JUSTUFF: Enjoy this rewritten chapter!

Carly's POV

I was waiting for Sam and Freddie to come. Ever since they decided to be a couple (last week) they've NEVER even cared about showing p on time! It's "Oh, me and Freddie have to go here," "Oh, me and Sam have a date here…" I swear. Sigh. I just want my friends back. Freddie saying 5…4…3…2…(but not the one, which I never really understood but I like it). I had a flashback about how they got together. It started like this:

Of course they were arguing.

"OK, Technical Weenie, why don't we bet?" Sam asked, confident.

"Don't bet Sam!" I exclaimed.

"It's a bet." Freddie said, emphasizing each word by saying them all in slow motion for dramatic effect.

"If I win, you have to stop bothering Carly…she's NEVER gonna like you."

"Sam…" I started, disapprovingly.

"Fine!" Freddie agreed.

"Ugh! I'm going to go get the sprayer." I sighed. I thought that I haven't used it in a while.

(The next part they told me)

"Your going to be pretty upset when you're wrong…" He froze in front of the computer screen.

"Told you!" Sam yelled, right in his ear to annoy him.

"Why do you even care if I like Carly?"

"Uh…" Sam stammered. "She's my best friend. OK? So, like, she needs to stop being bugged."

"Yeah, like I believe that…" Freddie said. "Why?"

And that was when the "OMG, tiny, but amazing," little peck happened.

And then that was the end of my flashback.

Anyways, back to the present, I was pacing around the room. iCarly rehearsal STARTED a half an hour ago.

I heard the door open and I quickly rushed to get the door. I there was Sam, alone. "Wh-Where's Freddie?" I asked, a little surprised they weren't half an hour late together.

"Ah…his mom burst in on our date. We both came up with some lie, so she didn't find out. But she didn't completely trust us and she told Freddie that they need to build more trust between each other…I hope he doesn't break down and tell his mom about us…"

"Yea…I was going to talk about that…listen-"

Her phone rang. She was talking to her mom. "Not now!...Why'd you tell me now?...Yea, she's my sis, but…fine." Then, she hung up.

"What was that all about?"

"Melanie's coming back. She should be here any minute."

"Cool!"

"NOT Cool!"

"Oh, come on, she's nice…AND she'll be someone to hang out with and talk to." My tone was turning angry and sad.

"What do you mean?"

"Listen…I LOVE the fact that you and Freddie are going out, but…"

"But what?" She asked, concerned.

Suddenly, Melanie came up in the elevator.

"Hey!" She greeted, politely and perky.

"Hi, Melanie!" I exclaimed, happy that I wasn't a third wheel anymore. Sam smiled and nodded a little, but didn't say anything. She really wasn't excited that Melanie was here.

And I guess she had a reason. The last time Melanie was here, she hit on Freddie, who was now Sam's boyfriend.

"So what's been up, what's been down?" I asked, the twin of my best friend.

"Well, you know, boy drama with my friends. But what about you?" Melanie gleefully said.

"I'm just glad you're here and I actually have a person to hang-out with," I said. "I haven't been having anyone to hang out with."

Sam looked at me with hurt eyes. "But…" Melanie started. I knew who's name she was going to say.

"Nope!" I exclaimed. "Because she's been too busy with her boyfriend…" She begged me not to say who was her boyfriend in front of Melanie because she knows that Melanie still likes Freddie. Ever since the last time she visited, they've been actually keeping in touch. But, I continued. I had no idea what came over me. "Freddie."

Sam looked at Melanie, curious about what she was going to say next. "Oh," Melanie said, pretty awkward, but sad. You could tell she was hurt. "Cool!" She continued back into her happy tone.

After a little while of an awkward silence, Sam's phone buzzed, saying she got a text.

"Freddie finally escaped from his mom's crazy clutches!"Sam exclaimed, still talking with a little bit of an awkward tone. "He finally stood up to her! He's getting to be more and more like me every day." She must've forgotten all about the awkward silence and thought all about Freddie becoming more like her, because she sighed lovingly.

"Well, I gotta go meet Freddie," She said, as I turned back to her, disappointed that we didn't get to spend more time together, and a little angry that she didn't even care about what I had just said. She looked sad, too, but Freddie HAS to come first. She left. Another awkward silence.

"So…want some WaHoo Punch?" I asked Melanie. I was thinking of some way to get our minds of what had just occurred.

"I'd love some!" She exclaimed. I headed for the refrigerator door, got some WaHoo punch, took out two cups, and put it on our awesome, colorful kitchen table. Then, me and Melanie took our seats. I poured some punch into both glasses.

"So…Freddie and Sam are going out?" Melanie asked, sadly.

"Yea," I said, using her same sad tone.

"So, you and Sam haven't been able to hang out?" She questioned.

"No," I stated. "She's way too busy with Freddie."

"Well, while you're jealous of Freddie, I'm jealous of Sam," She said. "She gets Freddie all to herself. Heck, if I dressed up as Sam NOW, he would LIKE me." Then she looked at me, like a light bulb just went over her head.

"What?" I asked, interested.

"I think it's time to play dress-up." She stated, suspiciously.

"Huh?" I asked.

'"You know, break up Sam and Freddie. I'll pretend to be Sam. But I'm going to need your help for that."

I was a little surprised…ok, a lot. MELANIE! MELANIE WANTED TO BREAK-UP SAM AND FREDDIE? The GOOD girl?

"Huh? Why? No!" I thought all at the same time. And I said those exact same things a second later.

It was just ridiculous. Sam was…wasn't, at that point, my best friend.

"Why not?" Melanie questioned, smiling.

"Because Sam is my best friend, and she and Freddie really like each other."

"Well," She was trying to persuade me. "What if they end up breaking each other's hearts? Your friendship is going to be down the drain if they ask you to choose sides…so will iCarly." I glared at her sadly. I was mad and sad at the same time, like I had been for a week then. "Think about your fans…" I thought. She DID have a good point…

"Fine!" I exclaimed finally. "I'll do it. I'll help you."

HELLO! SRRY THAT WAS SHORT BUT ITS JUST THE INTRO. R AND R!