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Disclaimer: I still don't own iCarly or the characters.

Note: Let's just pretend she had a little more time to say goodbye and such.

It's been a couple hours since Carly and her dad got home from the dance. It's great to see her so happy, and it's even better to think that she will get to spend some time with her dad in Italy. I just hope she doesn't forget about all of us over here. I chuckle at the ridiculous notion of us only being memories for her. As sad as it is to see her leave, that's not the thing that worries me the most. Sam. What will she do? How is she going to stay out of trouble? I know that Gibby and I will still be friends once Carly leaves, but sometimes I feel like the only reason Sam has stuck around me is because of Carly. Once she leaves, will Sam still hang out with Gibby and me? Then my thoughts are interrupted before I can dwell on the unpleasant idea of no Sam in my life more.

"Hey," Carly says appearing in the doorway of what is now "the old iCarly studio." "You don't need to take everything home tonight."

"I know," I say looking over at her. "but I promised Gibby I'd help him research weasel care tomorrow, so I may as well finish tonight."

"Oh," she says.

All of the sudden, there's a light weight on the top of my hand. Looking down, I see Carly gently resting her hand on mine. Two or three years ago I would've been thrilled, but now, it felt weird. Carly's one of my best friends, but I don't like her that way anymore. She's like a sister to me, and she must know that by now. Then, before I realize what's going on, she starts to lean in. I don't know how to react though and am too slow to pull back. Her lips connect with my face, but you wouldn't be able to tell that it was only a peck on the cheek from the door. As soon as I wrap my mind around what's happening, I pull away. I wasn't fast enough though because I hear a door close softly and footsteps running away. Sam! Wait! I look back at Carly, who stands there seemingly oblivious to her best friend who just saw her kissing me.

"Carly, I-," I start with a worried expression on my face.

"It's ok," she says. "You still love Sam."

"I…but…how did you know?"

She smiles faintly at me. "It's pretty easy to tell, even from just the expression on your face now, let alone whenever you two are together."

"Then why'd-"

"It was just a goodbye kiss." I look at her cautiously. "I promise. Now you better go catch Sam."

I smile at her and dart after the blonde headed meat lover. Eventually I catch up with her in the hallway at the elevator as the door starts to close. Our gazes connect briefly and Sam's blue eye glare daggers. Then, without thinking of what consequences will follow, I stick my hand in the elevator door and step into the small space with her.

Thanks for reading, and I really, truly appreciate comments. Seriously, they have made my shitty days awesome many times. Even if you didn't like it, comment and tell me why you didn't like it (nicely please). So I'll try to post consistently, but school will start getting crazy again after I get back from Thanksgiving break. Thanks again!