Hey guys! I just wanna say thank you to the sweet reviews you sent in :) I can't believe in less than 24 hours I had feedback like that. Its the best I've ever done.
One of my reviewers asked me to update ASAP so here you go. I would have posted it earlier today but I spent a bit of time reading over it and changing things around so yeah. I also loved my first review from a guest.. raNDK who said that they were reading the story on an iphone in an apple store. that made me giggle. the positive feedback has certainly made taking time out of watching tv worth it.
anyway, this 'chapter', 'segment' or whatever you want to call it is just pretty much the continuation of what I posted last night. Basically it picks up at the end of the show... and yeah. :) so i hope you guys enjoy the story! once again let me know of any errors and ill fix them. otherwise, tell me what you think and send your ideas in! thanks again everyone, i love you guys! 3 xoxo
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p.s. i didn't realise how much dialogue I used until I re-read it. I hope you don't mind..
Chapter 1 Pt 2: iBusted
Carly POV:
"And we're clear! Great show you guys!" Freddie informs us while he puts his camera down.
"Thanks Freddie!" I reply to him with a smile as he leans over to do something on his PearBook. I can't help but notice the muscles moving in his built arms as he types away on the computer. Man, he's really filled out lately. He's almost kind of...hot. How did I only just notice this now? I'm bought out of my thoughts by my wild best friend waving her arms in front of my face.
"Carly?! Hello?!" She claps her hands just centimetres from my face.
"Wha...what?" I obliviously reply.
"Why are you staring at the nub?" She questions, gesturing towards Freddie standing at his computer, still typing away.
"I wasn't!"
"Were too."
"Sam, no I wasn't!"
"Umm...yeeeeeah you were!"
"No way Sam. Why would I?"
"Good point. He's a freak." I shake my head at her bluntness. Although I must admit, I do admire it sometimes.
"You're unbelievable!" I laugh. "Now come with me, I've gotta talk to you about Steven." I grab her hand and drag her towards the elevator, a nervous feeling growing in the pit of my stomach again.
"Oooh gossip! See ya later Fredwardo!" Sam waves off Freddie before following me into the elevator.
"See ya Puckett!" He yells after her as the elevator door closes.
Sam POV:
"So what's the go with you and Steven, hey?" I nudge my best friend playfully whilst standing inside the elevator, waiting for it to reach the living room. "You didn't do...IT...did you?!" A shocked look spreads across my face. I always thought I'd be doing those kind of things before her.
"God Sam! No way!" She says, reaching for the switch to stop the elevator. "Well, you know how he's been making constant trips back and forth between Seattle and LA since we started dating right?" I acknowledge her by nodding my head.
"Well he claims that its because his parents are split up, his mum here in Seattle and his dad down in LA. While I was at his house earlier and waiting for him to finish up in the shower, his mum and I were talking and she showed me a few pictures of the family. One photo, a very recent one, was of him, his mum and his dad here in Seattle..." She trailed off, a sad look filling her eyes.
"Well, what do you think he's doing down there then if he's not visiting his dad?"
"Cheating maybe. I'm not sure what else he would be doing down in Cali that's so secret he has to lie to his girlfriend about it."
"Oh Carls. I'm so sorry!" I grab her by the shoulders and pull her into a big bear hug, unsure of exactly what to say to her. We all know I'm not the most sympathetic person in the world, but that doesn't stop me from trying when my best friend is hurting. I know just how much she really feels towards Steven, and it would break my heart to find out that he was doing that to her.
"What did you do when you saw the pictures? Did you ask her who the man was?" I ask her, pulling away.
"No, I already knew who he was. Steven is like, identical to him and he had shown me a picture of them both before, when he was younger." She says, looking at the floor of the elevator.
"Did you confront Steven about it?" I give her a questioning look.
"No. I said to his mum I had to go because I had iCarly preparation to do and left." A tear begins to roll from her eye.
"So did you do any research on him? You know, to figure out the truth?"
"No...I don't know how to do that. I was going to see if you guys wanted to help me." She wipes the stray tear from her cheek.
"Of course Carls! Lets go." I say, reaching for the elevator switch.
"Okay. Thanks, Sam." She slips a small smile to me.
"No problem." I smile back to her, before turning my attention to the elevator door. This boy is gone.
Sam POV:
"Wait here, okay? I'm going to go get Fredward. Make sure you've got a pen and paper!" I yell to Carly over my shoulder whilst running up the stairs, two at a time.
"Okay." She yells back, half heartedly. Poor kid.
As I reach the third floor, I peer through the studio door to see Freddie sitting down in a red beanbag with his laptop in his lap, his back towards me. Straining my eyes through the glass door, I try to get a glimpse of what he's doing. He's a teenage boy for crying out loud, so I bet I can have a pretty good guess at just what he's looking at. Ever since he was old enough to know what certain 'things' were, he had denied every claim of mine and Carly's that he watched that kind of stuff. We never believed him when he said he didn't watch it, but that didn't seem to faze him in the end. Once I can catch him in the act, I can hang it on him for years. Brilliant.
