Aloha!
Sorry 'bout the wait, but it was my birthday yesterday, so I was out all day.
Yup. I'm 14 now.
This is your last chapter for a while, cause I'm jetting off on holiday tomorrow!
I'll have an extra long chapter ready when I get back.
Anyway, hope you like this chapter.
Ah yes.. Disclaimer.
*Ahem*
….. Does Dan Schneider have long-ish red hair? If he does, then I own iCarly!
Whoo-Hoo!
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Melanie stood outside Carly's apartment door, panting.
Maybe running up all those stairs wasn't such a good idea.
She wasn't exactly fit. Weakly, she knocked.
"Oh, hi Melanie!" Carly smiled, swinging the door open. "Come in!"
Melanie followed Carly inside, trying to gather herself.
It would never do to seem panicked and sweaty, in public.
"Carly," Melanie began. "Can I talk to you?"
Carly nodded.
Melanie looked over at Spencer, who was swimming happily in a giant bowl of Jell-O.
"Privately?" She added pointedly.
Carly nodded again, and Melanie up to the iCarly studio.
"Whats wrong?" she asked as they both flopped down into bean bags.
Well, Carly flopped down.
'Flopping down' was much to un-lady like for Melanie's liking.
"I need your help Carly." Melanie began, oozing confidence. Around normal people, she could take anything on, but talking to her twin about boys- turned her into a frightened little kid again.
"You know Sam and Freddie? Don't you think its obvious they like each other?" Melanie questioned, once again following her motto of straight and to the point.
Carly opened her mouth. "I.. Uh.. I guess so…"
"Good. Then you'll agree that it would be a good idea to get them together?"
Carly nodded slowly.
Melanie was a bit bossy. It was hard to know what to say.
And well, Sam and Freddie were cute together.
"Good." Melanie repeated. "So you'll help me carry out my plan then, won't you?""Yeah. I will."
Melanie beamed happily. She knew Carly was the best person to come to for help.
"Wait. You have a plan?" Carly asked.
Melanie nodded.
Of course she had a plan.
"Step One. Get Sam to admit she may like Freddie in any shape or form." She began explaining.
"Check. She did."Carly's jaw dropped.
"Sam admitted she liked Freddie? Did you give her drugs or something?" She gasped, utterly shocked.
Melanie rolled her eyes.
Was there something about her that made everyone think she was on drugs? Or giving people drugs?
"Not exactly. But I know Sam well enough to well.. Know." Melanie said. "Now, you need to know the basis for my plan."
Carly just nodded. She wasn't going to get a word in edgeways anyway..
"After I kissed Freddie, he said 'you swore we've never do that again',"
Carly looked at Melanie.
"And that means….?"
Melanie sighed.
Although Carly seemed like a good accomplice, Melanie was beginning to regret her choice. All she wanted was a side-kick who would help her, no questions asked.
"Freddie thought I was Sam. After we kissed, he said 'we swore we'd never do that again. Now do you understand?"Realisation shot through Carly like an electric shock.
"Sam and Freddie.. Kissed?" she gaped.
Melanie nodded.
Now they were getting somewhere.
"So you'll help me?"
Carly nodded eagerly. Nothing like a bit of match making to break up the school year.
"So whats the plan?"
"Well.. Its not entirely finished. You see, I had planned it while Freddie still thought I was Sam.. But.." Melanie began.
"He knows that you exist now."
"Exactly. So I think the best thing to do for the moment is observe."
"What?" Carly asked.
"Observe. Observe how Sam and Freddie act around each other." Melanie explained.
Before Carly could ask anything else, Spencer's yelling interrupted her.
"Car-ly! Sam and Freddie are here!"
Melanie smiled to herself.
Perfect timing.
She waved goodbye, and walked towards the elevator, leaving Carly to face Sam and Freddie.
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"Aw, c'mon Freducini. As if." Sam sniggered. "Who would want to date you?"
Freddie rolled his eyes.
"Uh. I dunno. Your twin seemed pretty interested don't you think?"
Sam coughed on her chunk of ham, but didn't say anything.
For once, she didn't have a snappy retort.
"Yeah. Take that Puckett." Freddie said triumphantly.
Carly sighed as she walked into the sitting room.
"Guys, stop!" she ordered. "Or I'll get my squirt bottle again."
Sam and Freddie turned to face Carly.
"Sorry Carls.." they said in unison.
They're cute when they do that. Carly thought. I guess its time to observe..
"Girly cow's starting," Carly announced, sitting on the couch.
She purposely sat at the far edge of the seat, making sure Sam and Freddie would have to sit together.
Just to observe what happens.
Carly watched as the pair sat down awkwardly, trying not to touch.
After kiss awkwardness maybe?
Not much happened besides pure awkwardness between them for the next hour of Girly Cow re-runs.
It was only when Carly left to go to the bathroom, something actually did spark off.
"Freddork!" Sam hissed. "What up?"
Freddie turned to look at her. "What do you mean?"
Sam stared back.
"You're being more awkward than Gibby wearing a shirt on a hot day!"
"So are you!" Freddie hissed back.
More awkward than Gibby on a hot day? What?
"Well, then. We'd both better stop or Seattle answer to Sherlock Holmes is gonna be on our case!" Sam said.
"Sherlock Holmes?" Freddie sniggered.
Sam rolled her yes.
"You know what I mean Dorkward! So stop with the awkwardness!"
Freddie nodded.
"Fine. Only cause I don't want Carly to.. You know."
"Know we kissed?" Sam finished.
Freddie nodded again.
"Same."
As Carly watched from her perch behind the door, she could swear Sam had squeezed Freddie's hand.
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