"Hi, I'm Carly!" I shout into the camera.

"So, I must be Saammm!" Sam shrieks.

"And this must be iCarly!" We scream in unison.

"So, today, we're going to show you this amazing trick! We will be superheroes!" I describe, and do a little jiggle.

Sam points her remote to cause an applause of furious fans cheering. "Fredward, roll out the screen."

"No respect Sam, no respect." Freddie grumbles, before moving to the screen.

The screen lit up with a blue sky and white clouds rolling by. Suddenly 2 lone figures flew through it, chanting and shooting laser eyes. I looked at my clothes while the camera wasn't focused on us. A blue tank top with short skirt and matching socks. I then glance at the bits of hair I can see. It was wavy, and my hair was popped behind in little strands. I pushed my hair back, as the clip ended.

"And now, next on iCarly, we plan on having a TEX-TING CON-TEST!" I screamed, and bounced onto the floor.

"Woah. Carly. I think I should say something fairly important for all of us." Sam paused, breathed, and stood in front of the camera. "Freddie and I, we've decided to..."

"HAVE A CONTEST!" Freddie intruded, and placed the camera in Sam's hands. "Me and Sam are going to see how long it takes before one of us cracks."

Something seemed a little odd. Freddie was sweating a lot and glancing back and forth at Sam. Sam was looking at her shoes as she placed the camera gently on the cart. She clicked some buttons before focusing onto the wireless version. How did she do that? I watched her as Freddie droned on about the contest and all the rules, etc. She twiled her curly hair, and removed some bobby-pins from the back. Holding it by the tips of her thumb and index, she threw the pin at Freddie. SHE MISSED. Sam looked back in shock, then glared at me. She mouthed something, but I was in so much shock I didn't catch it. Sam never missed an aim or a throw. It was impossible for this to even happen. What is wrong with her today? I watched Freddie drag on some more about the contest, as Sam walked up to me. Pretending to not have seen her, I grabbed Freddie's arm and gave him a quick jerk.

"Well Freddie! The show is ending so why don't we just post the rules and see where life takes us!" I motion with my hands to Sam.

Sam slinks over to us and gives a short reply. "Bye."

"Uh, bye?" Freddie says, before going to the cart and shouting CLEAR!

I smile and head to the bathroom. "Be right back guys. Great show."

I love my bathroom. Spencer stole some sweet smelling soap, (he got it from his buddy, Socko, who got it from his latest girlfriend, Vanessa) and bartered for $0.50 a pack. He took the deal along with a lifetime supply of striped socks. I glanced at the mirror for a long time. I decided to push my hair back, and reapplied my lip gloss. I looked perfect now.

"So guys, want to go to the Groovy Smoothie?" I ask, walking out the door and tipping the little robot statue, holding a paper cup.

Sam glares at me before smirking. "No thanks Carls, I've got plans." She walks out the door.

"What about you Freddie?" I stand in the doorway, blocking his exit.

"No thanks Carly, AV Club meeting remember?" He responds, blandly.

"Oh. Well..you have fun. I'll just go by myself." I wait for Freddie to accept his fate courageously.

"Okay, bye." He walks out the door, leaving me hanging in confusion.

Freddie was always chivalrous to me! When did it fade away? I mean, I'm glad he doesn't have a crush on me. But I miss the attention I was given. Or maybe it's the other way around, oh I feel so off. When? When? I look around for a chair before sitting down in exasperation. Sigh. I peak out the front door, which still hasn't been closed. I walk up to shut it, until I realize Freddie is inside his house, calling someone. Curios, I walked softly to his door, and placed an ear to his peephole.

"No worries, I'll be there." He said.

"Glad you ditched Carly for me. I love you." The person replied, making a smoochy noise. Wow, it was so loud, I bet he was right next to the door.

"Heh. So am I, so am I." He said, a cheesy line, but cute even so.

"Bye."

"Bye."

"You hang up."

"No, you hang up."

I couldn't take much more of this blissful love. I knocked on the door loudly. "FREDDIE!"

"Oh, hey sorry. Carly's here." He said sadly, I pounded the door again.

"Ugh, I love Carly and all, but she really needs to get a life."

"I suppose so." He said and hung up. He opened the door for me. "Carly. What a surprise. What brings you here?"

"Oh you know...I was in the neighborhood, and I decided to ask you about cheese platters!" I'm sure stupid.

"Uh....cheese platters?"

"Yeah, heard it's the new turkey platter."

"Carly, I've got to go to my AV Club meeting."

I took a deep breath and decided to bluff. "I know you're not going to AV Club, Freddie."

"I don't know what you're talking about." He says nervously, and darts out to the hallway.

"You're meeting someone." I shout out, as he speeds past me.

No answer. At all. I had it all perfectly imagined. He would come back and say yeah, it was just a meeting with my V.P. No worries, I'm still in love with you. I spit, and collapse against the wall. What a life. The one guy who may actually want me...is gone. That's when I decided to make a plan. I walk into my door, and I yell for my brother.

"Spencer! I'm going to go somewhere with Freddie!" I yell, and look around for my keys.

"Okay, bring me some butter!" He yelled back. It's Operation Sniff-Out. Except there aren't any bungee-belts.