A/N: So sorry for the long update! I made this chapter a lil bit longer than the rest to make up the wait!
Please review and I hope you enjoy the next chapter of iWill Get Her Back!
"I can't believe the wedding is in three days," Spencer commented. His eyes were bloodshot and he was yawning every five minutes. It was 6:09am in the morning and they had a long day ahead of them.
"Freddie are you sure you can't drive for a little bit?"
Freddie shook his head, "I'm sorry, Spencer. But I know I'll just fall asleep with the relaxing road and such."
Spencer looked in the rearview mirror at Brad who was sound asleep. Brad was driving all day and Spencer didn't want to bother him. His head was drooping but he snapped it back up. He soon was just listening to the light sound of the radio relaxing.
Slowly his eyes were drifting and the next thing they know is the car was swerving in a ditch but luckily Spencer quickly woke up getting the car back on the road.
Freddie's head hit the window from the sudden movement.
"Chiz, Spence! You almost made my head be a part of the girly car!"
"Sorry, Fredo. I didn't realize how tired I am," Spencer sighed.
"I can drive," Gibby's head popped in between the front seats.
Freddie and Spencer did an awkward glance to each other. "Uhh, that's okay…" Freddie said cautiously.
"Why can't I drive?"
Spencer squinted, "do you even know how to drive, Gibs?"
Gibby scoffed, "I sure do! I play Barbie's Road Trip almost everyday."
"I don't think that counts as driving…"
"Barbie's Road Trip?"
Spencer and Freddie simultaneously said.
"Come on, fellas. You both are tired, I am perfectly awake, it'll be fine."
Spencer sighed in defeation and pulled over on the road.
"Spencer!" Freddie gripped the car door.
"Freddie," Spencer's exhausted eyes looked over, "I don't think this is the very best idea either, but I'm tired, you're tired, let's just give Gibby a chance."
"We'll probably get off course-"
"Look, can your promise me one thing?"
Freddie looked at the man with caution, "okay…"
"Promise me for the rest of the trip you'll go with the flow on everything until we get there. You'll be okay to make a couple of stops, go on an adventure, just be cool with whatever we do. I promise you we'll get there in time, okay?"
"I...huh, I guess. Okay."
"Thanks, broski," Spencer smiled. "Okay Gibby ready to drive...ah, where's Gibby?"
"Stretching outside," Freddie shook his head.
Sure enough, the Gibson boy was doing some jumping jacks and lunges in front of the car.
Spencer stepped out, "Gibby? What are you… whatcha doin' there?"
Gibby cracked his neck, "getting ready to get behind the metal machine. I drive the car, the car does not drive you," he mumbled the last part to himself.
"Oh God, please help us now," Spencer mumbled getting in the back.
….
"I have never in my forty years seen a bride get her wedding dress when the wedding is in three days!" Ellen scoffed while walking in a very fancy bridal shop.
"More like seventy years," Sam mumbled. In response Carly elbowed her best friend in the ribs. The two girls were in complete awe when they reached in the dress store called Diamonds & Dresses. The floor had a creamy color and the walls were a nice white with light pink flowers placed on them. There were pictures of ecstatic brides in beautiful dresses placed around the store. On the ceiling in the middle hanged a glistening chandelier.
"Ho-lee crabs."
"Is that a fountain?" Carly pointed to a medium size high fountain that had fake birds in it.
"Okay you two," Ellen clapped, "lets get to work."
"What's the price limit?" Sam asked eyeing a bunch of dresses that looked like someone sewed it piece by piece for over hundred years using only the finest of fabrics.
"Oh," Ellen snorted. "Samantha, there is never a price limit for the Tulalips."
Carly's eyes widen when she randomly glanced at a dress' price tag.
$582.380
"Ellen Tulalip?" A redhead lady walked over hugging Jonah's mom.
"Jennifer! This is perfect! I need you to find a dress my son's bride-to-be."
"Certainly! I was wondering when you were finally going to come in here looking at dresses for your daughter-in-law!" Jennifer smiled at Sam who gave an awkward wave.
"Yes, so did I. Now lets cut to the chase! We need something beautiful… I was thinking a Cinderella type of dress."
"Absolutely not!" Sam barged in.
"Samantha-"
"Sam."
"Samantha, please. You'd be so stunning! It'd make my- I mean, your dreams come true! It'd be a nice change for once."
"What is that suppose to mean, Ellen?"
"I mean you're certainly not the most… cleanest plate on the shelf."
"Well how about my dirty foot kicks you in your dirty-"
"Okay!" Carly cutted in before things got nasty.
"Um," Jennifer stuttered looking at the two blondes, "what were you thinking?"
Sam shrugged, "I don't know. One time I saw Lady Gaga wear a meat dress."
"Isn't she just a joker!" Ellen faked laugh.
"Err, how about a mermaid dress?" Jennifer suggested.
"Please, I will not be a Gibson."
"A what-"
"How about we start with straps," Carly rubbed her temples. "Sam, would you like straps, or no straps?"
"Straps," Sam said.
"No straps," Ellen interrupted.
"Ah… plain, beaded, or a lace dress?" Jennifer tried helping Carly.
"Plain."
