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DISCLAIMER: Guess what? I don't own iCarly.
Chapter 3: Freddie POV
"And now, it's time for the last segment of iCarly tonight, here's another installment of… MESSIN' WITH LEWBERT!" The web show was going great so far. Carly and Sam were going there thing in front of the camera, while I filmed and took care of the technical stuff.
I realized many times that I had been filming Sam's face while Carly was talking and I had to snap myself out of it and move the camera toward Carly. I wish I could just film Sam's beautiful face the whole time, but that wouldn't be a smart idea if I wanted all of my internal organs in the right place.
After we watched Lewbert eat a sandwich that was filled with toe nail clipping and dirt from Sam's dirt collection, I turned the camera back to Sam and Carly.
"Well, that's all for this iCarly! Thanks for joining us on our 200th webcast! You guys all rock! AND… remember to put butter on your toast! Bye!" Sam and Carly waved at the camera until I yelled "And we are clear!"
Sam and Carly hugged, then Carly gave me a hug, but I cut it short and went to hug Sam. It lasted for 8 seconds, that hug. Yes, I counted. And yes, we hug after every webshow. Not manly? I don't care.
"Alright guys, time for the sleepover fun!" It was only 10:00, so we had plenty of time to hang out and talk.
"Let's go get our pj's on, then we can watch a movie downstairs." Carly said.
"Hey Carls, can I borrow a pair of pajama's? Mine were all dirty." Sam asked.
"Sure."
We all walked out of the studio and towards Carly's bedroom. I grabbed my overnight bag. "I guess I'll change in the bathroom."
"K, me and Sam can change in here. But if you finish first and the doors closed, don't walk in!" Carly stated.
Even though I WOULD like to walk in, I nodded and closed Carly's door behind me. I walked into the bathroom and quickly through on my wife-beater and flannel pants. Ugh, these pants are gonna be so frickn' hot! Oh well, I guess it's better than being in my underwear.
I walked out of the bathroom and sat outside of Carly's room, the door was still closed. Jeez, why does it take so long for girls to change into pajama's?
I heard some whisper-shouting coming from the door, so I leaned my head against it and listened. I know that ease-dropping is wrong, but I couldn't help myself.
"Carly!" I heard Sam whisper, "These things are so skimpy! I can't walk out of here like this!"
"What's the big deal, Sam? I've lent you those pj's before and you had no problem wearing them." Carly whispered back.
"Yeah, that's just cause it was you and me! But I can't wear these with Freddie here!" This really made me want to know what she was wearing.
"C'mon, Sam! Freddie's our friend! He's not gonna care!"
"He's gonna laugh at me, Carly!"
"Why would he laugh? You know what, this conversation is over." I heard Carly's footsteps approaching so I quickly removed my head from the door and leaned casually against the wall.
Carly stepped out wearing a Cuddlefish concert T-shirt that went all the way down to her knees. I had to wonder what size it was.
Sam slowly stumbled out in an outfit that made my jaw hit the floor. It was a bright blue spaghetti-strap tank top and purple Soffee shorts that barely covered anything. I knew that I was staring and drooling, and that Sam was blushing, but I couldn't help myself. I was mesmerized.
I saw her checking out my muscles, and I felt a surge of pride. All those years of fencing and working out had finally paid off.
Sam gave Carly a look that said 'I told you so!' and Carly lightly slapped my arm and I snapped out of it.
"Well, who wants to watch a movie? I do! Okay let's go." Carly started down the stairs and Sam glanced at me before following her. I made sure to stand right behind Sam when I went down the stairs, that way in case anything showed I'd be able to see. But I didn't get lucky. Holy chiz, I'm turning into a perv!
When I got down the stairs Carly was already putting whatever DVD she had chosen into the DVD player, while Sam was digging through the fridge. Of course.
"Hey Carly, what movie did you choose?" I hoped it wasn't Mean Girls, one of Carly's all time favorite movies.
She smiled evilly and said "You'll see…" Now I'm really scared.
Sam sat on the couch with a ham and a bowl of popcorn on her lap. I sat down on the end next to her while Carly sat on her other side. She pressed the play button and the DVD loaded. I closed my eyes and prayed that the movie wasn't some cheesy chick-flick, and when I opened my eyes I saw the worst thing in the world… the title screen for Twilight.
This was even worse than Mean Girls! Me and Sam both groaned.
Carly looked hurt. "Hey! This movie is awesome! And after this, we're watching New Moon!"
"Nooo! I hate vampires and werewolves! And the only hot one in this movie is Taylor Lautner, only because he has a great 8 pack." I scoffed out of jealousy.
"I bet it's fake." I fumed. Sam gave me a look at Carly told me to be quiet.
I sighed in defeat and turned my attention towards the TV. It's gonna be hard to watch because of two reasons. Reason 1: This movie sucked. Reason 2: The girl I loved was sitting right next to me in barely anything, and I didn't know if I could keep control of myself.
A/N: Whew! That was a hard chapter to write!
*GASP* Freddie's turning into a perv! What would his mother say about that?
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