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Chapter 3:

"Reservations for Spencer Shay," Spencer said to the hostess.

The woman gave him a smile. "Right this way," she then led him, Carly, Sam, and Freddie back to a large table with seven chairs around it.

Carly looked around. "This place is really nice," she noted.

Sam nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I hope they don't kick me out. You think they serve ham?"

Freddie snorted, but then bit down his lip to restrain himself from making a rude comment.

Sam glared over at him.

"They should," Carly said, pretending not to notice the two of them. It was like they were arguing with no words. If they kept it up, she knew she was going to end up getting mad.

Sam looked over at her, shocked at the smile on her face. Had she not just seen what Freddie tried to do? She wanted to scream. 'He's trying to make you mad at me!'

"So where's this True Jackson lady at?" Spencer asked after ordering his drink. The waitress who had walked up then went over to Sam.

"Umm not sure. They should be here any minute though. I hope she's not some stuck up old lady." Carly said. She then turned to the waitress, who had already been to the other three, "I'll have a peppy cola please."

The waitress then walked off.

"Watch her be like really tall with bony ankles and really thin white hair!" Sam joked.

"My mom knew a woman named True before," Freddie put it.

"You mean your mom had friends?" Sam teased.

Freddie glared at her.

Carly took a deep breath. She had to let some of the fighting slide. Asking them to get along was a big thing. They couldn't fix it all over one dinner.

"Yes my mom has friends! She has more friends than you do! And she treats them better than you treat your friends!" Freddie snapped.

"I treat my friends just fine!"

"You treat me like dirt!"

"You're not my friend!" Sam growled.

"Stop it!" Carly said slamming her hand down on the table.

They both looked over at her.

Spencer sat in an awkward silence.

"You two promised me!" Carly said. "If you cared at all you would have kept that promise…" she shook her head in disappointment.

"Umm excuse me?" A woman's voice said for behind Carly.

Carly turned around, her face red with embarrassment.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything. I'm looking for Spencer Shay, and the cast from iCarly…"

"Umm that would be us." Carly gave the woman a friendly smile and stood up. "Are you True Jackson?"

The woman frowned as soon as the words left Carly's mouth. As if the name were disgusting or something. "I certainly am not, my name is Amanda Cantwell, this is Max Madigan," she pointed to the man standing next to her. "And THIS is True Jackson," she then pointed to a young girl who Carly didn't see standing there a moment ago.

Carly shook all three of their hands. "You're so young…" she said, stopping at True.

True laughed. "I get that a lot," she joked.

"I'm…" Carly started to say.

"Carly… I know. I'm a big fan." True explained.

"Oh, well then you should know this is my brother Spencer," Carly pointed to Spencer. He smiled and gave a little wave.

"He's not going to catch on fire is he?" True joked.

Spencer and Carly laughed.

"No," Carly said with a smile. "Oh and well you already know my sidekick Sam. And that's the camera dude Freddie."

True shook hands with Freddie and Sam. As did Amanda and Max.

"It's great to actually meet you guys." True said.

"And thanks SO much for the last minute fashion show. I almost had a heart attack!" Max said, also shaking everyone's hand.

Carly laughed. "No problem. Well sit down, the waitress should be back to get you guys some food."

Max and Amanda sat down on the left of Sam and True sat down next to Carly.

"So True, how old are you?" Carly asked, while the others talked.

"Fifteen." True replied with a smile.

"And you're the vice president?" Carly was completely shocked. This girl must be the luckiest girl in the world!

True laughed. "Yeah. It's crazy isn't it?"

Carly nodded. "Yeah. It's so cool, I mean I was expecting I was going to have to deal with a boring old vice president but I bet me and you will get along great."

Again, True laughed. "Yeah. I know what you mean about the whole adult thing. I'm around nothing but adults all day… accept my best friend, Lulu. I hired her as my assistant. Oh and my friend Ryan comes around all the time."

"That must be cool." Carly said.

"Yeah. Well sometimes. Lulu is kind of a ditz and Ryan… well he's kind of a ditz too." True joked.

Carly laughed. "Do they get along?"

"Who?" True asked.

"Ryan and Lulu."

"Most of the time. I think Lulu has a thing for Ryan though. She got all defensive when I accused her of being jealous of a girl Ryan went out with."

Carly just laughed. 'Why can't Freddie and Sam be like that?' she thought to herself.

A few minutes later the waitress came back and everyone ordered their food.

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Ryan didn't show up at the Mad Style building for at least hour after True called him. Lulu had locked True's office door. She didn't like being alone in the building, it creeped her out. She was nervous and jittery the whole time. She jumped when she heard a bang on the door. Glancing over she saw that it was Ryan. She went over and opened it.

"Why'd you lock the door?" Ryan asked entering the office.

