I understand if you think the story is a little rushed, but, I promise you, the pacing gets better as I go along. (In this chapter, I include Gibby's!)
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Chapter 4:
The next day, in school, Carly meets up with Sam and tells what had occurred the night before. About her and Freddie being separated, then sneaking out to meet in the courtyard. But she didn't tell her about the reason why.
"Damn!" Sam says.
"I know." Carly agrees.
"What are you gonna do now?" Sam asks.
Carly shrugs. "We're just gonna have to keep sneaking out."
"And what about iCarly?"
"We can't do it without him, and they're not gonna let us be in the same room together."
Freddie comes up suddenly and takes Carly's hand. His face is flushed and his breathing is ragged. He's looking around nervously.
"No time to explain..." he pants before Carly can say hi. "C'mon!"
He leads Carly to a nearby broom closet. Sam follows, somehow knowing that she needs to be of assistance since the nerd and Carly are obviously in trouble.
"Stay out here and don't tell my mom anything!" Freddie tells her.
"Okay." Sam says, mocking an army salute.
Freddie rolls his eyes and shuts the door.
"What's going on?" Carly asks.
"My mom is looking for us." Freddie breathes in a whisper. "She wants to make absolutely sure that we stay away from each other."
"So, how did you manage to escape her wrath?" Carly teases, giggling.
Freddie smirks. "I lost her outside, in the crowd. With a little help from the football team." He looks out the tiny window on the door and ducks down suddenly. "Here she comes!"
"You, Puckett!" they hear Mrs. Benson say. "Where are they?"
"Who?" Sam asks.
"My son! Or that...that tramp!" Mrs. Benson exclaims. Carly makes a face at that remark, sharing a glance with Freddie.
"Oh, them!" Sam says, laughing. "They're around back, near the basketball court."
Carly and Freddie listen to the sound of retreating footsteps and there's a slight tap on the door.
"She's gone." Sam says.
Freddie opens the door. "Thanks, Sam."
"No problem." Sam says with a wave of her hand. "Now I'm just wondering how long until she realizes there isn't a basketball court here. You'd think she'd know, the dumbass.
"Anyway, why don't you guys head down to Gibby's?" she suggests. "It's the perfect hiding place."
"And miss class?" Carly says, surprised.
"Do you want each other or claws?"
"To Gibby's!" Freddie declares.
As they turn to leave, Freddie says to Sam, "Thanks again, Sam. We really owe you one."
"Yeah, yeah, now run along you two!" Sam rushes.
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Yeah, there is some Seddie in that last part. I'm a big Creddier but I just wanted to include that for the Seddiers that are reading this. Anyway, until next time!