Chapter 2: The Revelation
Needless to say, neither Freddy nor Sam got any sleep that night. In fact, they didn't get any sleep for the next two days. Sam was a wreck, and wouldn't bully anyone, and Freddy wouldn't do his homework. And to make matters worse, Carly wasn't talking to either of them. When at school, she pretended that neither of them existed. She wouldn't pick up the phone or return their numerous voicemails and text messages. The only way she would ever even acknowledge their existence was when she said two sentences. "I'm not doing iCarly this week, but you guys can. You can still do the show in the loft, but I'm out."
"But we don't know that much about doing this without you, what do you want us to do?" Sam asked, but Carly just walked away.
Sam and Freddy were at Freddy's house, going over ideas for the next episode of iCarly.
"How about we do something with the green screen like we're on a roller coaster?" Freddy suggested.
"Nah, what about doing some of those random dancing things again?" Sam asked.
"No, that won't work. Maybe you could do some of your monkey calls. You've always been good at monkey calls." Freddy remarked.
Sam laughed. It was one of the few times that she had laughed at one of his jokes, and she was a bit taken by surprise. She looked into Freddie's eyes, and hhe looked into hers, they stared for a second. Then, they began to lean forward and close their eyes, when all of a sudden Freddy's mom came in the room and said, "Sam, will you be staying for dinner, we're having lasagna!"
Sam was taken suddenly by surprise, and quickly said, "No thanks, I've got to get going. Lots of homework, you know." She looked nervously at Freddy, and then left the room.
That night, neither of them got any sleep, but it wasn't because of the fact that Carly still wouldn't talk to them. It was because of the fact that they almost kissed. As Freddy lay in bed, he was thinking to himself, "What was I thinking? I can't like Sam. I hate her! We have been getting along better lately, but that's just so Carly would come back on the show." Then a thought came to him. "What if I really DO like her? Could the fact that we've been arguing all this time just be hiding our true feelings? I think I do like her, in fact, I like her a lot, but I can't let her know that. I can't take rejection, especially from a girl like her. Then he decided I've got to do it, I'm going to tell her that I like her, but I want it to be really romantic. But how… Then he had an idea. The web cast! I'll find some way to tell her on the show.
The same night, in Sam's room…
Sam is laying in bed thinking to herself, How on EARTH could I like Freddy? I'm not even supposed to be able to stand him! I don't like him… do I? Oh no, I do! I can't like him, because I don't know if he likes me back. We did almost kiss, but I don't know if he was even going in to kiss me. He could have just been trying to poke me or whatever, to try to change the subject, or the mood. I need to tell him, but how…? The web cast! I'll find some way to tell him, but how.
At that moment in time, both Freddy and Sam were thinking of the same thing: how to tell the other of their true feelings. Little did they know that the other was thinking the same thing, they both set out their plans.