Ok, chapter two! Oh, and to my reviewers, THANKS! It means a lot just to get feedback.
To kimmystar24, when I said "When we were fourteen…" I meant Carly and Freddie. Not Freddie and Kat. Sorry for the confusion, I'll be more clear in the future.
Ok, now what?
Oh yeah!
Do I look like a Dan?
The answer is no.
Kat's POV:
Carly and I were discussing the time we went to the mall and a hobo attacked us with a spoon. We laughed as we finished our story. We were on our way up to Freddie and Carly's apartments so I could get unpacked and ready to be aired on their webshow.
The whole ride up in the elevator, Freddie and Sam had been talking about something called "cupcake smash" and were placing bets on whether jelly filled cupcakes would fall faster. I tried to ignore them, though, because if I wasn't careful, I may have just gone out and asked Freddie if he liked her. Right in front of the girl.
When the doors to the elevator finally opened, Sam took off down the hall yelling, "I haven't eaten ham in four hours! I need it now!" I looked over to Carly to see her smirking at Freddie.
"Fine," Freddie said with a sigh, "I'll make sure she doesn't eat tonight's dinner. But the fact that you're making me spend anymore time with that demon is just-"
"Thank you, Freddie." Carly quickly said, breaking Freddie off mid-sentence. Freddie gave Carly a quick nod, handed me the key to his and Mom's apartment, and took off after Sam.
"Are they always that cute together?" I asked, giggling. Carly seemed confused at first.
"What do you mean? You know they're not…Together, right?" she asked, tilting her head. We began to walk down the hallway.
"I know they aren't. But, their bickering makes me think of an old married couple. Except, in sixteen year old bodies." I smiled at my comparison. It definitely fit them perfectly. I could tell Carly was thinking about what I said. Suddenly, her lips curved into a smile.
"Of course! How did I not see it?" Carly shook her head, still smiling. "I mean, last week, Sam even admitted that she likes this guy that I wouldn't expect to be her type at all. Freddie definitely isn't Sam's type." As she finished her sentence, we came to her and Freddie's apartments.
"What is Sam's type?"
"Actually, now to think about it…I'm not really sure." She laughed. "Bye. See you in fifteen minutes for ICarly, right?" I nodded. I quickly unlocked the apartment door and walked in. I was greeted by a high pitched scream. This caused me to drop all of my luggage.
"Katherine. Oh my dear Katherine, I thought you would never come back!" Mom smiled and pulled me into a hug.
"Mom. Can't. Breathe." I gasped out. Mom sighed and let go of me. She seemed to step back and look at me. Inspecting to see if I was actually Katherine. Suddenly, I thought of something. "Mom, why was the door locked if you were in here?"
"Oh silly," she started, as if I was still four years old, "what if a strange man tried to get in here. What if he had a gun? Even worse, what if he was…" she stopped, lowering her voice just loud enough for me to hear her, "dirty?"
"Oh my God, Mother. I'm pretty sure you were safe. It's four in the afternoon. No killer or…Um, dirty man is going to try to get you when it's still bright outside." I shook my head as she turned.
"OK, honey. Believe whatever you wish to believe. Let me show you to your room." She said. Mom looked at my luggage and smiled, "I'll get those, dear." She dug in her pockets for a second, and then brought out a few wet wipes. She wiped down my small bag's straps and then moved to my large luggage pieces. After several minutes of watching her wipe down everything I owned, I sighed.
"Mom, just give me my stuff, I'll carry it."
"Fine, Katherine."
I grabbed my things, grunting as the heaviness of the objects came to me again.
'This is going to be a long three days.' I thought.
Carly's POV:
After my talk with Kat, I began to notice the things about Sam and Freddie she was trying to point out. I never realized how intense their flirting was. I mean, if I think back to when we were fourteen, their bickering may have been flirting, but now…Oh wow.
