iWork For Spencer

Ah the last chapter, the saddest of moments between the author and the readers. A moment when all the readers can do is imagine what will happen to the characters in moments after the story that the author has chosen not to reveal. However, it is also a joyous moment because the author knows that he/she has closed the story with a good ending and the readers have come to the point that they have so long awaited, though they might wish the story was longer. So put down your pitch forks because the big moment you have all been waiting for has finally arrived. You can kill Freddie in mob form, not me. However, would I enjoy being hauled off by a bunch of crazy girls? Well I guess it would depend why I am being hauled off, but yes. Am I crazy enough to get into that kind of predicament? No idea, I have never been given the option. Anyway, thank you so much for your reviews and support. I hope you enjoy this final chapter and I hope you have enjoyed this story!

Ch 35

iParty

Part 2

Sam was becoming more and more anxious about the King of Nubs not appearing. She finally understood what kind of worry Mrs. Benson had to go through each day. In a sense, in made Sam jealous that Mrs. Benson was so caring for her son. Sure, Sam's mom cared for her, but it wasn't the overbearing affection that a child would usually get from a parent. It was more or less the relationship you would see on the show: 'George Lopez.' Of course, Sam was anxious because she had to confront her feelings for Freddie and Freddie's feelings for her. She grew anxious because of fear of getting rejected by the Nub. That fear had been growing in her for ages, but she did not show it. The only time Sam got attention from Freddie was when she was messing with him. She did have to admit, they had gotten closer when they had to work on those sculptures, but it only put increase to her fear. Sam Puckett seldom showed fear, but she knew what it was, and she knew it had gripped at her heart before. She could only calm her fear by assuring herself that Freddie would show up and they would be able to talk. The only question that kept arousing her fear to be even stronger was: 'Where is Freddie Benson?'

Carly, seeing her friend's discomfort, went over to Sam and sat down next to her.

"It is okay, Sam," Carly said, "He'll be here. He'll come."

Sam looked at Carly and nodded.

"Do you want me to get you some food?" Carly asked.

"Do they have fried chicken?" Sam asked back.

"Yeah," Carly answered.

"I'll take that," Sam said.

Carly went over to the food bar, but she knew that the fried chicken that Sam asked for was not the fried chicken she meant.

After Sam had some food, Carly was asked to dance by another boy. Being the good friend that Carly was, or she tried to act to spare Sam's feelings, she wanted to stay with Sam. However, Sam insisted that Carly should go have fun, mostly because Carly couldn't take her eyes off the guy. Sadly, though, Sam kind of wished that her friend was still there with her. She was becoming lonely and the fact that others were having fun was increasing her desire to give up on the possibility that Freddie would appear and just leave.

"Hey kiddo," Spencer said coming up to Sam, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah Spence," Sam sarcastically, "I'm just sitting at this boring party with nothing to do. My best friend has left me for some cute guy, the guy that I have had feelings for since the sixth grade isn't even here, and I am now developing an anxiety that I thought only Mrs. Benson was able to get. And in the woods there are birds that sing and they fly around rainbows all day."

"That bad, huh?" Spencer asked.

"Did you notice my sarcasm?" Sam asked.

"Well you are a pretty sarcastic person," Spencer said.

Sam gave him a look.

"Sorry," Spencer said.

"Its fine," Sam sighed.

The two sat in silence for a while until Spencer looked up and smiled.

"I have to go," Spencer said, "I'll see you later, kiddo."

Sam watched him get up and leave as she put her head down. She listened to the sounds about her for a moment, until one particular sound caught her ear. The sound was a song, and that song happened to be Running Away by AM. She had to admit, it was both the last song she wanted to hear and the one song that brought her joy. The song she shared her first kiss with Freddie to. It was seared in her memory like the mark of a branding iron.

"Now what would a beautiful lady, such as yourself, be doing sitting alone when everyone else is having fun?" a voice asked from behind.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Sam asked and turned around.

She saw Freddie standing there with a smile on his face. Freddie was wearing a blue tuxedo that one would think to be black if caught in the wrong light. Upon the jacket of the tux he had a small red rose.

"Would you care to dance?" Freddie asked with one hand outstretched to her.

Sam looked at his hand for a moment before putting her hand in his. Freddie then led her onto the dance floor.

"Where were you earlier?" Sam asked.

"Here and there," Freddie said, "I have to admit though, meeting you took a lot longer than I had expected."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked again.

"Let's just say getting this song to be played was not easy," Freddie said, "Don't ask to buy you anything tonight."

"I thought the food was free," Sam said.

"It is free," Freddie said, "However, I still won't be able to buy you anything after the party."

"Oh," Sam said, "But you were here the entire time though, right?"

"Yeah," Freddie said, "I was, why?"

"Well, I…," Sam tried to say but couldn't find the right words.

"You've been looking for me, haven't you?" Freddie asked.

"Yeah," Sam said.

"How come?" Freddie asked.

"Well," Sam began, "I just wanted to ask you some things."

"Shoot," Freddie said.

"Did you get rid of Missy?" Sam asked.

"Yeah," Freddie said, "I had forgotten about that, I meant to tell you before, but I never got the chance to."

"Well why would you tell Carly about it and not me?" Sam asked again.

"I didn't tell her anything," Freddie said, "Wendy found out somehow and then told Carly while I was tutoring her. So yeah, I helped you right after you came to me. Sorry for not telling you about it."

"You really gave up that cool cruise for me?" Sam asked and looked up at Freddie.

