a/n: ok! last chapter.

disclaimer: NOT MY CHARACTERS

iMission Boogie 4

"So, 'deafening silence' is an oxymoron. And 'Turkey Bacon, O Turkey Bacon. Where art thou Turkey bacon?' is an apostrophe!" Carly said out loud as she scanned the rest of her English notes. "I," she declared "am the smartest girl in the world…. Or at least in this room," she said proudly and she shut her notes victoriously. She then looked at her Ms. Piggy stuff toy and added, "even smarter than you Ms. Piggy."

Carly stood up, still looking at Ms Piggy. She nodded at it, "But I'll bring you back some extra turkey bacon. I'm dying of hunger right now." She walked out of her room, but right before she stepped out, she looked back and remarked "that was a hyperbole."

She skipped down the stairs happily, but slowed down when she heard the sound of soft piano notes and Michael Buble's voice singing. You're lovely with your smile so warm and your cheek so soft. There is nothing for me but to love you. And the way you look… tonight.

She looked down and saw two figures dancing. Freddie was holding Sam close to him. His right hand was draped loosely on her waist and he held her right hand with his left lazily. Her head was resting on his left shoulder. They weren't doing any fancy moves or twirls. They were just swaying calmly from side to side. Carly, needless to say, was a bit taken aback. She had never seen the two this physically close; unless you count Sam beating Freddie into a pulp. But she liked it. It looked like the most natural thing in the world.

Carly wanted to leave for she didn't want to intrude on their little 'moment'. But at the same time, she was intrigued. Her curiosity got the best of her. She slowly sat down on the steps, hidden away from view, and looked on.

"So, what do you call this dance?" asked Sam.

"I've lost track," replied Freddie.

"Ok."

Eyebrows raised, Carly smirked. "Wow," she whispered to herself. "Freddie always used to say he disliked his dance lessons. Sam always used to say she disliked Freddie." She sighed happily as she saw her two best friends pull back for a brief moment and smiled awkwardly at each other. "Aww… this is the most romantic irony I've ever seen."

"Wait, did you hear that?" Asked Sam who pulled back once again and took a look around.

"Shhh… let the song end." Freddie replied lazily and, with his right hand, gently nudged Sam's head back in place on his shoulder.

Lovely, don't you ever change. Keep that breathless charm. Won't you please arrange it? 'Cause I love you… and the way you look tonight.

As the instruments faded, the two let go of each other awkwardly. The CD had played its last track and there was no music to cover what just happened.

"So…" said Sam.

"So…" echoed Freddie, the two of them rocking on their feet.

"I… guess we covered everything..?"

"Yea. Umm… I should go now," gestured Freddie at the door. He tentatively took a half-step forward, not knowing how he should say goodbye. If this had happened with his ex-girlfriend Valerie, he was expected to kiss her. If it was Carly, he would attempt to kiss her (or give her a hug at least). But this was SAM.

Before he could react, Sam stuck her hand out for him to shake. "You're not too bad for a dork, Freddie," she said as he shook her hand.

"Thanks, I guess. So… Bye, Sam." Freddie turned around.

"Freddie," Sam called before he could reach the door.

"Yes??" He turned back around.

"You forgot your notes," she said as she handed him his notebook.

"Oh yeah…" he took the notebook from her.

"I'm sorry if, you know, I kept you from studying."

"Don't mention it. It was worth it." Freddie, suddenly realizing what he just said, quickly added, "I mean… when else will I be able to order you around."

Sam didn't catch his slip of the tongue and paid no attention to what he said. Carly, however, caught it. "Wow," she said to herself. "Freudian slip… oh wait… that's not English. That's Psychology."

"Sam, good luck," and mustering all his courage, Freddie stepped forward and gave Sam a small hug. When they broke apart, he gave her a small nervous smile and practically ran out of the room.

"You're not too bad for a dork," Sam muttered, mimicking herself. "What kind of 'thank you' was that??"

"Wow, I never thought I'd see the day," the blonde girl jumped at the voice. She looked up and saw Carly smiling knowingly at her.

"How long have you been up there?" Sam demanded.

Carly, having fun at her best friend's expense, started dancing with an imaginary partner. "Sooomedaaay," she sang. "When I'm awfully looow, when the world is coooold. I will feel a glooow just thinking ooooof youuuuuu!"

"Carly!!" Sam ran up the staircase, in pursuit of her friend. The brunette, however, was fast as well and ran away still singing.

"Aaaand the waaaaay you look… TOOONIIIIGHHHHHT!!"

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So that's it. Well. it wasn't really an epilogue... ok whatever. whatever. I just write stuff down. I usually have key scenes, and the rest I make up as I go. Anyway.. review. I know most of you guys probably wanted a kiss. But I dunno.. I just didn't feel they were ready for a kiss, considering the Sam and Freddie of season 1.