As my eyes adjust to the lighting of the studio, I'm beginning to be able to see what he's doing. If only he would move his stupid, fat head I'd get a good view.
Typically, just as I'm about to catch him in the act, he shuts his computer for a few seconds before beginning to stand up. I move away from the door quickly, laying my back against the wall for a second, awaiting the opportunity to arise for me to be able to enter the studio while avoiding any suspicion. Just as I pull away from the wall and reach my hand for the studio door, it swings open, revealing a very tall, well built Freddie. I must admit, he's not too bad for a nub. I wouldn't say he's hot, but he's not bad. I swear I will never tell a soul that, though.
"Oh, hey Sam." He takes a step back, almost frightened by my sudden presence in the doorway.
"Yeah, be scared nub. Listen, Carly thinks Steven is cheating on her with some chick down in LA. Get your butt down there and do some research." I blurt out fiercely, nudging him a little.
"You've got to be kidding!" A look of shock crosses his face, followed by anger. "How DARE he do that to someone as sweet and kind as Carly! That ass is going to get it!" I forgot he still loved her, so of course he's going to defend her.
"Ha don't get cocky nerd. You couldn't beat up someone as weak as Steven even if your life depended on it." I pointedly say, earning myself a rather large eye roll off Benson.
"Sam, are you ever going to give up this little charade of yours?" What the hell is he talking about?
"What the hell are you talking about Fredloop?" I smirk at his new nickname and put my hands on my hips.
"Your 'I Hate You' charade." Oh my god.
"Bullshit Benson. I hate your guts. You're lucky your Carly's friend, otherwise I'd kick your butt harder than I already have!" I warn him with a threatening tone in my voice, earning yet another eye roll.
"Whatever. Anyway, lets get downstairs and sort this dickhead out so we don't have to worry about him hurting Carly any more." He says over his shoulder as he begins to walk in the direction of the stairs.
"You're so healthy, nub. Why don't you be lazy for once and take the elevator?" I tease.
"Okay, I will then." He turns around flashing a wide smile in my direction. Little shit. Now for a boring ride with the geek. I didn't think he would actually do it.
"Fine." I turn, pressing the down arrow and waiting for elevator to arrive at our level.
Freddie POV:
"I'm hungry." The blonde whines for the hundredth time in the last 20 minutes.
"Sam, get yourself a sandwich!" Carly replies, irritated with her best friend. Can't say I blame her.
"No. That requires energy, and that's something mama don't got." She calls, lazily from the couch.
"Whatever, Sam!" Carly yells back over her shoulder from the seat next to me.
We're sitting at the computer in her kitchen trying to find out what Steven gets up to in LA. So far we've got absolutely nothing, but I refuse to give up until I find answers for my best friend.
"Does he have a SplashFace account?" I ask Carly, sipping from my Peppy Cola and taping away at the keyboard, my eyes fully focused on the screen in front of me.
"Ah, I'm not sure. Why don't you check?" She mumbles through her mouthful of ice-cream. After a few seconds of silence pass, I finally get a lead of some sort.
"Ah-ha! Here he is! Steven Lucas. Date of birth: 28/5/1993. Location: Seattle, USA. Oh, and he's got a picture of himself as his profile picture. (A/N Made up last name and details) He hasn't used it for quite a while though. No videos for the last 3 months."
"Ugh. Another dead end." Carly sighs, removing herself from the seat and moving towards the fridge.
"Actually, don't be so sure of that." I state, making both Carly and Sam turn their heads to my direction, giving me their full attention.
"What do you mean?" Carly begins walking back towards me.
"Did you get something?" Sam says, jumping off the couch.
"You've got enough energy to do that." I say pointedly at her previous action.
"Yeah yeah whatever. My best friend and her lying, cheating boyfriend are involved here."
"Wow. You ACTUALLY care about someone besides your self?" I smirk at her.
"Shut up you two! What have you got Freddie?" Carly says, stepping between us to stop any sort of fight.
"Well, on his SplashFace profile, it actually has a link to a Flutter profile under his name." (A/N Flutter. Twitter. Get my point?) I point out the link on the screen to the both of the girls, earning a gasp from Carly, and an appropriate, yet inappropriate comment from Sam.
"Nerd."
"Oh Sam!" Carly exclaims, throwing her hands up in the hair. "Just click the link Freddie!"
"Okay, okay! Settle petal!" I turn to her, giving her an exhausted look.
"When was it last active?" Sam knowingly asks.
"Umm lets see..." I say, clicking a few buttons.
"Damn. Its blocked. You have to be a confirmed follower to see his profile." I sigh, throwing my fist down on the counter. "He's never going to confirm us following him! He'll get found out!
"Isn't there something you can do to get past all that stuff and get into his account?" Sam eagerly asks, shaking the back of the chair in the process.