"Yep," Freddie said looking down at Sam, "I would give up a lot for you, Sam. I know we bicker, but that doesn't mean I don't care for you."

Sam blushed. She knew that Freddie cared for her, but she didn't know that he cared so deeply for her.

"Freddie?" Sam asked.

"Yeah?" Freddie asked back.

"Were you trying to tell me something with those three sculptures that we made?" Sam asked.

"For the first two, I just thought that it was random," Freddie said, "It was the third that I can truly say I knew what I was doing. Why? Were you trying to tell me something with those three sculptures?"

Sam looked into Freddie's eyes and Freddie looked back into her eyes as well.

"Well," Sam began, "I guess I thought it was random too. I mean, I'm not exactly the kind of person who can just let out her feeling. Now that I think of it though, I guess working with you on those sculptures was another way for me to get your attention."

"What do you mean?" Freddie asked, but he sounded as if he knew where this was going.

"I mean that I always wondered what it would be like if I were Carly," Sam said, "I wondered what it would be like for me to get all the attention, but I guess I was afraid of rejection so I had to get your attention another way. The truth is, I had feelings for you when we met. It was a crush at first, but then after we kissed, those feelings became stronger. However, you started to date Carly, and I just couldn't help but wonder why you never looked past Carly."

"Sam," Freddie said, "do you remember our little talk in the park? I told you that I like you just the way you are. When I told Carly that I no longer had feelings for her I only told her that I did not desire to go out with her. I did not tell her why, but I will tell you that what I thought I had for Carly was nothing more than a crush. The truth is, I never really loved Carly and my attraction to her was nothing more than a physical attraction. However, lying to one's self can be easier than you think. I lied to myself, Sam. When I talked with you in the park about how I like you for you, I began to realize how much my lie hurt you. It was then I realized that I never loved Carly, not just a matter of getting over her. When I think of those sculptures we made together, I think of them as the very things that helped me through that lie. It was the very day the three of us met that you and I started fighting. I am sorry that I did not realize that you cared for me earlier, I am sorry I put you through pain, I am sorry I thought I was in love with Carly, and I am sorry I did not look past Carly and see you."

Sam felt tears in her eyes, though she held them back. Freddie said everything from the bottom of his heart. The next thing Sam knew was that Freddie's lips were pressed gently, yet passionately, upon her lips. Sam returned the kiss with same passion and gentleness that Freddie had given to her. The kiss lasted eight seconds and then they pulled apart.

"Sam," Freddie said, "I'm in love with you, not Carly. I love you for you and I would not want you to change for me. I wouldn't want you to change because you are beautiful just the way you are."

Sam buried her head into Freddie's chest and allowing them to move closer together.

"I'm in love with you too," Sam said.

"So does this mean we're a couple?" Freddie asked.

"No duh, Dorkwad," Sam said with a smile.

Freddie chuckled and the two shared another kiss.

"Uh, guys," a voice said from behind them, "I don't mean to be rude and interrupt your moment, but you are kind of needed."

Sam and Freddie turned to see Carly.

"Oh right," Freddie said, "the show. I'll be right back."

Freddie ran off to get his equipment while Sam and Carly went over to the sculptures.

"So what happened?" Carly asked excitedly.

"We told each other how we felt and he kissed me, twice," Sam said and blushed.

Carly let out a squeal that attracted some attention to where they stood, but the two teens didn't notice.

"Oh my gosh, Sam," Carly said, "I'm so happy for you."

"Thanks, Carls," Sam said.

Freddie then appeared with his tech stuff and they began the show. It lasted for a little while with Carly and Sam explaining what had happened with the entire sculpture thing and they were being silly the entire time.

"Oh, Freddie come here," Carly said, "Give me the camera."

"Alright then," Freddie said.

Carly at first, however, turned the camera to herself.

"Hey guys," Carly said, "Tonight we will be ending the show a little differently. Sam and Freddie have some great news that they are going to tell you."

"We never agreed to that!" Sam and Freddie both exclaimed.

"Oh just tell them," Carly said.

The two groaned over Carly's relentless persistence to bring 'joy to the world,' but they went with it this time. However, the looks that they gave each other said that Carly would get hers soon enough.

"Well," Freddie began, "you see…"

"Freddie and I are sort of…"

"Kind of…."

"Dating," the two finished together.

"Oh for goodness sake," Carly said, "You aren't 'sort of' dating, you are dating."

"We know," the two said.

"Well," Carly said, "are you going to prove it or are you just going to stand there all day?"

"Well, technically it would be all night…," Freddie tried to say but was quickly cut off by Sam's lips.

After a second of initial shock, Freddie also sank into the kiss as well.

"I think I found a good way to make you shut up," Sam said.

"So I guess this means you won't beat me up any more?" Freddie asked.

"No, I will still beat you when I get the chance," Sam said, "I just find this more fun."

"I would never want it to change," Freddie said happily.

Well, it is now finished. Yet another story dreamt up by yours truly and now completed with great satisfaction. This story would not have been possible without you, my readers helping me to strive forward in making this story. Thank you so much for your reviews and you patience in me. I am happy to announce that I will be starting another story very soon, but I will when the weekend is over. I will be reading over the story as a completed work now that I am done with it, and I hope you will reread the story as a completed work as well. So please, read and review. Also, please read and review iHistory by Self Proclaimed KoC, iTutor by iMaximumSeddie, and the stories iKnew It and iTherapy Box Again by Mari13ssa. Again, thank you for your reviews and I hope for you to read my next upcoming story.