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Chapter Two

Wow, thank you so much for the reviews! Only one chapter and already four reviews! Haha, it really helps me to write more! Just to let you know the first chapter was in third person POV! Spoiler Alert: I don't own iCarly! I know BIG surprise!

Sam's POV

I remember waking up this morning feeling something in the air. Maybe, I was the fact that my mom had a new boyfriend, Salim. He was a Zen yoga creep who believed in peace on earth and not eating some of the world's wonderful creatures! World's wonderful creatures? What the chizz man? Can't I just eat my bacon and get on with my life! Bacon, I wonder if Carly has any bacon. No better yet, just a huge ham!

Oh, yeah um, the feeling! So I woke up and the air seemed different. I did my normal everyday stuff. Minus the bacon, thanks to Salim! Man, I hate that guy! Almost as much as I hate Freddork! Okay, so I don't really hate the little dweeb! Stop it, wandering brain! Some doctors call it ADD, but my mom just says I am just "scattered". Whatever.

The day went on normally. I yelled at my mom for no apparent reason, tortured every dweeb in sight, and dosed off in class. Oh, and I had detention, too. Nothing new there. After my nap time…I mean detention, I went over to Carly's to rehearse iCarly. You know that extremly popular webshow! Well, when I got there Carly totally freaks out and tells me that we are hosting the Teen Choice Awards! I was so excited, I mean only big famous people host this! That's when thing got interesting.

Carly went down stairs to answer a phone call. Freddie played with his nerdy-tech stuff and I started eating a piece of chicken I stole from Carly's fridge. The words came out of my mouth before I could stop it, ""Watcha doing Fredward?"

"Why do you care?" He asked with his adorable smirk. I mean lame, dorky smile. Why did I care? I really didn't, but you know sometimes tormenting people got boring. I quickly came up with an excuse.

"I don't know. I guesss I… turned stupid! Hey, Carls who was it?" I didn't say it was agood excuse. Thank goodness, Carly came in before it got awkward.

"It was Griffin." Carly said in a confused voice.

"What did he want?" Freddie asked.

"I have no clue. He just wants me to meet him in ten minutes in his apartment."

Carly's POV

Okay, so I lied! Griffin was not on the phone. But what was I suppose to tell them? That the producer of the Teen Choice Awards just called me to talk about hosting and informed me that I am the only one hosting! Not Freddie and Sam! I just could not break the news to them. I totally freaked out on the guy and demanded to have a meeting with him today! So, I came up with the whole Griffin thing, as an excuse to leave to go meet the producer. I hope that he will let Freddie and Sam host also. Oh, this is bad.

What will the producer say? How will Sam and Freddie take the news? Find out in my next chapter!