User blog:Crazy4Seddie/Criffin Make-Up :)

(Carly's POV)

Carly glanced through her peek hole and watched as Sam and Freddie lovingly teased each other as Sam walked Freddie to his apartment to say good-night.

Gosh, Carly thought. Freddie's really moved on...

It seemed like just yesterday that Freddie was that little shrimp always attempting to flirt with her, with her always rejecting her. Carly had never felt anything towards Freddie whatsoever, until last year, when he pushed her away from that massive truck...saving her life.

Carly had been flattered that Freddie would really go that far to protect her. For that next week, the two had been in total love with each other and were inseparable. But out of nowhere, Freddie came out and said that they needed to end this for now, because of the huge possibility that the only reason she was in love with him was because he saved her. They ended up never getting back together. Carly had always figured it'd been Sam who had put that stuff in Freddie's mind. And now that those two were dating, she knew she was right.

Carly couldn't help feeling a tad bit jealous. It didn't make sense. Didn't Sam and Freddie loathe each other...? They had tried to explain to her in the past why they were in love, they told her that opposites attracted, that they were ultimately protective of one another, etc.

But Carly never fully understood.

Sighing, she slowly dragged herself upstairs to her perfect purple room Spencer and her friends had built her a few months back, and lay down on her bed, thinking, Will I ever get another boyfriend? A boyfriend that I am TRULY in love with?

2 days later...

Carly: Oh God, I'm late!

She had overslept, exhausted from a late-night get-together with her friends, and charged out their front door and down the main apartment stairs, almost tripping.

Just as she made it to the lobby, a body suddenly fell over her. She crashed into the stranger before she could do anything, her school bag flying off her.

She looked up to see who it was.

Griffin.

The two hadn't encountered each other since that horrible day when nearly everyone in the building had crowded into her and Spencer's apartment on account of that crazy heat wave.

Carly: Er...Hi, Griffin.

Griffin (chuckling): How's it goin', Carly?

Carly (picking up her school bag): Uh, pretty good-Oh! I've gotta get to school! See ya!

She tried to flee away, praying he wouldn't say anything.

Griffin: Wait!

Great.

Carly (turning around): What is it?

Griffin (shuffling his feet): It...It's just, I just wanted to tell ya...

Carly (tapping her foot impatiently): JUST SAY IT!

Griffin: I...I stopped collecting those pee-wee babies. In fact, I sold every one.

Carly (raising her eyebrow): EVERY one?

Griffin: Fine. I've got one left. Peter Penguin. He was always my favorite.

Carly: That's great. OK. Gotta go now!

To be continued...