DISLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ICARLY

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I was busy running around the apartment, getting ready for the big dance tonight when I heard a knock from the other side of the door.

"Spencer! Can you get the door?" I yelled at my brother as I run towards the second floor of the apartment to get my purse from my room.

"In the bathroom!" I heard Spencer yell back.

I groaned. I found myself going down the stairs again before I even reach the upper floor. Who could that be? I was running late already and I couldn't afford to have someone disturb me in this time of crisis.

I opened the door and saw a well-dressed Freddie. He was wearing slacks and a blue long-sleeved polo which showed his now muscular body.

His knuckles were up in the air as if he was about to knock again.

"Hey!" I greeted him with a smile but he never said a word. He just stood there, looking at me with his mouth open wide and his hands, still on the verge of knocking.

"Freddie!!" I waved my hand in front of him to check if he was still on earth with us.

It worked. He snapped out of it and blinked his eyes but he didn't remove his eyes from me. At least he did manage to put down his arm.

"Uh… Sorry about that. You just look…" he apologized.

"What? Pretty? Sexy?" I teased as I turned around for him. I was wearing a one-shoulder lavender cocktail dress embroidered with beads which I thought I looked good in when I tried it on.

I figured he thought so too because soon enough, his mouth was open wide again.

"Uh… You look stunning!" he said absent-mindedly, eyeing me from head to toe.

I smiled at his remark. "Thanks. You look good too."

I let him inside the apartment and made him sit on the couch.

"You go watch TV while I get my purse. Spencer's still in the bathroom." I told him before running around again.

"He's still in there? You're gonna be late you know. Why don't you ride with me and my mom?" he yelled.

I stopped running and looked at him. "Oh. Really? Wait. Let me tell Spencer."

I knocked violently on the bathroom door to make sure Spencer could hear me.

"What?" he yelled, water running from the shower.

"Can I ride with Freddie and his mom? I'll be late if I wait for you to finish in there." I pressed my ear on the door and waited for his response.

"You sure?" he yelled.

"Yeah." I answered.

"Alright. But I'll pick you and Sam up after. Is that okay?"

"Sure Spence. Bye!" I yelled at Spencer and then turned to Freddie who was following me with his eyes all along. "I'll just get my purse so we can go already." And with that, I disappeared from the living room.

After some last-minute touches in front of my mirror, I immediately went down to the living room, ready to leave.

"Are you ready?" Freddie stood up the moment he heard my footsteps.

"Yeah. Let's go." I smiled at him and he smiled back, differently. It was more of a grin and I knew what that was about.

"Freddie…" I sighed walking towards him who was now standing by the door.

"Yes?" he smiled.

"I know we're going together but that doesn't mean I'm gonna be your date and vice versa." I hated to burst his bubbles but it seemed appropriate. I didn't want to hurt him but I didn't want him to get his hopes up either. He'd be more hurt when things wouldn't turn out the way he wanted to.

"I get it." His smile vanished as he looked down. "Just friends." He murmured.

"Hey!" I exclaimed. He raised his head and looked at me. I could see the sadness in his eyes and as much as I wanted to do anything about it, I knew I couldn't. "Not just friends. Best friends." I corrected, trying to make him feel better.

He smiled at me and before anything could happen…

BAM!

"Wassup people!!" Sam barged in, opening the door forcefully, that it hit Freddie's head.

"Awww!" Freddie exclaimed, rubbing the back of his head. I rushed towards him and felt the part of his head the door hit.

"Oh my God! Are you okay?" I asked him, concerned. I forgot about Sam that moment.

"Ooh. Sorry dork. Didn't mean to." Sam apologized.

"Ugh. I feel like I've been knocked out by a baseball bat." Freddie commented and I was relieved. He was okay.

I turned to Sam and put both hands on my waist.

"What?" She just shrugged. "I said I was sorry. It was an accident."

I rolled my eyes and smiled at her. At least she apologized. "I thought your mom's giving you a ride?"

"Oh, she crashed the car this morning. Can I ride with you and Spencer?"

"Spencer still in the bathroom." I smiled. "You can ride with us. Freddie's mom will give us a ride."

Sam and I turned to Freddie. He was still rubbing the back of his head.

"Can she?" I asked. At least there were three of us now and people wouldn't think Freddie was my date.

"Sure." Freddie answered.

"Really sorry dork." Sam mumbled/

"It's fine." Freddie answered and he smiled at Sam. We both knew it was really an accident and if Freddie could forgive Sam after everything she had put him in, what more if it was just an accident.

"By the way, you look good." I smiled at Sam and she smiled back. She was wearing a red dress which was cut just above the knee.

"Back at 'ya!" she replied and turned to Freddie.

"You look…." She paused, looking for the right word, "dorky." She continued. I knew she didn't mean that. I mean, Freddie did look good in his attire.

"You look good too." Freddie said sarcastically and chuckled.

"I mean it. Where are you going dork? Some kind of nerd convention?" she grinned, laughing at her own joke.

"Here we go again…" I mumbled and rolled my eyes. I didn't try to stop them this time because every time I tried to, they wouldn't listen anyway.

"You know what?!" Freddie snapped, clearly annoyed at Sam. "Just be thankful you do look like a girl tonight." he continued.

"You look like a girl more than I do."

"Argh!" I groaned as I grabbed both their wrists. I planned to drag them towards the parking lot where Freddie's mom waited before the three of us miss the dance because one of these two ended up in the hospital. It was possible.

Much to my dismay, they were still bickering on the way down but what could one do? They were unstoppable. I just kept quiet inside the elevator and tried not to listen to the insults they threw at each other.

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A/N:

Just a short story. I'm bored.

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