AN: So, here's the awaited story I promised you, well one of them anyways. I really hope you guys enjoy, and review as much as you did for my last story. I just want to know if people actually like it, so reviews always prove if someone likes it. Even a good or awesome job will make me happy. So, yes, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone, nope, nada!
Seventeen year old Carly Shay rushed into Ridgeway High School, her hair flying as she looked for her two best friends with exciting news to share. Her twenty-nine year old brother, Spencer, had told her some awesome news earlier that morning and she couldn't wait to share it with her friends.
She spotted her two best friends, Samantha Puckett and Freddie Benson at Carly's locker, waiting for her. The two seemed to be arguing, yet again. Carly sighed as she slowed down to see why they were fighting again.
The two had been fighting more ever since they entered the tenth grade. It became more violent and forceful, and they never were nice to each other anymore. Carly frankly was confused. They had been ok in ninth grade, yes more fighting than eighth grade but it wasn't that bad. They had hung out more in ninth grade as well. But for the past couple of years, either they fought violently or they ignored each other. Carly had been afraid, lately, to leave them alone for two minutes, in case they killed each other.
Carly really hoped this surprise would help them get along a little bit better.
"You freak!"
"Self-absorbed beast!"
"Mommy's boy!"
"Unintellect pig!"
"Stop it you guys!" Carly interrupted them, sick of their fighting. Sam and Freddie stopped and looked at their best friend, whose happiness was wiped from her face.
"Sorry Carly, but can you tell Dork Vader here that that girl, Ella, will never go out with him? Seriously, she's a cheerleader for ham's sake! He's a dork! Do the math," Sam spat, glaring at Freddie.
"I have a shot with her. Too bad you don't have a shot with Ian Fletcher over there," Freddie retorted, gesturing to the hot tenth grader with his friends down the hall.
"I have more of a shot with Ian than you do with Ella," Sam snapped.
"Really? Sorry Sam, but violence won't make him fall in love with you," Freddie told her sharply. Carly sighed. Freddie had grown up, certainly over the years. He was taller, and a little more muscular. Not really muscular, but he wasn't scrawny anymore. He was 5'6 already, taller than Sam, and he had also gotten better with the comebacks and gotten sneakier. Sam, however, had grown up too. She was only three inches shorter than Freddie now, her blonde hair straight and was a little shorter. Sam's personality had gotten worse, though, more violent and mean. Sam was doing better in school now, but still pretty much dressed casually.
"How is Ella going to fall in love with you? Explanations of how technology works? Sorry Freddork, that won't cut it. She'll fall asleep the minute you say hi!" Sam told him. Carly sighed as she stepped between the two friends literally.
"Ok guys, can you guys just stop fighting for two minutes so I can tell you some great news?" Carly demanded. Sam and Freddie looked at Carly again. Sam crossed her arms and sighed dramatically.
"Fine, what's your great news?" Sam asked. Carly smiled, remembering what Spencer said that morning before she left.
"Guess where we're going next week?" Carly asked. Freddie and Sam thought.
"Hawaii?" Freddie asked.
"That's only where you want to go dork. France?" Sam asked.
"Oh yes, very realistic Sam. Of course Carly would take us halfway across the world! I don't think Spencer could even afford four thousand dollars to get us there!" Freddie said.
"It's possible! And yes he could! Remember, his sculptures are much more popular now! And think of the popularity from iCarly as well!" Sam snapped. iCarly definitely had gotten more popular in the last couple of years. Their webshow was still alive and still very popular. No other webcast could beat it, since iCarly won the iWeb Awards for the last three years anyways. Carly knew the webshow would end in a year, because of college, but they were having fun making the show crazy, yet a little bit more mature now.
"Yes Sam, because iCarly viewers would send four tickets to France for us!" Freddie stated sarcastically. Sam, angry, suddenly lunged at Freddie. Carly, who was more prepared now, grabbed Sam before she reached him and pulled her back, away from Freddie.
"Can I just tell you guys?" Carly asked, her impatience growing. Sam sighed.