"Actually, yeah. But only if Carly knows his email address. It would take me ages to get around all the firewalls otherwise." Sam and I both turn our heads to Carly's direction with pleading looks on our faces.
"Yeah, I do. But who knows whether he uses that email address or not."
"Just give it a shot!" Sam basically yells at her, causing Carly to jump a little.
"What is it Carly?" I send her a soft look, causing her to relax slightly.
"steven1080 ."
"Thank you!" I say, turning back to the computer and punching in the email address.
"I don't know his password."
"Don't need it."
"Why not?"
"Learnt this trick in the AV club. Just watch." I continue to click buttons and pages in order for this to HOPEFULLY work. Whilst Carly looks on amused, Sam lets out an exaggerated yawn and walks towards the couch.
"Woohoo I'm in!" I cheer, throwing my arms in the air.
"You know," Sam begins, raising herself back off the couch and into my direction "I never thought I'd thank you for your geeky ways, but I must say, your nerdyness comes in handy sometimes."
"Wow, thanks Sam. I really appreciate it." I reply sarcastically.
"You better Benson, don't expect it to happen again." I chuckle slightly at her remark.
"Well! What does it say?!" Carly says, slamming herself down in the seat beside me and nudging me, forcing me to focus on the main topic.
"Well...Do you know who this girl is?" I point to a picture of a bleach blonde haired girl standing next to Steven in front of the Hollywood sign.
"Oh. My. God." Carly sobs.
"Carls! It's okay!" Sam says, engulfing her teary friend in a hug. "You don't know for sure."
"Sam." I say, tapping her on the back and pointing at the screen.
"Don't touch me!" She screams at me, sending a saddened Carly into a deeper hole from the shock of Sam's outburst.
"I can't take this!" Carly cries before running up the stairs to her bedroom.
"Ugh, Sam! Really? An attitude like that at this time?" I grumble. That girl has the worst timing I swear.
"Ugh." She moans quietly, only loud enough for me to hear. "You want me to come with you kid?" Sam yells after her.
"No. I want to be alone." She yells back. Once she's completely out of ear shot, Sam takes a seat next to me.
"What does it say?" She whispers loudly to me.
"20 hours ago. Had a truly incredible day with my gorgeous girlfriend in Hollywood." I repeat the words on the screen, then scroll down to reveal a picture of that stupid, cheating guy kissing his so called girlfriend with the Hollywood sign in the background.
"Whoa. That guy has some guts doing this. I can't believe someone would cheat on such a sweet girl like her." Sam adds in sympathetically. This is a new side to her I've never seen before.
"Tell me about it." I sigh. "What are we going to do?"
"Beat his poor little ass to the ground." She states, bluntly.
"I know that. But I mean how?"
"I don't know. You're the one with the brains!" She growls, before changing her mind "Actually... HEY SPENCEEEER!" She yells at the top of her lungs, causing me to cover my ears.
"Geez, little loud don't you think!" I mutter in response.
"There's ham in the fridge I bought a new one today!" Spencer yells in response.
"I don't want ham! Get your butt out here now!"
"Well that's not something you hear from Sam Puckett everyday." Spencer says, cautiously walking out of his room wearing his ridiculous spoon hat for protection.
"I thought you pulled that thing apart." I point to Spencer's accessory.
"What makes you think that?" He replies questionably.
"Well all the spoons were...oh never mind. Sam. You talk to him." I shake my head and turn back to the computer.
"What's up guys?"
"Steven cheated on Carly with some chick in LA. It's on his Flutter profile."
"You've got to be kidding me!" He yells, running up behind Sam.
"Nope. Look!" She says, showing Spencer the pictures and tweets on the screen.
"That little..."
"Say it!"
"Poop!"
"Aww Spencer you're such a big boy." Sam teases. "Anyway, Spence, drive us to LA. Tonight."
"WHAT! I can't do that! I've got all this stuff to do tomorrow at the..."
"SPENCER YOUR BABY SISTER IS IN HER ROOM CRYING BECAUSE OF HIM! DRIVE US TO LA TONIGHT!" Sam grabs his shirt at the collar and screams in his face.
"Okay okay! I'll call Socko and see if his cousin can lend us his Camper!"
"Which cousin?" I turn to face him while I speak.
"Cameron."
"Ohhh." Sam and I sigh.
"Go pack in case! We'll leave at midnight." he yells, running to his room. Freddie and I share a glance, before jumping up out of our seats and sprinting up the stairs to Carly's room.
"Not so lazy now hey Puckett." I wink at her, referring to the staircase she's running up.
"Eh, shut up Fredderly. I'm active when I wanna be."
"Sure."
Well, what did you think?! I'm not sure about it myself but I guess if I post it then I can possibly get some ideas off you guys. So tell me what you think and where you would like to see the story go and we can go from there. :D Thanks again! mwah xox
~ Nic ~
oh and as for the authors notes (A/N), would you like them posted at the point in the story (like above) where they're 'needed' or posted at the end with references to the story? i hope that makes sense. catch you guys soon! :)