"Where were you? You were supposed to be here like a half an hour ago!" Lulu yelled.

"Whoa! Calm down! Jeez. I stopped to get some dinner." He said patting his stomach. He then walked over to the couch and plopped down.

Lulu glared at him. "I was in here all alone! The entire building was empty but me!" she was still yelling.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. God. If it was just you then why are you freaking out?"

She hit him on the arm.

"Lulu!"

She frowned. And then fell back on the couch next to him, folding her arms.

"I said I was sorry. Look I even brought you something." Ryan said pulling out a tiny ball.

"Oooo a gumball!" Lulu said taking the little pink ball and shoving it in her mouth. "Thanks Ryan! I'm over it now."

Ryan laughed.

"So how was your date?" Lulu asked reaching over to the coffee table and sorting through some of the paper work.

"Bor-ing" He broke it up into two words.

Lulu laughed. "Why?"

"All the girl did was talk about herself… she didn't even know my name. She kept calling my Erick!"

"You have the worst luck with girls!" Lulu said.

He laughed and then faked a frown. "I guess I'm just destined to be alone…"

"Remember that time I pretended to be your girlfriend so you could impress that girl and she ended up having a boyfriend!" Lulu said.

Ryan laughed. "Yeah. Good times. Good times."

Lulu handed him a big stack of papers. "You need to take all this data and put it into the computer…"

Ryan got off the couch and went over to True's desk. He then began to type in all the data.

The two of them worked in silence for a while. Lulu on the couch sorting through work, and Ryan on the computer. After about 45 minutes of silence Lulu finally spoke. "So… you think Carly's hot?"

Taken aback, Ryan glanced over at her. "Yeah? So?"

"Oh nothing. Just wondering." Lulu said. "Are you going to ask her out?"

"Umm she lives in Seattle…" He pointed out.

"Yeah but she could like fly in for dates and stuff…"

"Why are you asking me this stuff?" Ryan asked with a laugh.

"I told you I was just wondering." Lulu stubbornly answered. "So your not taking her to the big after party for the Fashion Show tomorrow?" she then asked.

"You know, I never thought of that! You think she'd go with me?"

"No!" Lulu said.

"What? Why not?"

"Cause umm… you already said you'd take me!" She lied.

"What? When? I thought you had a date…." He said in pure confusion.

Lulu sighed. "Okay, I did have a date but well, he got the flu. And I can't exactly dance with a guy with the flu!"

Ryan laughed. "You couldn't find anybody else?"

"No! I called like every hot guy I know! I even called some of your friends!" She frowned. "This will be like the first party I've ever gone to without a date! You have to take me Ryan!"

"So basically I'm like your last resort?"

She laughed. "You really think Carly would want to go to the party with YOU?"

Ryan mulled it over in his head. Lulu was right. Wow, that was weird. But yeah, she was right, Carly was a celebrity. She probably had a boyfriend. "Fine." He said with a sigh. "But if anyone asks I asked you! And I wasn't a last resort!"

She smiled. "Okie dokie! Yay this is going to be so much fun!"

He laughed. "Maybe it will make Amanda jealous," he then joked.

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The dinner went pretty smoothly. Carly spent most of the time talking to True. She felt like they had so much in common. They listened to the same music, loved the same TV shows. Everything. It was like she'd known True her whole life. It was a good thing that she had True there. It kept her distracted from Sam and Freddie's bickering. But oh, was she going to say something to them. She promised herself that they wouldn't be getting off the hook this time. They were embarrassing her. And they were arguing over the stupidest things. Finally the waitress took away everyone's food.

"So we're all agreeing to meet at the hotel an hour before the show tomorrow?" Max asked while daintily wiping his mouth with the fancy napkins.

Spencer nodded. "Sounds good to me. Hey wait, what do I wear to such a social event?" he was trying to sound intelligent.

Amanda looked him up in down. "Anything but what you're wearing now. Just have you're sister pick something out for you. She seems to have decent taste."

"You might want to pick out something for Freddie too," Sam said to Carly.

"And what's wrong with my clothes?" Freddie angrily asked.

"You dress like a Dweeb. A ten-year-old Dweeb at that!" She growled.

"I do not! I dress much nicer than you! If Carly didn't let you borrow her clothes all the time you'd look like an orphan!"

Sam glared at him. "Well at least my mommy doesn't pick out my outfits for me!"

Amanda awkwardly got up from her chair. "Well, I think it's about time the three of us take our leave…"

Max nodded in agreement and got up. He reached out and shook Carly's hand. "I'll be expecting you tomorrow. And thanks again for doing this."

Carly gave him an apologetic smile. "No problem. And yeah, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Coming True?" Amanda asked.

True looked at Carly. "But I promised Lulu and Ryan that they could meet them…"

"Well we can't wait around all day, we adults have things to do." Amanda responded.

