Chapter 19

One of my FAVVVVORITE chappies. It may be short, but it has an effect on Sam. BTW.. You might hate me after this. like, "FREDDIE WHY DIDN'T YOU BREAK UP WITH HER, YOU BASTARD?" I'm currently working on the next chapter.

Narrator's P.O.V.

The cool breeze swept throughout the cafeteria, sending shivers down student's spines. The sky was completely gray, showing no sign of the sun as the crying clouds covered the sky up above. Raindrops were hitting the windows with much ease, and soon strolled down the glossy glass to meet the ground where puddles lay reflecting the gray sky. The windows shook violently, making students' heads snap up to look around to see what had happened, but they soon slumped down again when they noticed it was just the same old Seattle wind. The cafeteria today was awfully loud, maybe because of the weather.

Thunder roared outside, making the lonely girl in the corner shrunk. Good thing nobody was watching her. She glanced over to the brunette girl who was cuddling with a guy who was clearly not Freddie. He had his arms around her, rubbing his hands up and down her arms awkwardly, hoping that her boyfriend wouldn't arrive soon. Freddie entered the cafeteria, eyes on the lonely Sam in the corner who was eating independently, playing on her Pearphone.

He didn't even notice that the boy who was cuddling with Carly immediately retreated his arms back, picking up his spork and digging into his mashed potatoes. Freddie passed by his usual table, making his way to Sam, but an arm reached out and grabbed him, pulling Freddie towards the table. "Hi honey." Carly greeted, kissing him on the cheek and letting her lips linger there for a second or two before pulling back.

"Sup." Was all he said before taking his lunch out of his back pack. He turned around to check up on Sam, who was still on her Pearphone and slurping her hot chocolate. He turned back, taking a bite out of his sandwich and a sip from his water bottle. After around 20 minutes of chit-chatting and eating, Freddie took his phone out and texted Sam.

To: Princess
~ How's it going?

To: Frednub
~ Why?

To: Princess
~ No reason, just thought you were lonely back there.

To: Frednub
~ I wasn't feeling lonely because I was playing on my phone… then I was rudely interrupted, being informed that I was lonely. Gee, thanks.

To: Princess
~ Oh, woops, sorry.

To: Frednub
~ Yeah, woops.

To: Princess
~ I would go over there to keep you company, but Carly here has a death grip on my arm.

After 3 minutes of no response, he turned to look at Sam who was currently gathering her things and her lunch to throw away. He saw this as a chance to hang out with her the rest of lunch, so he swatted Carly's hand away from his arm to gather up his lunch, too. Freddie hung out at the end of the table, organizing his lunch into the plastic bag, just so he could have some time to catch up to Sam.

Freddie looked to his right to see what Sam was doing now, and he saw her get up and walk towards the trash can to throw her trash away. She made her way past their table, but didn't see to actually pass their table… because Carly stuck her foot out and tripped Sam.

Sam landed with a thud on the floor, her lunch slipping from her hands and landing on her and Carly. Carly abruptly stood up and screamed, rubbing her hands across her stomach to try to get some food off. Sam just sat there, glaring at Carly. "See? This is what happens if you trip someone holding lunch purposefully. Hot chocolate spills all over you, and pizza crumbs land in your hair."

Carly groaned, stepping over Sam, getting her milk and spilling it on her hair. "And that's payback."

Sam scrunched her face as cold drops of milky substance poured over her. "For what I didn't even do!" Carly shook her hands to get all the milk off, and continued glaring at Sam. Sam stood up, almost slipping because of the liquid still stuck on her.

"Ugh," Carly groaned, pushing Sam back with force. Sam stumbled backwards a bit, pushing Carly back with the same force. Carly pushed her back with more force, and Sam did the same. Soon it became pushing and shoving and pulling hair, and Freddie had to hug Sam from behind to stop the fight before it gets worse. The boy, Charles, went behind Carly to pry her away from Sam.

"Let… me… go Fredwart!" Sam shouted, struggling to release herself out of his grip.