"Fine, where?" she asked. Carly sighed, the news didn't seem that exciting anymore. Freddie and Sam ruined her good mood.
"We're going to Las Vegas," she stated calmly. Sam and Freddie stopped suddenly, gaping at Carly.
"Really? Las Vegas? Where all the casinos and stuff are? Carls, aren't we too young to go to Las Vegas? There's not much to do for us there," Sam stated.
"Well, Spencer's friend Socko has this Indian friend, Fakid who can get us fake ID's, and all we have to do is look a few years older than we usually do and we'll be good. It won't be that hard, since Freddie's tall and looks about 20 or so anyways if he did his hair differently, and if we both put on makeup and wore high heels, we could pass for at least 21 so we'll be good," Carly explained.
"That's a pretty good idea Carly. I've always wanted to go to Vegas," Freddie said thoughtfully.
"Well, I would have preferred somewhere cooler, but Vegas I guess, is cool. And Fredward, won't your mom not let you go because she's so overprotective?" Sam asked, smirking.
"She's gotten less overprotective this year Samantha, and hey think about it. You can go to Vegas and get the matching bra for your undergarment collection," Freddie smirked, reminding her of that very awkward car ride in Japan during the iWeb Awards when they were in ninth grade.
Sam glared and reached over Carly and punched Freddie's shoulder hard. He yelped in pain and grabbed her arm before she pulled it back and twisted it. She glared as Carly separated the two before they could hurt each other.
"NEVER call me Samantha, ever again, got it freak?" Sam snapped, anger boiling.
"Guys! Stop!!! Don't worry Freddie, Spencer has already talked to your mom about this. He had to lie a little bit, and said we were going to Hawaii, thank god for those lying lessons Sam, so you're good to go," Carly said. Freddie nodded.
"Ok, I'm in," Freddie said. Carly knew, though, that he was just excited to get a week away from his mom.
"Sure, I'm in too, as long as I stay far away from…that," she said, pointing to Freddie.
'"I'm a human being Sam, not an object," Freddie retorted.
"Oh really? So why do I use you as a chair?" Sam asked.
"Because you have no class," Freddie said. Carly sighed as the two continued arguing as the bell rang for first period, and the final day of their junior year.
One week later, Sam situated herself in Carly's living room, her suitcase and a duffel bag beside her. She sighed impatiently as she saw Spencer running around frantically, getting everything together for their trip, while on the phone with his current girlfriend of two months, Melanie, the girl from the video store a few years ago when David Archuleta guest starred on their webshow.
"Yeah, Mel, we're only gone for a week. I'll be back next Saturday then we can have Sunday all to ourselves. I'll call you everyday from Vegas, ok? Yeah, I gotta go. I gotta finish packing. I know, I'm not good at planning. I'm working on it! Ok, bye. Love you too. See you in a week. Bye," Spencer said before hanging up. Carly rushed downstairs, her bag on her shoulder, and her suitcase following behind her. She breathed as she made it to the main floor, her suitcase thumping beside her.
"Sorry Sam! I can't believe we're not ready. If only someone had checked the time of our flight, we wouldn't be in this mess," Carly said, glaring at Spencer.
"I swore it was 8:00pm, not 3:00pm," Spencer defended himself. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and it immediately opened to find Freddie rolling his suitcase in the apartment, his mother right behind him.
"Come on guys, it's a quarter to two, it takes half an hour to get to the airport and they start boarding at 2:20," Freddie said.
"I know! I'm almost done! Just let me make sure I didn't forget anything!" Spencer said, rushing back to his room.
"Ok Fredward, don't forget to call me once you get to your hotel. Call me every day at the times I gave you. Be safe, eat healthy and don't forget-"Mrs. Benson started.
"I know Mom! Bye!" Freddie said quickly. Carly noted Freddie looked majorly embarrassed and trying to get his mom out quickly. He pushed his mother toward the door.
"Ok sweetie, I love you! Wear sunscreen!" Mrs. Benson said before Freddie closed the door, breathing in relief, and then glared at the laughing Sam.