"I could give her a ride home," Spencer offered.

True smiled. "Really? I mean if that's okay with you, Carly." She turned to her.

"That's fine. It'll be great. We can talk some more."

"All right, I guess that's sorted then." Max said. "Let's go Amanda, see you tomorrow True." He said and then him and Amanda headed off.

True smiled. "Thanks Spencer," she said.

"No problem, you and Carly seem to be really hitting it off."

Carly and True both blushed.

"We should get heading over to see your friends," Spencer said.

True nodded.

"You all ready?" He asked turning to Freddie, Sam and Carly.

"Umm you two go ahead to the car, I need a moment with Freddie and Sam." Carly said looking over at her two friends. A stern look on her face.

True nodded, as did Spencer.

"Don't be long." Spencer said and then him and True headed out of the restaurant.

Carly turned stared at Sam and Freddie for a long moment. "I can't believe you two…" she shook her head.

"He started it!" Sam quickly claimed. "He kept trying to make me get mad!"

"I did not! You just want Carly to be mad at me cause you can't stand having me around!" Freddie snapped.

"Yeah I don't want you around! All you do is try to impress Carly! You try to ruin our friendship!" Sam spat back taking a step closer to him.

"You know what! Just stop it! Both of you!" Carly said shoving in between the two of them.

They both stared at her.

"Tonight was one of the most embarrassing nights of my life! These people bought us dinner, flew us to New York! They paid for everything! You two didn't even thank them! All you did was sit around and fight the entire dinner! I'm ashamed of you guys! You know how that makes me look?" Carly furiously said, her chest heaving in anger.

"Carly…" Sam started to say.

"Save it Sam!" She said. When Freddie started to say something she continued. "You too, Freddie! I don't care what you have to say. I'm tired of listening to your excuses! You guys PROMISED me! PROMISED! And all you did was break that promise. It really shows what kind of friend you are…"

They both just stared at her again, in shock at what she had just said.

"I'm not going to take this anymore. You both are my best friends. Not just you Sam, Freddie's my best friend too. And if you two can't get along, well, then I'm neither of your friends." She then grabbed her jacket off the back of her seat and walked off.

Sam and Freddie just slowly followed her out to the car.

Once outside, Carly made her way over to the car. True was waiting outside. Sam and Freddie climbed in before Carly.

"Is everything okay?" True quietly asked Carly.

Carly nodded. "Yeah, let's go meet your friends." She gave a fake smile and then following True, climbed into the car.

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Ryan yawned. He had been working for nearly two hours. It was dark outside and he was ready to go home. "Are you done yet?" he asked looking over at Lulu.

"Yeah, we can leave in a minute." She said putting the stack of papers neatly on True's desk. Suddenly there was a loud slamming noise. "What was that?" she asked turning to Ryan.

Ryan laughed at the fear in her eyes. "It was probably a car door outside." He said.

She heard it again. "Ryan that's not coming from outside!" Her voice was a squeak.

Again he laughed. "Calm down, Lulu. It's just the two of us in here."

She shook her head. "Can you just go look out into the hall?"

"Lulu! There's nothing out there. NOTH-ING!"

"Ryan! Please?" She begged, with big pleading eyes.

"Lulu you go look! There's nothing out there!" Ryan claimed.

Again there was the slam. This time both of them jumped.

"Ryan!" Lulu begged again.

"All right, all right! Fine." He took a deep breath and walked over to the door. Cracking it open he peaked out.

"Anyone out there?" Lulu whispered.

He jumped and let the door slam. "Lulu! Don't creep up on me!" he said.

"Sorry…" Lulu said. She then gave him a shove towards the door. "Just go look for me? Please?"

"All right, fine. But don't lock the door!" He warned, opening the door again. Slowly he made his way out to the hall. Looking in every direction, he scanned for people. It was dark; they had forgotten to turn on the hall lights. Oscar's desk remained vacant in the middle of the hall. He let out a sigh when he saw that it was clear. 'Like I said, nobodies here. But you know what, I'll give her scare anyway' he thought to himself and then started to yell. "Lulu! Lulu! Help!"

After a few seconds of hesitating, she ran out of the office. "Ryan! Ryan where are you?" she screamed.

Ryan, who was hiding around the corner jumped out. "Got you!" he shouted.

She slapped him really hard on the arm. "That's not funny!" she was out of breath from fear.

He laughed. "It was to me! You should have seen the look on your face!"

She frowned. "You scared me! I thought something happened to you!"

"Sorry…" he was still laughing. "But there's nothing to worry about, it's just the two of us here." He assured her but then saw her face go pale with fear. "What is it?" he asked, and right then did he see the shadow on the floor, and not two seconds later, something hard and cold was pressed against the back of his head.

"Don't fucking move!" A man's voice said.