i'M Hypnotised

Sumarry: Carly goes to a hypnotic show and drags Sam and Freddie along with her. After the pair was volunteered by Carly, they both say something that will change their lives forever. Cheesy summary, SEDDIE!

Nobody's POV

Carly casually walked down the busy halls of Ridgeway, towards her locker when she saw two familiar figurers fighting over God-knows-what. As Carly put some of her books into her locker, the pair turned around to face their annoyed looking friend.

"Hey Carls, Can you PLEASE tell Fred-dorkinstien over here that Catwoman would TOTALLY kick Wonderwoman's butt!"

"No way Sam, I still think that Wonderwoman will pulverise Catwoman."

"Your just saying that 'cuz you think she's hot"

"That is … so true"

"GUYS! Please stop fighting!" Carly shouted. They had been arguing about this since yesterday after iCarly. Spencer just HAD to ask 'If Catwoman and Wonderwoman were in a fight, who would win?'"Anyways, I got us tickets to see a magic show on Saturday. You guys up for it. Well … you kinda have no choice, I already bought you're tickets." Carly continued

" Aw man Shay! I was going to chill this Saturday!" Sam whined

"And I have to update some stuff on the iCarly server." Freddie replied

" Well...you could update the stuff on iCarly later and Sam, you can catch-up on your sleep on Monday. You normally don't come in on Monday."

"Man Shay! You have a answer to everything don't you." Sam said as she got a fat cake out of her locker. When she closed her locker, the bell rang.

"Bye guys, I got English. See ya at lunch okay? Don't kill each other until then." Carly said as she walked to class

"No promises!" Sam shouted back at her brunette friend walking down the hallway.

" is gonna give you another detention if she catches you eating in class again!" warned Freddie as they both walked to their Science class.

"Geez Benson. Do you EVER stop being a goody-two-shoes, momma's boy, tech-nerd?" Sam bickered.

(WHOOSH! YOU JUST TRAVELLED THROUGH TIME AND NOW IT'S TIME FOR THE MAGIC SHOW!)

Saturday, 8:00pm, The Magic Show

Freddie's POV

It's 8:00 and Carly is taking FOREVER to get ready. The magic show she was so ''desperate'' to take us too was going to start in 30 mins.

"I'm ready." Carly shouted from the top of the stairs.

"And about time to." I mumbled so no one would hear me. Carly descended the staircase wearing a black strap-less top, black heels, a sparkly purse that matched and her hair draped over her left shoulder. I expect it's if she sees a "cute boy" she'll want to impress him. It's not that I'm jealous or anything ( my crush that I had on Carly went out the window after I saved from that taco truck. It's just I see her as my little sister and I don't want her to get hurt by some guy that she barely even knows.)

"Somebody looks prurdy!" Spencer said in his Baby Spencer voice.

Man, he's funny when he's dressed up as a baby with a giant head and we (mostly me and Sam) feed him random food. Thinking of Sam, where is she? And then as if right on que, Sam entered the Shays apartment wearing a purple shirt, blue skinny ripped jeans and her purple high tops. That's the thing about Sam, she doesn't care what anyone thinks or says about her, but if word gets around what you said … let's just say that you should call a ambulance before you say anything about Sam.

"Hey Carls, nice dress." Sam said as walked into the Shays, and almost immediately started to empty their fridge.

"Thanks Sam, and please leave some food this time. Spencer only went grocery shopping 2 hours ago!"

"Chill Carlotta! All I wanted was some bacon."

"Hey kiddos, the show's gonna start soon so let's hit the road!" Spencer shouted over the two girls as he grabbed his car keys and opened the door for the girls that gladly accepted. As I walked towards the door I stopped and turned to Spencer and said

"Ladies first" as I bowed slightly. Spencer being … well Spencer, he played along as he giggled and skipped down the steps to the car. Although he did get some weird looks by some people and Lewbert shouted at him for skipping in his lobby.