Teardrops On My Guitar

*Skip the lyrics, if you want to.

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without

Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's just so funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into..

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.

Teardrops On My Guitar, Taylor Swift

-------------------------------------------------------------------

Sam

I walked in Carly's apartment one afternoon. Spencer was there...building, well...something...

"Hey," I said. I dropped my backpack on his couch.

"Hey!" Spencer answered. "They're upstairs."

"Thanks!" I replied as I ran up to greet them.

Of course...I never actually went in the studio.

They were kissing, Carly and Freddie. I mean, they weren't just kissing, they were straight up making out.

I don't know what happened that day, but I didn't like it. In fact, it took all my self control to not go in there and smack Carly in the face.

I stood there for a moment, watching...Silently crying. They didn't even realize I was there.

Eventually, I turned and went back downstairs, where Spencer was taking a break from his sculpture, watching TV.

Maybe I would be able to slip out unnoticed...

Didn't happen.

"What's wrong?"

Spencer had noticed I was crying.

"Nothing...It's just..."
"It's just what?"
"Well...Have you ever...liked someone...?"
"Where is this heading to?"

I nodded towards the stairs. "They were...kissing, when I went up..."
"Wait, Sam, are you saying...Wait, THEY WERE KISSING?!"

I responded in the most pathetic way. I flinched. "Don't."
"Sorry...But...You like Freddie?..."

I shrugged. "I don't really know...I mean, I know he's not my type, at all, but, I know I felt something when--"

I stopped abruptly. Whoops...

"When...?"
"When I saw them..."
"Sam, I--"
"But, it's not their fault...It's just gonna...Take me a while to get used to this...Can I just...Go home?..."

Spencer nodded. "Yeah. I'll tell them you called and said you weren't able to make it." He handed me my backpack.



At home, I ran upstairs to my room, and threw my backpack in a corner.

Then I threw myself on my bed, and I sobbed. I cried all night. I didn't even go down for dinner. It was at least 1:00 a.m. before I actually fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I didn't really feel well. Maybe I was just tired, I don't know. So, I went back to sleep.

My mom didn't care if I was at school or not. And today...Neither did I.


When I woke up again, at about 1:30, I felt better. So it was the lack of sleep.

The first thing I did was check my voicemail. There were 7, all from Carly. I waited until passing period and called her back.

"Hey Carls'."

She said, "Hi, Sam. Where were you today?"

"I was feeling bad..." That wasn't an entire lie.

"Oh, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine...It was just a cold or something..." That was.
"You sound like you just woke up."
"I did, actually..."
"Oh...You sure you're okay?..."
"Carly, I'm fine..."
"Oh, I forgot to mention!"
"Yeah?"
"Freddie and I are together now!"

Way to make me sadder...

"Well, that's great!" That was probably the worst lie I have ever told in my life. But...Carly didn't notice...

"I know!"
"What happened?"
"Well...I guess things just...change."
"Yeah, you can say that again."
"So, are you going to be able to come over?"
"Yeah, I'll be there."
"Ok...I need to head on to class. I'll see you later."
"Alright, bye."

Then we hung up.

I sighed, and took a shower. When I got out, I was starving, so I went to see what we had to eat. I grabbed a can of raviolli from the cabinet and heated it up. Then I sat down on the couch, and watched TV until school let out.

My mom was a little irritated at me for not going, and made it known by lashing out with cruel words. Guess I was wrong about her not caring if I went or not...But I didn't say anything. Better not to argue.

Then I brushed my hair and teeth and walked the couple blocks to Carly's.



"Hey, Sam!" Carly greeted cheerfully.
"Hi." I smiled. I wasn't mad at them...More at myself for not saying my feelings at all...But I was still sad.

Spencer was working on the sculpture he was working on yesterday. He stared at me through sympathetic eyes. I walked past him, and whispered, "Thanks for not saying anything." He nodded in response.

Then Freddie walked down...There goes those mixed emotions again.

He stared at me and smiled. But it was a smug smile.

"Yes, Fredward, I'm impressed." I said to him.
"Good," said.

I stared at him. "Yeah."

And then Carly walked up, being the peacemaker she always was. "Oh, would you two stop fighting for once?"

Freddie shrugged. "For you."

For you. I rolled my eyes. "So, what have we got planned for the next iCarly?"

Carly sighed. "Well, we haven't done anything with the green-screen in a while. Want to do something with that?"

I said, "Sure," and Freddie nodded.

I didn't really pay attention, though...My thoughts overwhelmed me.

It took me a moment to realize that Freddie and I were sitting alone in the living room.

He smiled that smug smile at me again. "Well, look who got the real first kiss first."

Alright, now I was angry.

"Real first kiss?"
"Yep."

I gave him a glare of hatred.

"You would honestly try to pass Carly off as your first kiss?!" I jumped up.

"Well, she kissed me, no deals or conditions, so, yeah."

Oh, so now this was a big deal to him! Who knew he could be such a jerk?!

"I was your first kiss! How could you, just, forget that?!"
"Since when do you care so much about this anyway?!"

I got in his face. "Say that again and see what you get."

Then I stormed out.



Later on, I got a pretty teary call from Carly.

"What's wrong?"
"I-I-I just broke up with Fr-Freddie..."
"Wha--? Why?!"
"Because I overheard you guys yelling at each other. How could you not tell me?!"
"Carly, I really...It wasn't even like that! I don't know!"

Then I started crying.

"What do you mean, 'You don't know!'?"
"I just don't know anything anymore! I don't know my feelings for Freddie, I don't know what's going to happen, and...But Carly, I don't think I can see him sad. I didn't mean for you guys to break up so quick...I just let anger get the best of me...Kind of like I always do, so why are you so bothered by it now? You never were before..."

"Because now it involves me, and if you're depressed, then it's my fault. And I know you are."
"Why do you have to be so good?"
"Because I am."

We were both still crying.

"Look, don't break up with him. If you're happy, then I'm happy. If he's happy, I'm happy."

And that was the truth.

"Ok...I'll go apologize, and we'll get back together, somehow. Thank you so much."

I smiled. "Good. I'll see you tommorow, bye."
"Bye."



When I walked in Carly's apartment the next day, it was like this had never even happened. And I was okay with that.

30 years later, my name is now Samantha Benson, and we have a daughter, Sammy Marissa Carly Benson. I guess some things happen for a reason.