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Chapter 4

Recap 1:

I grasped the gold door knob…

Carly's POV

I lightly pushed the door open. "Carly…Carly…Carly, come in take a seat." A gruff voice said. I looked up and saw a burly man with a 19th century mustache. He had white hair and a receding hair line, definitely someone I expected to run the Teen Choice Awards. I took a seat, weary. The room had an odd feel to it. It was like a hunting room, heads of various animals hung on the wall, a wood burning fireplace, oak walls, and green carpet. "So, you called this meeting, what do want to talk about? Is it getting Justin Bieber's autograph? Because I can give you that."

"No-no, wait you can? Ugh, that's not why I'm here."

"Why then?"

"I think you know why?"

"Ah, is this about your quirky, misfit friends?"

"Freddie's not a misfit!"

"He also isn't an important part of the show."

"Yes, he is! Without him we wouldn't have all the tech stuff thingies we have!"

"Okay, let me take you to a bigger picture. You, my dear, have potential. I could see you on some major network, huge star, winning your own Teen Choice Awards. Your friends on the other hand, no."

"I have no clue what you're talking about!"

"Hear me out, Carly Shay. You get your own television show, all you've ever wanted! I mean after all you are the only talent on the web show! Imagine it! It was great talking with you. I will see you Monday morning for a script reading! Meeting adjourned." He said shaking my hand.

"Wait, no I'm not…"

"I said meeting adjourned, goodbye Carly." I walked out of the building, with my eyebrows raised and mouth agape.

Recap 2:

"Freddie," Sam said suddenly. It threw me off guard because she used my real name.

"What is it…Samantha?" I asked testing the waters with names.

"I was just thinking…"

Sam's POV

"I was just thinking about…" Us "… Carly," No, no, no! Why can't I just say what I mean? This happens to me all the time around Freddie. An expression covered Freddie's face. Relieve, disappointment? I couldn't tell.

"Oh, what about her?"

"Well, it seems odd that she would just go see Griffin, don't you think?"

"Yeah, I guess," Just then the door swung open. Spencer came storming in.

"What's up Spence?" I asked, glad to turn the attention away from the conversation.

"I can't find my accordion!" He shouted, running to kitchen.

"Why do you need it?" Freddie asked.

"I found a band and they need an accordion player!"

"Uh, Spencer you don't play the accordion!" I giggled. Freddie looked back at me and smirked.

"Yeah, but I own one and there is a super hot girl in the band! How hard can it be to learn the accordion anyway?" He stopped and looked at us. "Where's Carly?"

"Supposed to be with Griffin, talking." I said, turning my attention back to Girly Cow.

"Ahhh, what?" Spencer screamed.

"Chill, they are just talking! Go find your accordion, your interrupting Girly Cow!" I yelled back. Spencer ran to his bedroom to keep looking for his accordion. The door opened again. Mrs. Benson.

"Freddie, it's time for our cupcake making class!" She yelled. "You were supposed to be home two minutes ago!" Man, she was crazy! I snorted.

"Mom, I don't want to learn how to make a stupid cupcake!"

"How dare you use that language with me! Fredward Benson, I forbid you to see these misfits any longer! They are a horrible influence on you! Let's go, now!" She grabbed him by his ear and started dragging him out the door.

"Ow, ow, see you tomorrow, Princess Puckett!" He smirked, yet again! My heart fluttered. I loved that he had a nickname for me other than Blonde-Headed Demon.

Ooooh, so what did you think? I really liked the dialogue, it really seems in character. Or maybe I'm just being narcissistic! Review!

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly…dur!