did. I must've acted without thinking or something, best friend instinct. But I could tell by how Carly's face lit up, she was going to be under his trance too, just like I had been. So…
Yep, I jumped on him. And started punching his arm…HARD.
He knocked me off, fixed how he looked, and walked away, well, more like jogged.
Carly stared at me, with no emotion on her face, like a robot, or something.
"Why did you do that?" She questioned, a little hint of anger in her eyes.
I paused as I got up off the ground. "I had a bad feeling about him-"
"Sam, I know you. You wouldn't just attack a guy in a foreign country because you had a "bad feeling" about him in the first 5 seconds. I want the real reason. Now."
Man, do I hate Rome!
So? What'd ya think? I didn't really like the ending, but I always hate at least one part in every chapter, but I'm glad some of you enjoy it!
Sadly, this story doesn't have a lot left, sorry…but it's only one President's Week, remember? I know, I'm sad, too! But I have another idea for a story, but I don't want to post it up because people might steal the idea. Well, I hope you enjoyed it! And now…
THE SAYING OF THE CHAPTER (The saying I always use)…:
What's on the hanger, player?
CLICK THE GREEN BUTTON AND MAKE A WISH AND…GUESS WHAT…?
IT WON'T COME TRUE!!!
SORRY, BUT, STILL, REVIEW!!!
