It's very short, but I really wanted to leave you guys on a cliffhanger. Mwahaha!
"What am I going to do?" Carly asked her other friend Freddie at her apartment the next day, "How am I going to get Sam to leave me alone?"
"Well, you could try dating a guy Sam hates." Freddie proposed, arching an eyebrow. Sam had always hated Freddie, and Freddie had always had a crush on Carly.
"Not gonna happen." Carly answered.
"I know." Freddie said sorrowfully. They munched on their spaghetti tacos which Carly's 'strange' brother Spencer had cooked up.
"Why don't you get Sam a boyfriend?" Freddie asked. At this Carly's face lit up like Freddie had placed a lit match on a candlestick.
"Freddie! That's brilliant!" she cried, and hugged him, "We'll have it on iCarly! You'll be a contestant on it, right? Thanks so much!" She left the apartment, leaving a wide-eyed Freddie behind who was saying, "Wait, what? Carly! Carly, what?!"
The following day at school, Carly caught their pudgy friend Gibby and his friend Reuben. She ran up to them.
"Hey, guys!" she greeted them animatedly, "Wanna be on the next iCarly, Gibby?"
"Totally!" he answered, "What do I gotta do?"
"You'll be a contestant on a game show to compete to be Sam's boyfriend!" Carly explained excitedly.
"Uh, sure, okay." he said, a little less excited than he had been.
"Hey, don't I get a ticket to ride this weasel train?" Reuben asked. He always talked in odd terms, spouting nonsense from left to right. Carly stared at him, rather confused.
"He wants to compete too." Gibby translated.
"Oh. Oh yeah! Great!" Carly said, regaining her lively attitude, "Now we have enough! Thanks, bye!" She then ran off to class, very anxious for the next iCarly to come.