"...And then he was like 'Carly, you are very pretty' so I was like, 'Chris, you are very hot' and then he took me up to the sky deck and then we were sat in the deck chairs, watching the sunset. And then he..." Ok. So the boys name was Chris. Carly and Chris. Chris and Carly. Caris. And Carly seemed to like this boy. A lot.
She had finally plucked up the courage to go and talk to him, and it had gone very well down Carly Street. He had asked her if she wanted to go on a walk, and she had agreed, not even informing Sam and Freddie! But they had overheard the conversation. So after they had gone, Sam and Freddie had no idea of what to do. So they went back to their room. They really didn't have anything to do, so they just laid, talked, and lay. Two hours later, Carly comes in, a gigantic smile on her face. She them told them the whole story. That's where we are now.

And Sam and Freddie were starting to get bored.

"...And then we got an ice cream. And then he said he had to go. And then he got my number. And then he walked me to my room. And then he kissed me goodbye! And then he left. And then I came in here. And then I told you tha-"
"Carly, we know it from there!" Freddie interrupted.
"And Carls, how many times can you say 'And' in one speech?"
"It wasn't a speech! I was just telling you what happened!"
"And we're very happy for you Carly!"
"So, what did you two do?" Carly said, changing then subject.
"Lay on our beds..."
"...And talked..."
"...Yep. That was about it!"
"Well, I think we should go shopping!" Carly said happily.
"Carly! It's 10 o'clock at night!"
"It is?"
"Yes!"
"But we left for the restraunt at six!"
"Yeah, but we were there for one hour, you were out with Chris for two, and then you've been telling us you and Chris' life story for one hour!"
"It's really been that long?"
"Yes!" Sam and Freddie replied in unison.
"Well then we better start getting ready to hit the hay!"
"Hit the hay? Really?"
"I'm happy!" Carly cried in defence.
"Fredweed you take the bathroom!"
"Fred-weed?" Freddie asked, chuckling slightly.
"Just take it!" Sam commanded.
"Okay..." Freddie said as he walked into the bathroom, armed with sleepwear. Carly and Sam got changed in the bedroom. You see, their personal cabin was quite big. It had one bedroom, which had three single beds in a row. All with blue duvets and pillows. The walls were also decorated blue. The door was painted white, and there was a large closet opposite the end bed, which was a bage colour. The carpet that was laid on the floor was a deep red. It looked quite luxurious actually.
As you walked out of the bedroom you were met with a living room, which was much simpler. This also had Blue walls, and a deep red floor. There were two sofas; One place directly in front of the TV, and the other placed to the side. Ahhh, yes. The TV. It was quite small, but had all the channels that a teenage trio that were on a cruise ship for six months needed. This made Sam happy. Although they hadn't had time to watch it yet, they were all sure it would come in handy at some point of the trip. At the side of the living room there was a dining table with four chairs round it, and a counter which had a microwave and a small oven next to it; for quick meals. For Sam.

When all three of them had changed into their pyjamas, they were all defiantly ready for sleep. They all crawled into their separate beds. Each one of them shuffled around to meet their own comfort. They then all groaned.
"Carly will you get that?"
"You do it Sam!"
"Carly! Please!"
"Sam! Do it!"
"Carly! Will you please do it?"
"No Sam! You do it!"
"I"LL DO IT!" Freddie clarified as he got out of bed and switched the light off.
"Thanks Freddie." The girls thanked, though with no expression in their voice.
"I don't deserve expression? Oh, I see how it is."
"Just go to sleep dork."
"Not until I get a proper thank you."
"Then you'll be up all night."
"That's fine by me."
"Urrrg! I'll do it myself!" Sam got out of bed, walked over to the switch, and turned the light back on. She then shuffled back to bed, got under the covers, then after five seconds she got back up again. She walked back over to the light, and switched it off. She then walked back to bed, and settled down again. "No thanks needed. Night Carls!" Sam said.
"Oh no you don't!" Freddie protested. He did exactly the same actions as Sam. He got up, switched the light on, got back into bed. He then got back up, switched the light off, then got back into bed. "No thanks needed. Night Carls!" He mocked, settling into bed once more. And it went on and on like that. Carly was laid in her bed, watching the pair in amusement, annoyance, and awe. For one, it was quite amusing to watch this, even though we would probably be disturbing the people below, above, or to either side. Secondly, it was annoying. It had been going on for about five minutes now, and they just were not giving up. And thirdly awe. How could they actually do that? They always had to be better than the other, didn't they?
"Guys!" She yelled. Sam stopped in her tracks, and turned to face Carly. "Stop it! Sam, turn the light off, get into bed, and if either of you DARE move, you're dead." She said sternly. Sam scrambled back into bed, and Freddie stayed still. Thank you.