He's so totally late.
Dude. Sammy was totally supposed to be back from the amusement park ages ago. We've got shit to do, and he so knew about that. There's parties to hit before the night is up, and he totally promised he'd be here. "Dude, I don't know where he is." I told Johnny. "If he's not here in ten, I'll head to your place and he'll meet up."
"Alright, whatever Madsen. I'll see you when you get here."
"Later." I hung up, and then went downstairs to wait for Sammy. Ten minutes later, he still hadn't showed. "Mom, I'm going!" I yelled down the hallway.
"Call me if you're not coming home, Michael!"
"Yeah, sure, whatever." I went out the door, and then saw Sammy coming down the street. "Dude, talk about timing." ... That's the grin. That grin totally hasn't been there since he ended up getting official with The Snowflake. Something happened. "Sammy?"
"Yeah. Sorry I'm late."
"Dude, whatever. What's with the look again?"
"Nothing, it's just been a really good day."
That looks like a total understatement.
---
"Sammy, you so don't wear that look unless something's up. What's the deal?"
Come on, I'm in a good mood, do you have to ruin it? It really was a great day. After we freaked the living hell out of each other, we took Arianna around to a bunch of rides, went to a few of our own, and had an even better time.
There's still that big first with her not believing me, but she made up for that. And I made up for freaking out the first time around. And Arianna only busted us on that one once. I think it could have been a lot worse.
"Don't we have a party to get to?"
"Johnny'll wait, dude. Tell me."
He looks like he's starting to panic, and I don't know why. I just went to the amusement park with my sister and my girlfriend. He couldn't possibly know what actually happened. Any of it. "Relax," I laughed. "What's wrong with you?"
---
There's nothing wrong with me. The grin just freaks me out. He only had it one other time. I want to know what the deal is. I mean, it's not like he could have... Dude. Hang on. "Sammy, you didn't do what I think you did, did you?" It's too fast. Sammy isn't moving fast because the Snowflake told him she wants to move slow.
And that is totally another reason why I helped him out in the store in the first place. I knew I wouldn't have to deal with that crazy shit until I was totally ready for it.
There's totally no way the Snowflake changed her mind this fast. That's not Snowflakey. That's unSnowflakey. That's behaving like every other chick-y. And that is not cool.
"What do you think I did?"
"You totally know what I think you did." Don't mess around with me, Sammy. I need to know. Did you do what I think you did? Because if so, not cool. Not cool.
---
What the hell does he think I did? Does he think I... Oh. Jesus. "I didn't do what you think I did." Is that what he's freaking out over? He's the one who helped me out, and he's freaking out because he thinks we had sex? And how the hell would I do that with Arianna around?
"Dude. If you did it, you totally need to tell me."
"I don't need to tell you," I laughed again. "But I'm telling you that I didn't." Does he want to get to the damn party, or does he want to freak out?
"Then what's the deal?!"
"You don't want to know."
"Sammy, I so want to know."
"No," I grinned and shook my head. "You so don't want to know." Just trust me. You've done it before, do it again.
"Dude, I so do want to know!"
Alright, he's not going to let up until I tell him. "Maybe you should sit down for this." He sat down on the front steps, and I sat down next to him, and looked over. "Carly told me... She told me she loves me." Better get the other half of it before he has his meltdown. "And I told her that I love her too."
Here we go. "Are you okay?"
---
Dude. Give me two minutes. "Yeah, yeah, I'm just..." This can't be good. That's even worse than them having sex. That means it's so totally game over, and I'm never going to get rid of this chick, and she's totally going to be screwing with Sammy's head for like... a long time. "Just... Just... Give me a second."
"Take all the time you need."
It would help if you would stop grinning. This is a bad thing Sammy. How the hell do you know you're in love with this chick? Sure, she makes you happy, but dude, who says another chick can't do that? Why does it have to be this chick?
"Dude, that's totally heavy."
"Yeah, I know."
"And so not cool."
"It's pretty cool to me. Look, I know you don't like her..."
