A/N Hey guys! Thanks for the positive reviews for the last chapter! I was gonna start and do half of this tonight and finish it off tomorrow, but I just got carried away with my typing. Anyway, enjoy!

After this chapter, I'm gonna stop being redundant. For the final time for this story, I do NOT own iCarly.

Freddie's POV

It's after second period and I'm switching out my books. Asking Gibby for advice was a bust. All he said was, "Just follow your heart, man." Then took off his shirt and went to class.

"Hey, Fredward." I turn to see Sam working the combination on her locker and open it up.

"Hey, Sam." I reply, trying to act nonchalant even though I am happy that she's here.

"What's up, nub?"

"Nothing, just getting ready for class. Hey, did Carly tell you-"

"Ya, she told me you guys broke up. She didn't have to, though. Word about it is spreading quickly here." She says, and I detect the faintest smile touch the corner of her lips. When you look at her beautiful face as much as I have been, you begin to notice very subtle things.

"Wow, already?" I say, only a little surprised.

"Yup. Practically everybody knows now."

"Well, that happened faster than I thought." I say, turning back to my locker to finish grabbing books.

"Ya." She says and does the same.

At that moment Carly walks up to her locker and begins swapping books.

"Hey, Carls." Sam says, still looking in her locker.

"Hey, Carly." I say, feeling a little awkward. We hadn't exactly talked much since the breakup last night.

"Hey, guys." She says.

The bell rings and we close our lockers and head to class.

Jonah's POV

It's third period which is computer class for me. Since this morning, my plan has been coming together in my head. In order for it to work, however, I am going to need the help of a computer nerd who also hates the iCarly gang. I have just the person. I go to Yahoo! Mail and click the "new" button. In the address field, I enter "". I begin writing my message.

Yo, Nevel. You wanna stop iCarly right? Well I kno just the thing. I go to skool with the iCarly ppl and I know a way to make them stop doin iCarly. I happen to know that Freddie likes Sam. And I'm prety sure Sam likes him back. I just need u 2 do that thing I herd you did with Shelby Marx, where u made it sound like Carly and Sam planned on tacklng Shelby's g-ma. Exept make two recordings. 1 of Freddie tellin some1 that he doesn't like Sam/hates her/will never like her, whatev. Then I'll play the recordings in a room nxt to Freddie and again for Sam so they both think tht the other hates them or something. Well, hit me up. Lemme kno if ur interested.

I clicked "send". I'm not positive that my plan will stop iCarly, but it will probably hurt Freddie and Sam; and that's all I want.

Sam's POV 3:09 PM

I'm walking home with Freddocini and Carly. I'm walking between them. We're on our way to the Bushwell lobby door when Carly says, "Oh I just remembered. Spencer said he's gonna have some spaghetti tacos ready."

"Food? Oh I'm so hungry." I say and run through the lobby doors. I immediately feel myself slipping and I fall on by back with a thud.

"Ahhhhh! I just mopped there!" Lewbert screams at me, but I'm too busy gasping because the wind was knocked out of me.

"Sam! Are you oooo-" he starts slipping because he rushed in. "-oook?" He managed to regain control. He carefully came over to me with a look of concern.

He looks so cute...

I nod my head and say, "Ya...Fredweird. I just...got the wind knocked out of me." He bends down and reaches his hand out so he can help me up. My heart rate starts to quicken and I hesitate, remembering what happened last time our hands came in contact. But I decide to grab his hand anyway. When our hands meet I feel warmth in my hand and as our grip gets tighter, my hand and arm start to tingle intensely. Then as he helps me up, he puts his hand on my lower back and fire shoots up my spine. I let out a small gasp as I get to my feet. I look up to tell him something, but I forget what it was when I look up into his eyes and his hand is still lightly touching my back. I hold his gaze and feel like I'm floating on air...

Freddie's POV

I just helped Sam up because she slipped on the floor caught up in her excitement for food. Then she looked up at me to tell me something, but apparently forgot and our eyes locked.

Those beautiful eyes...like two pools of the bluest waters. I would give anything to jump in and let myself float in her gaze forever...

Then I remember where I am and that Carly is standing a couple feet away. I also notice my hand lightly touching her back still, even though she is already on her feet. I quickly move my hand to my side and take a pseudo-casual step away, feeling my cheeks getting a little warmer than usual. I also notice that Sam's cheeks have turned a cute shade of pink and she looks away.

Noo Sam's not blushing. Can't be.

"Thanks, nub." She says. The pink in her cheeks has gone down but it's still there, a little. I can tell; or perhaps it's just my eyes playing tricks on me. That's probably it.

"Ya, you're welcome, Puckett. Let's head upstairs." I say and head for the elevator, my hands still feeling the strange tingling sensation from when we touched. Sam and Carly nod and follow and we head upstairs to have some of what Spencer made.

Carly's POV

As the elevator goes up to our floor, I can't get what I just saw out of my mind. I just saw Sam slip and Freddie help her up. If it had just been that, I would've thought nothing of it. But while he was helping her up, he put his hand on her back and she let out a small, but noticeable gasp. If it were just that it would've been fine too, I mean he could've just touched a part of her back that was hurt. But then she looked up into his eyes and they were staring at each other for a good five seconds, and when they realized it, they looked away and they were blushing. I have hardly ever seen Sam blush. Then it hits me.

Freddie broke up with me because he only liked me as a friend. I've realized that I will only ever like him as a friend as well. But I think he's also realized that he likes Sam...

I know many others in my situation would feel mad, or jealous. But oddly enough, I don't feel anything of the sort. In fact, I'm a bit happy for them. Of course, it seems like both of them think the other hates them or likes them only as a friend. But who knows what will happen? Anything's possible.

Sam's POV

My whole body feels lighter than air. My back is still feeling the after-effects of Fredward's hand. My hand almost feels numb from all the tingling. And the image of those dark brown pools of chocolate he calls eyes is etched in my memory. After what just happened, I get a small hope that he likes me too. But it's not possible, right? After years of me abusing him physically and mentally, there's no way he can like me...right? Yet after this reasoning, the hope lingers. And I don't mind one bit.

Jonah's POV 7:46 PM

I'm in my room jamming on my PearPod to some Cuttlefish. I look at the clock and open up the mail client on it. I have one new message. I pause the music and open it up.

Dear ,

I read your email and I must make a suggestion. Please invest in a spell checking device. You need one. Badly. I nearly trashed your email because the atrocity was hurting my retinas. But on to the topic of ruining iCarly. I trust your judgment and that you are positive that they have feelings for each other; and since I have nothing to lose, I made your recordings. It only took me about 20 minutes. Even though I am about 80% positive that you are too incompetent to execute your plan and that you are likely to foul it up, like I said, I have nothing to lose. I have attached the two recordings. I will keep my eye out on iCarly to see if you have any sort of negative effect, or if you fouled up like I suspect you will. Goodbye.

Nevel Papperman

Excited, even though I think he insulted me, I checked the attachments. Sure enough, the two mp3s were there. I immediately started downloading, pleased at how well my plan was going.

Oooo :P I liked writing that chapter. I added some nice Seddie in there ;) So how was it? Lemme know in the reviews!

Oh, btw if you didn't understand "pseudo-casual" when I used it in there, the prefix "pseudo-" means "false".
Thanks again Kpfan72491 and KWilson! I appreciate your reviews :) Well I have football practice tomorrow at 2-5 so I may crank out another chapter then ;) We'll just have to wait and see.