(Deke's POV)
I was just on my computer (as always), in the coffee shop I always go to, when my cell phone rang.
"Hello?" I said as I picked it up.
"Deke?"
"Shawn?" I said, surprised.
"Hey! I'm at the Palm Woods Hotel right now."
"Okay! I'll be right there!" I hung up.
At the Palm Woods lobby...
"Shawn?" I called out his name. I searched for him, and found him in ten seconds.
"Hey Deke!"
It feels like I'm looking at a mirror.
"Long time, no see, brother," I said.
"Yes; it has been a long time," Shawn added.
"So, how are the 'Mathletes'?" I inquired.
"Good. And your blog site?"
"Perfect. It has been blossoming ever since."
"Hey, Deke and Shawn! Deke, can you show me where I can sneak into the heating duct?" Carlos asked frantically.
"Oh, of course," I answered.
"Hm, he must be running away from Sam," Shawn guessed.
"You're right on that note! Now, hurry!" Carlos panicked.
"Okay, okay!"
I led him to the closet, set up the ladder, and opened the duct.
"Thanks! I owe you one!" Carlos said as he climbed up the ladder.
(Carlos's POV)
Wow, it really is hot in the ducts. Carlos, that's not the point! I got to stay focused. I have to get to a different room where Sam can't find me. Or, I could just stay up here...Nah,; I'll die of heat up here. No, I only have two miutes left to save myself! "What the...Ahh! Ow!" I...just...fell down the heating duct slide part. Well, at least I wore my helmet. I continued to travel from room to room to hallway. Our room, no; can't hide there. Lobby, no. Ooh, the computer room. That might save me for a couple of minutes.
(Sam's POV)
"I now you're somewhere, Carlos!" I shouted as I held my baseball bat.
"Hey, nerds! Have you seen a guy wlth helmet on named Carlos?" I asked Shawn and Deke.
"No, not at all," one of them answered.
"But..." Then, he nudged his brother.
"Right," the brother with glasses said.
"Alright. Who's who?" I questioned.
"I'm Shawn."
"I'm Deke," the same guy with glasses and a portable table with a computer on the table said.
"You can easily tell. I, Shawn, doesn't have glasses, and Deke does," Shawn explained.
"Right..." I trailed off.
Then, I heard some noise from the ceiling. "What was that?" I pointed upwards.
But since either brother answered, I looked upwards myself. I saw Carlos peeking through the holes of the duct.
"Found ya. Get ready to be hunted, boy," I announced.
Then, I heard a gulp.
"Later!" Carlos crawled away for his life.
"Show me how to get up there!" I told the Geek Brothers.
"Sure thing. Go in that closet. Everything else is set up," Deke explained.
"Thanks!" I ran off.
(Logan's POV)
At the lobby...
"You remind me of Freddie for some reason," Carly said.
"Really? How so?" I ask.
"Well, you're cute, nice, funny, and every other quality Freddie holds. Wait, are you smart?"
"Of course. I can drive, since I have a learner's permit. I am the smartest of the band. I make up most of the plans to get us out of trouble. But, I do panic under peer pressure."
"See? You're just like Freddie."
I raised an eyebrow, and responded, "Was that a compliment?"
"Yes!"
"Well, thanks."
"No problem." Then, out of nowhere, Carly giggled at me.
"What?" I question with a smirk.
"Nothing...It's just that..."
I really want to hang out with Carly more. So, my guts took over and I said this: "Want to go to the movies or something tomorrow?"
"I'd love to," Carly answered.
"Great!" I got too excited, and got a grab of her soft hands. Well, this is awkward, and this has been the fastest. Fastest what? The fastest time I ever liked a girl. In one day, I already like Carly. But, I'm already going out with someone else. Someone that is kind of floating away. Maybe. I just need to spend time with Carly...I don't know, I'm panicking for no reason.
"Oh. Freddie texted me that we'll be doing iCarly in 20 minutes. I'm really sorry, Logan, but I have to go rehearse. I had a wonderful time with you, though." Then, the two most unexpected things happen...
"Carlos! I know you're up here!" I heard Sam shout.
"No, I'm not! I'm down here!" Carlos said as he passed us.
Hm, rocket skates? I thought those broke! I'm the only one that can...fix those rockets...
Flashback...
"Hey Logan! Fix this for me, please?" Carlos gave me a box of stuff.
"What's this?" I ask.
"My friend's science project. He's out of town, that's too complicated for me."
"Okay. I'll get right to it. Hm, by the junk that is in this box, I'm making rockets on roller skates; or should I say: Rocket Skates."
"Hey, it's not my blueprints!"
End of flashback...
Oh, yes it is, Carlos!
"Now, I really have to go." Carly then kissed me on the cheek, and left.
Did that just happened? Or am I just dreaming?
"Sam! Can you check if I'm awake?" I shouted.
"Huh? Oh, yeah! Sure!" Then Sam dropped her baseball bat, and it landed on my chest.
"Ow!" I said.
"Okay then; you're awake. Oh, and give me back my bat."