Dude, she doesn't like me either. Take the time to notice that she's a crazy bitch who totally hates me before you run into this love thing. And then you need to look at how long you've been dating this chick. We are so totally too young for this. We've got years before that love shit comes up.
And you are totally not even looking at what that means. That's like... forever shit, if you mean it. You could end up marrying this chick.
Dude. He can't marry her! Where'll that leave me? He'll totally have no time to hang ever again if he marrys the Snowflake! It will totally wreck everything!
"Sammy, there's totally no way you've been dating her long enough for this to be legit."
"It is legit, Madsen. I know it is."
Yeah, that's seriously such a great way to explain yourself. "Dude!"
---
"I know, okay?" I sighed as I looked around, and then grinned anyway. "It's just... I know. It's one of those things that you can't explain, and you can't back up with anything else. Either you know it, or you don't. And I know it."
And he's not going to get that, but that's okay.
"It doesn't change anything."
"Dude, it changes everything."
"Not with us. Stop acting like this is the end of the world. I love her, but we're still best friends. And we're always going to be best friends, right?"
"Sammy, that is so not the poi--"
"Right?"
"... Yeah."
"Yeah." I grinned. "I'm still your best friend. And I'm still going to run pranks with you guys, and I'm still going to do all the stuff like we did before, nothing changes. The only difference is, things just got more serious between me and Carly. And that's it."
---
Still totally changes things. Total nightmare. All sorts of crazy shit happens after this. And now when they have sex, it means more with them, and it'll make things even more cement with them, and it'll just never end!
"If you say so, Sammy."
"You still want to go to the party?"
I'm totally not interested anymore. "Screw it. Let's go do a movie or something." I got up and went back in, calling Johnny, then came back out to meet Sammy.
"Let's go."
I totally don't care what he says. This is still end of the world territory. "Yeah dude." I walked down the street with him, and then halfway to the theater, realized something cool.
We're totally too young, right? Which means this love shit is so not definite. It could be a fluke. A total fluke, one that Sammy could find out about later, and they could so break up.
That could totally happen.
Dude. Silver lining!
"What're you so happy about?"
"Nothing, dude. What do you want to see?"
There's totally hope!
"Alright, whatever Madsen. I'll see you when you get here."
"Later." I hung up, and then went downstairs to wait for Sammy. Ten minutes later, he still hadn't showed. "Mom, I'm going!" I yelled down the hallway.
"Call me if you're not coming home, Michael!"
"Yeah, sure, whatever." I went out the door, and then saw Sammy coming down the street. "Dude, talk about timing." ... That's the grin. That grin totally hasn't been there since he ended up getting official with The Snowflake. Something happened. "Sammy?"
"Yeah. Sorry I'm late."
"Dude, whatever. What's with the look again?"
"Nothing, it's just been a really good day."
That looks like a total understatement.
---
"Sammy, you so don't wear that look unless something's up. What's the deal?"
Come on, I'm in a good mood, do you have to ruin it? It really was a great day. After we freaked the living hell out of each other, we took Arianna around to a bunch of rides, went to a few of our own, and had an even better time.
There's still that big first with her not believing me, but she made up for that. And I made up for freaking out the first time around. And Arianna only busted us on that one once. I think it could have been a lot worse.
"Don't we have a party to get to?"
"Johnny'll wait, dude. Tell me."
He looks like he's starting to panic, and I don't know why. I just went to the amusement park with my sister and my girlfriend. He couldn't possibly know what actually happened. Any of it. "Relax," I laughed. "What's wrong with you?"
---
There's nothing wrong with me. The grin just freaks me out. He only had it one other time. I want to know what the deal is. I mean, it's not like he could have... Dude. Hang on. "Sammy, you didn't do what I think you did, did you?" It's too fast. Sammy isn't moving fast because the Snowflake told him she wants to move slow.
And that is totally another reason why I helped him out in the store in the first place. I knew I wouldn't have to deal with that crazy shit until I was totally ready for it.