We were watching TV and talking about our excitement over the new Girly Cow that was going to air that night. Sam was in the middle of me and Freddie on the couch. Every couple seconds, I would look at them through the corner of my eye. At one point, when a commercial break came on, Freddie stretched his arms, whispering about how stiff he was. When he finished stretching, he threw his arm over the couch. This would have been completely normal, except for the fact that Sam was in that spot. After Freddie's arm settled behind her, Sam seemed to subconsciously scoot closer to him. I was shocked at how I'd never noticed things like this before.
Sam's POV:
Carly was watching me and Freddie for some reason. It was really weird. I could tell she was trying to be sneaky about it, but she's never really been too good about being sneaky. She kept smiling and whispering to herself. I'm not really sure what she was saying, though.
My thoughts- And Carly's stares- were interrupted by Kat running into the Shay's apartment, screaming.
Kat's POV:
"Hide me!" I screeched, "She's coming to get me!" I threw myself in front of the couch, hoping to appear invisible.
"Dude, Crazy will still be able to see you." Sam said.
I looked up at Sam to respond, but my tongue got tied temporarily. The image in front of me was so amazing, so perfect, so beautiful…
Sam was shifted to where she was barely leaned of Freddie. She almost wasn't leaning on him and all. Freddie had his arm thrown over the couch. I was right. They were the prefect couple. Ever.
"Yo, you okay there, Kat?" Sam asked, tilting her head to her left side, hitting Freddie's shoulder. Freddie seemed to breathe in her scent, smiling.
"Um," I began, trying to figure out how to use my tongue again, "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just trying to get away from my mother. She's trying to bathe me. I'm a full grown woman…Or, pretty close to full grown if not. My mother doesn't need to bathe me." Freddie gave me a sympathetic look showing that he understood my pain. I can't believe I forgot how crazy Mom can be.
"Okay," Carly said, "let's go do some webshow!" I smiled at her, signaling to Sam and Freddie's cuteness with my eyes. She nodded, in a knowing way. So, she'd noticed it, too? Huh.
Freddie's POV:
"In five, four, three, two…" I pointed to the three girls, smiling as Sam pointed back at me.
"Hello ICarly fans! This is Kat," Sam said, signaling to my sister, "I'm Dino…"
"And I'm Squirrel!" Carly quickly added.
"And this is…Well, you know where you are. If not, go eat some dog-" Sam was cut off by my chuckling and Carly.
"Sam!" Carly screamed.
"Yeah, yeah. Chill your-"
"Sam!" Carly crossed her arms in an angry fashion. Even though this was all planned out from the beginning, it seemed real. Most likely because Sam would try to cuss on our show.
The rest of the show went as planned. We explained who Kat was and then we had our own version of Family Feud. We made it so that on one team, there was me, Sam, Kat, and Gibby. Sam and I were married, Kat was my sister (of course), and Gibby was me and Sam's son. On Carly's team there was her and Spencer, Jake, and Wendy. Carly and Jake were married, Spencer was Carly's brother, and Wendy was Carly and Jake's daughter. We had Guppy host the whole thing. After five minutes of playing, it was decided that Sam, Kat, Gibby, and I all won Family Feud.
We all did a small victory dance and then gave everyone on the winning team a hug. I hugged everyone very quickly. But, for some odd reason, Sam and I hugged for just a few seconds longer, but not much. When we pulled away, everyone was staring all us.
"What?" Sam asked in a rude manner. She looked at me and I shrugged.
"Guys, you were standing there for four minutes just hugging." Carly said, smiling as she said the words.
"Nu-uh. We only hugged for a few seconds." I said.
"Guys, we went off air because we couldn't wait for Freddie to sign us out any longer." Carly sighed, still smiling.
But, why did Sam and I hug so long? And why didn't I notice that we were hugging so long?
Oh no.
Do I?
No. I can't.
Can I?
Ok, people! Chapter two, DONE!
Kay, bye
QUOTE:
"So, you have a door that leads outside in your room now, Caro? You think I can sleepover and we could sneak out, see Ben?" -Rachel
"I don't like him. Let it go, girly." -Me