Author's Note: Sorry it's taken so long. I've been busy. So here it is! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!

Chapter 2

Carly sat in her room, doing the homework from Ms. Briggs's class. She was bored. Very bored. After another 20 minutes, she finished.

"Thank God" she said.

She picked up her PearPhone, and dialed Sam's number. No answer. So, she dialed Freddie's number instead. It rang for about half of a ring, and Freddie's now much lower voice picked up.

"Hi Carly!"

"Freddie I'm bored. Can you come over?"

There was no response on the other end.

"Freddie?"

Someone knocked at the door.

"Of course." Carly thought out loud.

She got up and opened the door, only to find Freddie standing there. She let him in and they both sat down on the couch. Carly flicked on the TV, and they started watching Hannah Montana.

"God I hate Miley Cyrus!" Carly said.

"Me too. I mean, come on, like she hasn't already had sex with her boyfriend!"

"I know!" Carly replied.

They talked shit about Miley Cyrus and her dumb ass for a while. Then Freddie spoke again.

"This is weird. Spencer hasn't come out here and showed us one of his crazy ass inventions yet."

"That's because he went out to go fuck his girlfriend at her place."

"Oh…" Freddie responded uncomfortably. "Never mind."

Carly's head was spinning. She would probably never get any alone time like this with Freddie again, thanks to Sam.

Should I tell him?... No bitch don't be fucking crazy! You can't tell him! Yes you can! No you can't!! Oh shit what the fuck should I do?????????

Carly was still trying to make up her mind. Finally, she made her decision.

"Freddie I have to tell you something"

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-T