There's totally no way the Snowflake changed her mind this fast. That's not Snowflakey. That's unSnowflakey. That's behaving like every other chick-y. And that is not cool.
"What do you think I did?"
"You totally know what I think you did." Don't mess around with me, Sammy. I need to know. Did you do what I think you did? Because if so, not cool. Not cool.
---
What the hell does he think I did? Does he think I... Oh. Jesus. "I didn't do what you think I did." Is that what he's freaking out over? He's the one who helped me out, and he's freaking out because he thinks we had sex? And how the hell would I do that with Arianna around?
"Dude. If you did it, you totally need to tell me."
"I don't need to tell you," I laughed again. "But I'm telling you that I didn't." Does he want to get to the damn party, or does he want to freak out?
"Then what's the deal?!"
"You don't want to know."
"Sammy, I so want to know."
"No," I grinned and shook my head. "You so don't want to know." Just trust me. You've done it before, do it again.
"Dude, I so do want to know!"
Alright, he's not going to let up until I tell him. "Maybe you should sit down for this." He sat down on the front steps, and I sat down next to him, and looked over. "Carly told me... She told me she loves me." Better get the other half of it before he has his meltdown. "And I told her that I love her too."
Here we go. "Are you okay?"
---
Dude. Give me two minutes. "Yeah, yeah, I'm just..." This can't be good. That's even worse than them having sex. That means it's so totally game over, and I'm never going to get rid of this chick, and she's totally going to be screwing with Sammy's head for like... a long time. "Just... Just... Give me a second."
"Take all the time you need."
It would help if you would stop grinning. This is a bad thing Sammy. How the hell do you know you're in love with this chick? Sure, she makes you happy, but dude, who says another chick can't do that? Why does it have to be this chick?
"Dude, that's totally heavy."
"Yeah, I know."
"And so not cool."
"It's pretty cool to me. Look, I know you don't like her..."
Dude, she doesn't like me either. Take the time to notice that she's a crazy bitch who totally hates me before you run into this love thing. And then you need to look at how long you've been dating this chick. We are so totally too young for this. We've got years before that love shit comes up.
And you are totally not even looking at what that means. That's like... forever shit, if you mean it. You could end up marrying this chick.
Dude. He can't marry her! Where'll that leave me? He'll totally have no time to hang ever again if he marrys the Snowflake! It will totally wreck everything!
"Sammy, there's totally no way you've been dating her long enough for this to be legit."
"It is legit, Madsen. I know it is."
Yeah, that's seriously such a great way to explain yourself. "Dude!"
---
"I know, okay?" I sighed as I looked around, and then grinned anyway. "It's just... I know. It's one of those things that you can't explain, and you can't back up with anything else. Either you know it, or you don't. And I know it."
And he's not going to get that, but that's okay.
"It doesn't change anything."
"Dude, it changes everything."
"Not with us. Stop acting like this is the end of the world. I love her, but we're still best friends. And we're always going to be best friends, right?"
"Sammy, that is so not the poi--"
"Right?"
"... Yeah."
"Yeah." I grinned. "I'm still your best friend. And I'm still going to run pranks with you guys, and I'm still going to do all the stuff like we did before, nothing changes. The only difference is, things just got more serious between me and Carly. And that's it."
---
Still totally changes things. Total nightmare. All sorts of crazy shit happens after this. And now when they have sex, it means more with them, and it'll make things even more cement with them, and it'll just never end!
"If you say so, Sammy."
"You still want to go to the party?"
I'm totally not interested anymore. "Screw it. Let's go do a movie or something." I got up and went back in, calling Johnny, then came back out to meet Sammy.
"Let's go."
I totally don't care what he says. This is still end of the world territory. "Yeah dude." I walked down the street with him, and then halfway to the theater, realized something cool.
We're totally too young, right? Which means this love shit is so not definite. It could be a fluke. A total fluke, one that Sammy could find out about later, and they could so break up.
That could totally happen.
Dude. Silver lining!
"What're you so happy about?"
"Nothing, dude. What do you want to see?"
There's totally hope!