"I told you that your mom is still overprotective," Sam said.
"At least she doesn't make me wear anti-bacterial underwear anymore," he said. Spencer ran out of his room.
"Ok, we're ready. Clothes, tickets, money, identification, shoes, keys! Let's go!" Spencer said as Carly pressed the elevator button. It opened immediately and they all piled in. Once the elevator hit the main floor, Carly got out first, rolling her suitcase and holding her bag as she walked outside, ignoring the screaming Lewbert. Carly didn't know why Lewbert was still a doorman. He was still single and disgusting.
"OH SHUT UP, YOU DISGUSTING 40 YEAR OLD VIRGIN!" Sam yelled at Lewbert.
"Sam, don't be mean!" Freddie said to her as they all walked outside.
"Naw, it's too hard not to be mean, Fredweird," Sam said, smirking.
"Why must you torment me, Sam?" Freddie asked as they all piled into Spencer's car (he still owned his motorcycle but bought a car just in case he had to drive Sam to school with Carly), a red convertible.
"Because it's fun and so easy," Sam said as Carly sat between the two, not trusting them for one minute. As soon as Spencer put all the bags in the trunk, he sped off toward the airport.
"We won't make it," Freddie told Spencer, changing the subject.
"Yes we will!" Spencer snapped as he turned a corner.
"Why won't we Freddie?" Carly asked.
"Well, it's already two o'clock and the way Spencer's going, there's usually traffic at this time, especially on a Friday afternoon. And there's also a cop car every Friday right around the corner, so I'd slow down," Freddie said plainly. Spencer obliged, and sure enough, a cop car waited around the corner. Spencer smiled and waved cheerfully, then went faster as soon as the cop was out of sight.
"How did you know that?" Carly asked cautiously. Freddie shrugged.
"My mom dated that cop last month and he is always situated there, and if he isn't, a partner of his is," Freddie said casually, but Carly knew the thought of his mom dating didn't make Freddie feel comfortable.
Sam opened her mouth, but Carly quickly silenced her.
"Ok, guys, just can you not fight this week? Or at least for the day?" Carly asked quickly.
"I don't think so Carls. It's hard looking at his face already," Sam said.
"Better than looking at-" Freddie started before Carly smacked him.
"Shut up Freddie, no fighting for the rest of the week," she warned. Sam started to laugh but Carly hit her equally as hard.
"Hey!" Sam protested.
"I mean it. I don't want any fighting when we go to Las Vegas. At least try, ok?" Carly asked. Sam sighed.
"Fine," they both said, grumbling. Carly smiled. If they tried, she would be happy. She just wanted a peaceful vacation.
Finally, Spencer pulled into the airport and parked the car underground. It was already 2:25.
"See, we're ok. As long as we run," Spencer said casually as they pulled their suitcases out. As soon as that was done, Spencer locked the car doors and then the four bolted to the airport. They ran to the check-in desk, luckily Carly found it quickly.
"Has the 352 flight to Las Vegas left? Are we ok for time?" Carly asked impatiently. The girl at the desk checked then nodded.
"You guys are good. Just quickly check in, go through security and go straight to your gate. I'll call into the girls over at the gate to hold the doors open a little bit longer," the girl said cheerfully. As soon as they checked in, they all bolted toward security.
They were all lucky to get through, even Sam. As soon as they were through, Freddie spoke.
"Hey, we all got through security without any problems at least," he said, looking pointedly at Sam.
"Freddie," Carly warned dangerously as they hurried to their gate.
"Sorry," he mumbled. They finally reached their gate, where two women waited patiently.
"Thank you for holding the doors for us, I know it's ten to three," Spencer said gratefully as they passed them their boarding passes.
"No problem, the plane was delayed an extra twenty minutes anyways. Enjoy your flight," the girl said kindly as the four boarded their plane.
"Ok, so where are we sitting?" Sam asked.
"First class actually, row 3. Ok, Freddie you sit with Spencer. Sam, you'll sit beside me," Carly said as the four found their seats and sat down.