"Beaded!" Ellen tapped her finger quickly on her chin.
Jennifer and Carly sighed knowing this is going to be a long afternoon.
…
Freddie opened his eyes after twelve hours of catching some z's. He looked out the window and saw the interstate name they were currently driving on. The boy grabbed the map, unfolding it, seeing that they were in fact still on the right track.
"Wow, I'm impressed, Gibby. Sorry I doubted you," Freddie commented looking over at the driving boy who popped some skittles in his mouth.
"Never doubt the Gibson."
"Aren't you a lil bit tired? You look wide awake after driving for half a day."
"Na. If I have the rainbow in my mouth I can go on for hours."
Freddie tried really, really hard to not turn that into a gross way and looked out the window.
"Spencer! Your foot is in my ribs!" Brad yelled awaking from the back seat.
"Well your ribs are on my foot!"
"Oh. My. God."
"What?"
Gibby pointed to a billboard that they were passing, "Galaxy Wars convention! Look! It'd be our next exit! We have to go!"
"Holy fudge! We need to go!" Brad chirped in.
"We can not!" Freddie stopped when Spencer threw him a look. "I mean, I don't know if we should stop…"
"We'd only be in there for an hour, please Freddie?"
"Please?"
"We'll be okay time wise," Spencer commented.
Freddie took a deep breath and slumped in his seat.
"Let's go then."
"Wooooo!"
…
"This is the best place I have ever been to," Brad jumped with excitement like little girl looking around the arena.
"Okay guys, we'll meet back here in-"
"IT'S NUG NUG!" Spencer squealed.
Freddie stopped when all the boys left in different directions.
"One… hour…"
Usually Freddie would be close to fainting seeing his favorite TV show a themed convention, but he just didn't have the energy. He started walking not really paying attention to anything. People in costumes passed him but his eyes were just on the ground as his thoughts were in their own place.
Suddenly, something hard hit Freddie in the head.
"Ow!" Freddie held his head from the throbbing feeling.
"Ow, also!" Freddie looked up seeing a girl about his age in a really revealing Galaxy War princess dress rubbing her forehead also.
"I am so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going-"
"It's okay," the girl laughed still rubbing her forehead. "I'm Taran."
"Freddie."
Instead of shaking hands they did the Galaxy Wars handshake where they did some sort of bow/ankle movement. Freddie was impressed at how well she knew it. He really looked at her for the first time since they knocked into each other. She had long pitch black hair that was in a braid just like Princess Aro would going down to the middle of her back. Her eyes were a forest green and she had the whitest teeth he has ever seen. Her face was sprinkled with freckles that would make guys melt. She was wearing a blue long dress that had gold beading ringed around it with see-through sleeves.
She was breath-taking.
"Sorry about your head," Freddie said embarrassedly.
"Psh, na. It's okay, I'm totally fine."
"I like your costume, Princess Aro is the best."
"I like yours too, what are you suppose to be, a coffee boy?" Taran smirked.
"Ha-ha," Freddie laughed sarcastically.
"I'm just joshing with you," Taran laughed. "I like to joke around with people because at my job I have to be professional as possible."
"Where do you work?" Freddie asked.
"I work at the Pilot Pair Share Company."
"Thee Pilot Pair Share Company?" Freddie almost choked.
Taran smiled, "yup. I'm the technology handler. The one who has to make sure all the technology works right before it ships off to the big bosses."
"You're into technology?"
"Oh yeah. Big time. Instead of Barbies I played with a calculator."
I must be dreaming.
"That's… wow. I have never met another girl who shared the same love of technology with me."
"You'd be surprised. I mean, I was the president of my AV Girls Chess Club and president of the AP Leader of Calc Club."
Yup… I'm dreaming.
"Sorry…" Taran blushed, "I must sound like a real nub."
"No! No you're fine! I'm a nub, too! Well I mean, I'm not a nub, and neither are you but some people just call me a nub but I surely am not… a nub."
Taran laughed, "I get it. You're not a nub."
"...nope. Not to the nub."
Taran smiled which made Freddie smile as well.
This girl is my dream girl, I swear.
"I don't know if this sounds weird or not… but there's going to be an after party around eight tonight. So in an hour or two. I would love for you to come. It's down the street at a country club. Would you like to come?"
"Maybe, I'll see." Freddie smiled.
Taran grinned and gave a Galaxy Wars solute before she walked off.
"See you later, Freddie."
Freddie started walking away thinking about what just happend. A gorgeous girl who was into chess, technology, galaxy wars, and math wanted to meet up later.
She was my perfect girl…
Freddie realized he could end it here, right now. He could go to that cross country club, meet up with Taran, laugh and talk about movies they share interest, and just having the best time. No bickering, no arguing, no abuse. Sam could be with Jonah, and he could be with Taran.
"Freddie! Are you ready to go? We should get back on the road now. Three days left, bro." Brad gripped Freddie's left shoulder.
"Ah…" Freddie's thoughts went back to Taran with her green eyes, black hair, white teeth, freckles… Princess Aro.
"Yeah," Freddie smiled, "lets go get my Sammy."
In the end though, nothing could get in the way of his favorite princess, Princess Puckett.