"No, I'm not going to let you guys get hurt and kill each other." Freddie argued, keeping his grip on Sam.

Charles was also arguing with Carly, and found it quite easy to retain her away from Sam. Carly was screaming and throwing a fit, making the teacher over there in the corner table look at her and advance towards the group. At this point, everyone in the cafeteria was looking at them, mumbling things like 'Oh, drama,' or 'Chick fight!'

"Excuuuse me." Mrs. Briggs chimed in. The four of them looked at Mrs. Briggs simultaneously. "Puckett, Shay, principal's office, now." She demanded, prying thier arms off of them so she could usher the both of them to Principal Franklin's office. She started walking with the two girls under her hold, and suddenly stopped to look at Freddie and Charlie. "You too." Freddie and Charlie looked at each other, shrugged, and followed Mrs. Briggs.

~x0x0x~

It was almost night time, and they were still arguing with each other.

"She started it!" The girls both shouted at the same time. They glared at each other. Freddie was leaning against Sam's chair, and Charlie was leaning against Carly's.

"Girls." Principal Franklin sighed. "Okay, Sam. Tell us your story."

Sam huffed and blew a stray strand of hair from her face. "Okay, so… I was eating my lunch, right?" She stated, brushing away pizza crumbs in her hair. "And then I was done, so I stood up to walk over to the trash can, but I never reached it because this…" She pulled Carly's hair. "tripped me… so food flew all over the face."

"Liar!" Carly stood up pointing at Sam, and sat back down again. "She's lying. I didn't purposefully tripped her. In fact, she never tripped! She just dumped her food all over me, and accidentally dumped food on herself!" She lied.

"What? That's so not true! You tripped me, and dumped milk all over me!" She objected. Soon, they were screaming at each other's face, and Principal Franklin was silencing them.

"So, you both are witnesses?" Franklin asked Freddie and Charlie. They nodded. "So who started it?" Both Carly's and Sam's names were blurted out loud at the same time. Franklin sighed, shaking his head. "Okay, since we couldn't find out who started it, then I will just excuse all of you. You are dismissed." Franklin stated.

"What? You're not going to punish her?" Carly shouted.

"No. Even if she or you started it, I will not punish either of you. It is nearing the end of school, anywhat." Carly started protesting and Franklin said once more, "You are dismissed!"

All four walked outside the office, stopping at Carly and Sam's locker. And in a flash, Carly shoved Sam against the lockers. "You know why Principal Franklin didn't believe you?" Freddie grabbed Carly's arms and held her away from Sam. Carly didn't care, she was too busy talking to Sam.

"It's because he doesn't like you. Or care about you. Like everyone in this world. You don't care about anyone either, do you? You don't care that I get dumped food on, huh? You have a bitchy attitude and your tomboyish ways that disgusts me. You're a worthless piece of shit and no one cares about you. No wonder your dad and mom left. You're a disgrace to them, and they're embarrassed to be seen with you. Your dad chose to join the military to die because he never liked you. Your mom became an alcoholic because she never liked how you hit her husband that she remarried. She left you because she doesn't care about you." She smirked. "Why are you still here? Obviously you've got no place in anyone's heart."

Sam stood there, her mouth agape. Her fists were clenching and unclenching, deciding if she wants to hit Carly or not. She knew it wasn't true, but she couldn't help but think if it was. What if her dad did join the military to get away from her? What if her mom did leave because she threatened to kill the guy her mom remarried? What if no one cared about her…?

Freddie just stood there, no longer holding Carly back. He was just as in shock as Sam. "I'm done." He heard Sam mumble, storming out into the darkness outside. Freddie's eyes followed after her, and he turned to Carly. He was going to scold her, but found he had no time for that. He shook his head, running past her and out to follow Sam.

Woooh. Cliff-hanger. I haven't done those in a long time… huh? You guys probably hate me right now because Freddie didn't really do or say anything. But I promise… you'll LOVE the next chapter. I think. Tell me in a review if you loved it or not. :3 And send your complaints. :P

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