You guys rock, not even kidding. Another chapter is what I shall bring to you! I feel like a regular master of suspense! Get it? Hitchcock? (Watch his movies, I dare you.) So, previously, remember the time when Sam and Freddie shared that locker? Well, it's being shown on the T.V. right now. Creepy! Thanks again you guys, keep reviewing!

Disclaimer: (sigh) If you people don't understand that I do NOT OWN iCarly, I shall have Sam beat you with a baseball bat in my next chapter.

(Sam's POV)

Oh, shit. I couldn't believe that the time when Benson and I shared that locker, is being shown on the T.V. We could even figure out which lines we were going to say next. It was like watching our past selves.

"What did you do to my locker?"

"My locker!"

"Our locker!"

"When did you become my wife?"

Carly, mouth open, was speechless for the first time that night. Spencer stood there watching. The dork and I were speaking along with the T.V. word for word. How could this be happening? Right when I was busting out with that guitar solo, (which rocked), the power went out again. What the hell is going on? It's like we are living in a regular horror movie. Carly was still speechless, Spencer was wide-eyed, and Benson was confused.

After a few minutes, Carly spoke, "Oh my God, what just happened there?"

"Our past was on the T.V. that's what happened!" Benson had never looked that freaked out since his mom was dating Lewbert. I shuddered. That was just plain gross.

Spencer spoke up, "So, our lives are becoming a reality T.V. show?"

"I guess. But, has someone been following us around and shooting video of us?" I couldn't believe I just said that. Those were my thoughts, but I didn't think that I should share them with anyone else. I didn't want Carly, Spence, or even Benson to freak out about this, even though it was too late for that. I was probably the most calm in this situation, but that's a Puckett for you. I returned to the conversation.

Benson seemed to understand, even though he was really scared.

"You're saying that someone, or many people, have been following us around?"

"Well, how else could that get on there? We don't put our personal lives on iCarly!"

I looked to Spencer who looked like he knew better and was chuckling to himself. What's his problem? Carly also rolled her eyes and Benson stuck his hands in his pockets and bit his lower lip. What? We don't put our personal lives on iCarly!

Carly quickly changed the subject, "Yeah, but why would someone do that? Follow us around?"

I shrugged. "We don't know...yet."

Everyone looked to me, "Yet?"

"Well, we have to find out what's going on right?"

I was shocked when the nub nodded his head, "Sam's right, we have to find out who's behind this."

I smiled knowing that someone was on my side for once.

"Ok, let's first lock all the doors and windows." When did Benson start to give orders?

Spencer just rolled his eyes, "I hop you know what you kids are doing..." He ran off to do what the nub said.

"Carly, just try to keep calm and keep a look out." I tried to tell her this reassuringly, saying that nothing will go wrong anyway.

She sighed and clomped up the stairs. I turned to the nub, so I could give him something to do. He raised his hand and spoke,

"I am going to work on the name and see if I can track this person, but I am going to need help."

I was shocked, the nub asking ME for help? What is this an alternate universe?

"Fine. Just to let you know, I will not be having fun."

"Sure, Sam. Whatever you say." He smiled. Is he always this cocky? I just rolled my eyes. He started up the stairs, and I followed. When we got to the top floor, I heard something. Was that the front door that just slammed? Or was that my imagination?

MUWAHAHA! I am so evil! I can't help myself! This is what keeps you guys interested, am I right? I am so right! Anyway, please review and wait for my next chapter. Which may... or may not come. Unless you review. So, your decision rests with the fate of this story. So, choose carefully!