Half an hour later, the flight took off and about two and a half hours later they arrived in Las Vegas. All throughout the flight, Sam and Carly talked about guys (even though Carly was dating Jake), they watched a movie on their screen (Carly watched What Happens In Vegas, a three year old movie but still funny, Sam watching Scream 4, the newest installment that came out a little of a year ago) and they also played cards. Spencer and Freddie mostly talked and watched movies, Freddie also on his laptop, e-mailing his mother to tell her he was safe on the plane to Hawaii.
They finally landed and they all got off the plane.
"I seriously hate plane-rides. They're so boring and you don't move around that often, because of turbulence, like, every thirty minutes!" Sam complained as she held her duffel bag.
"Or are you trying to hide the fact that you're afraid of flying?" Freddie asked causally, smirking. Carly sighed impatiently; she knew it would not last.
"No, I'm just annoyed that-"Sam started before Carly smacked Sam again.
"I warned you guys to shut it! Let's just get our luggage and go to the hotel," Carly said impatiently.
"Ok," Sam said as politely as she could muster.
Once they grabbed their luggage, they grabbed a cab to their hotel. Obviously, the group had two rooms. One for Spencer and Freddie, the other for Carly and Sam. As soon as they reached their two rooms, Sam collapsed on her bed.
"Sam, come on and unpack," Carly said as she started unpacking her own luggage.
"Nah, I think I'll just sleep a little while," Sam said. Carly rolled her eyes as she pulled Sam off the bed. She landed on the floor with a thump.
"Fine, I'll unpack," Sam groaned as she hesitantly started unpacking. They were done unpacking by 7pm.
"Ok, let's go over to the boys' room and go get some dinner," Carly said. Sam lit up by the mention of food.
"Awesome, let's go!" she said as she started pulling Carly out the door. They went next door and knocked. Spencer answered.
"Hey guys, come on in. Freddie's just finishing talking to his mom," Spencer said. Sure enough, Freddie had his phone in his hand, chatting to his mom. Carly saw he was just trying not to hang up in anger.
"Yes Mom, we'll be fine. I gotta go eat now. Yes, I know. Bye!" Freddie said, quickly ending the call.
"Ok, so after dinner, what do you guys want to do?" Carly asked.
"Well, we just got here, so maybe tonight we can rest. Tomorrow, the fun will start," Spencer suggested.
"No, let's go clubbing tonight! It'll be fun!" Sam argued. Freddie shook his head.
"Yeah, I agree with Spencer, let's take it easy tonight," Freddie said.
"No, you're just chicken to take any risks and use the fake ID's," Sam pointed out. Carly sighed.
"I have to agree with Spencer and Freddie, let's just take it easy tonight. Tomorrow night, I promise, we'll start having fun," Carly said. Sam groaned.
"Fine," she snapped, obviously upset by this. She clearly wanted to start using her fake ID's tonight.
"Sam, relax. We'll have some fun tomorrow, think about it. Tomorrow, we can shop for clothes for tomorrow night and prepare to look older," Carly pointed out.
"Fine, I guess you're right. But I'm not going to have fun dressing up," Sam said.
"You never do, you're too boyish to dress up," Freddie said, smiling. Sam glared.
"Freddie's right Sam, this time. You never like dressing up," she said.
"Can we just get some food?" Sam asked. Carly nodded.
"Ok, let's go," Carly said as the four left.
Ok, I'm ending it here. This was just like a big prologue. Next chapter will skip to tomorrow, about them getting ready and starting to have fun. It's going to lead up to everything.
And yes, Socko's friend Fakid, if you didn't get it, sells Fake ID's. I just eliminated the 'E' and brought the 'ID' together to the 'FAK'. So, there you have it, Fake ID equals Fakid. Just to let you know.
So, review if you liked it, which I hope you do. I'm going to have fun with this story. I realize there is a Creddie story similar to this, but this is a Seddie story that I've had the idea for a couple of weeks. So, yes, the epilogue for Unavoidable will hopefully be out later today. So please guys, review if you liked it and if I should continue. I'll work on the next chapter right now.