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Carly's POV
I mean, seriously. They lie to me, and it's not like the first time, and, who knows, there may never be a last time.
That's what got me mad.
They have all these little lies that they like to keep from me, for whatever reasons they have. I mean, do friends do that to each other? Oh, my mistake, not friends, but BEST friends? I certainly know I never do. No matter how embarrassing, or so unlike me, or something I've never told anyone else…
FLASHBACK
I was walking to class, wondering what we were going to learn for class that day. I was 11, and we went to Ridgeway Middle School. I ran into this kid who was kind of chubby, and had just gotten his braces off. Yep, none other than…
Jeremy, or Germy.
And without his braces off, I thought he looked pretty hot, even though he always sneezed, because I thought his sneezing was cute. I think my vision or something was blurred up, because I wasn't wearing my glasses.
Yep, I, Carly Shay, wore glasses. Well, 'til I was thirteen. Anyways, I had a crush. A crush I could never tell anyone about…
Except, for, of course, Sam and Freddie. And they never told anyone. They always told me everything.
Anyways, even when the rathful popular girl Willa Gregory (A/N: NO OFFENSE TO ANYONE'S NAME I USED!) found out, they were there for me, and we basically were just how we are now. Wait, scratch that. Who I THOUGHT we were.
END OF FLASHBACK
And it's not like that was the only embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me. Well, I've only had two, but still just as embarrassing!
But I'm a curious person. So I really just want to know WHY they haven't been telling me these things. Oh, sure, they're really embarrassing, saying as I'm very, VERY close to the two of them, but they have to know that I would understand.
Anyways, back to the conversation.
"Oh, you know everything," They stated. And now, thinking in depth about our friendship, I was angry. And not the usual Carly Shay angry…
But ANGRY.
"Yeah," I said, "And I am getting really tired of you guys keeping secrets from me." They looked at one another.
"Carly," Sam said, "We don't keep THAT many secrets from you…" Now I was beyond angry.
"Who cares how many you kept from me? You shouldn't have kept any at all!" I exclaimed, pretty close to enraged.
"Carly, we're sorry…"
"You usually ARE sorry, but not sorry enough to keep from doing it! Plus, what about that promise?" I stated.
"What promise?" Freddie questioned.
"The promise that you guys DIDN'T keep to me about not keeping secrets anymore!" I shouted. Then, I began to cool off. "So instead of me just ignoring you, you guys at least owe me one answer to one of my questions…why? Why do you keep things from me?"
They were quiet. The people around us were making noise, and that was pretty much all I heard.
"Carly…" Freddie started. "It's very hard to explain, but we think that you'd go a little nuts.
"Yeah, Carls," Sam said, "I mean, we're supposed to hate each other, and we WERE thinking about it, it's just…"
"We think it's hard for you to understand." Sam continued.
"It's not hard for me to understand-" I stated, but Sam interrupted me.
"Yes, it is!" Sam shouted. "Remember that time when we kept the secret from you about our kiss?"
"Yeah, but what does that have to do with any-"
"You went crazy." Sam continued. I was going to counter-react, but…she was right. I did go a little nuts. But I thought about the other secret they kept from me?
"OK, that explains THAT secret, but what about Antonio-"
"I didn't want to bring him up again!" Sam exclaimed. "And I thought you wouldn't understand since you weren't here." That was true as well. I sighed thinking of how wrong I was. But what about their new BF/GF relationship?
"Yeah, but what about you guys and your new relationship?" I asked.
"That was OUR secret," Freddie insisted, "And it's not like we didn't think it over, or feel bad about it at all." I thought this over, and the rest of what they had just said. They had good explanations…
"I'm sorry," I said, apologetically. "I didn't have a right to shout at you guys like that, and I'm sorry that I really DIDN'T understand."
"No, you shouldn't be," Freddie said, "I mean, we shouldn't have kept secrets from our best friend."
"Yeah, and we're not mad," Sam assured, "We totally get why you did that little test on us. We completely deserved it." I felt so emotional, that I wrapped my arms around them shouting, "GROUP HUG!," And things went on as usual here in Rome: Touring, eating, trying not to look when they kissed…
I especially loved the theatre. It was called the Merida Roman Theatre.
When we got back to the hotel, I had gotten a call. It was Grandma Anne.
"Hi, Grammy!" I exclaimed into the phone. "Thank you for this trip! It has been the best days ever!"
"Yeah, Carly, you know that you have to go on a flight back to Seattle tomorrow, right?"
"What?" I exclaimed once more, as I moved around the beds looking for that airplane ticket. I looked at it. Oh, know…I thought. Grammy's right…
"Yeah, tomorrow you have to get on a flight over here," Gramdma Anne said through the phone.
"OK," I said into the phone.
"Carly, what's wrong?"
"Nothing," I tried to assure her, "Everything's fine. Bye, Grammy." Still not positively sure that what I had been saying is true, she hung-up. Today had been a perfect day, and it was gone, just like that.
I heard knocking at my hotel door, and, assuming it was Sam and Freddie, went to the door and opened it, and my day got even worse when I found a little girl at my door.
Who only spoke Italian.
Ok, yeah, I took classes, but I only got a B. Besides, it's not like they can teach us the whole language in one school year, and us remember or know it in one school year, I mean, I'm not Superwoman.
So I was pretty confused when the girl was speaking Italian words very hysterically and fast. Luckily, they were all words I could understand.
"Ciao, signorina? Ho paura! Non riesco a trovare la mia mamma!" She exclaimed, very worried. "Potete aiutarmi a trovarla?" I understood what she was saying after awhile. She had said, "Hello, Miss? I'm afraid! I can not find my mom! Can you help me find her?" This then made ME hysterical and excited and jumpy as well. I replied to her in Italian and told her that everything was going to be OK, and we'd find her mom. Then, I thought about Sam and Freddie. They could help, too! I also told the little girl this Italian, and told her that my name was Carly, and that I wanted to know hers. She replied, "Alessandra." I then hugged the little girl (probably 4-6 years in age, but 6 is as high as I'll go for that little girl." And I thought she was so cute.
That is, until I found out that she was Antonio's little sister.
Did you like it? I liked putting the twists in there! Ha ha! And if you're still confused on Carly knowing about Antonio, well Sam had told her about his character. Who knows what will happen next? ME! Who will be sad if you do not review? ME!
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~Zazeendot
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