I know, I know you all must have thought I left the country or the universe. I can assure you I have not. college is just a big ole poo that takes up all your time so I have NO IDEA when I will be updating but I will do my best and definitely update over x-mas break. On with the production!

I don't own this thingy that's known as iCarly

I was hesitating, I didn't know what to say, should I lie? I hate lying to Carly, tell the truth? Really, really didn't want to do that one.

"Well it was…it.." I stammered.

"Sam you can tel-" Carly started.

"I need to get the QUACK!" I turned toward the hallway where the quack came from.

Mandy bounded into the room running franticly away from Freddie as he trailed in after her trying to catch her. Mandy ran to the upper stage looking through things all while dodging Freddie.

When she finished there she ran toward the prop car where she had left her duck mask "The QUACK," she yelled.

She jumped over onto the prop car, landed on her stomach, grabbed the mask, and slid behind the car where all the wires to the TV were hidden from sight.

We heard some crackling and snapping noises, then the TV started to swing back and forth rapidly, and the sound was discombobulated as Carly said "Wha-, goi- o- o- o- o- n."

The TV screen faded to black then a loud noise and sparks were popping everywhere, and I found myself being hovered over and pushed to the ground.

Freddie had moved in front of me so the sparks wouldn't hit me, my heart was pounding and it wasn't because of the sparks going everywhere, when they finished I reluctantly pushed him away "I'm fine dorklork, and what was that? You can't even remove a duck properly? Mama has to do everything."

I marched over to the car and looked behind the seats "Daffy you alright back there?"

"Daffy was black, my mask is yellow," Mandy replied shooting up from a pile of wires.

"I'll take that as a yes," I held out a hand and pulled her up and over the seats, then escorted her downstairs and out the door myself, the whole time she said she would come back and help us clean the studio, while I kept saying it wasn't necessary that I would have Freddie do it.

As I closed the door -and locked it- I heard footsteps at the top of the stairs. I stayed facing the door composing myself, what happened upstairs was ridiculous, the moment we had and then him blocking me from the sparks. It was in front of Carly and Mandy to, eventually I would have to answer Carly's question.

"You alright?" he asked from the bottom of the stairs now.

"I need meatballs," I stated whirling around and heading toward my meatball boxes. I went through an entire box stressing about what I would tell Carly, eventually the nub would fix the TV or he would set up the video chat in Carly's room and I would have to explain myself. Luckily I had at least the night to think about it, I decided after the fourth meatball I would have to lie. I hated doing it to Carly but I just couldn't talk about this with her or with anyone it wouldn't matter anyway it was something that would never be.

Freddie offered to clean up the studio and pick up the Fladoodles, I told him tomorrow I wanted to be alone after everything that happened tonight.

I stayed the night at Carly's there was no way I was going home to Melanie and my mother after everything that went down.

I grabbed a bag of Fladoodles and headed up to Carly's room, she said I could sleep there when I spent the night while she was away. As long as I didn't leave any Mexican food in her bed…again. I plopped myself onto the ice cream sandwich sofa. I turned on the TV/mirror/video chat big screen. I found an MMA fight, which made me feel a bit better. But he was still nagging in mind.

I shook my head trying to rid my mind of him, I turned to the side table where I had put the Fladoodles and saw a picture of myself and Freddie, Carly had put in her room. We were at the Groovy Smoothie, Carly had taken the picture. I stared at it for a minute, it's like the world was against me, was I not suppose to forget him? I put the picture face down so I couldn't look at it.

I needed to get it through my head, that he would be leaving in a short amount of time. Even though it seemed lame I said it out loud hoping that would make a difference.

"He's leaving in a few months, across the country where you won't see or probably talk to him for basically a year, forget about him, there is no future with him."

It wasn't as effective as I hoped it would be, it hurt to say it though. I needed to focus on the CD that beautiful mysterious CD that would probably embarrass the pants off the nub. Maybe I could post it online, maybe even the iCarly website.

BEEP! A few Fladoodles flew into the air as I jumped from the sound. I grabbed my phone in my pocket, it was Carly asking what had happened with the TV, and if everyone was ok. I answered her praying she had forgotten her question she had asked before the incident happened.

I told her I was going to bed at the end of the text figuring she wouldn't push the matter, thankfully the next text just read: I'm glad everyone is ok, get some rest you must be exhausted we'll talk tomorrow! Miss you!

I dropped my phone on my stomach and leaned my head back. I was pretty tired, sleep seemed nice right now. As I was beginning to doze another BEEP! rang through the room.

I sighed out loud and picked up the phone. My heart flipped when it read Dorkasaurus and not Carly. I was also mad at myself that I was excited to see what he texted me.

I clicked the open button the text read: I know what happened tonight was a little weird, the whole Mandy thing, I hope you're alright, I'll fix the TV and set up the video chat tomorrow - Freddie

He was a complete dork, who signs their name at the end of a text. At the same time I also thought it was cute. I put my phone on silent and turned down the TV but kept it on. Then snuggled into a ball on the ice cream sofa knowing to well that I would be sprawled out all over it when I fell into unconscious.

Tomorrow I would be on the hunt for that CD, I was determined to see it no matter what.

I opened my eyes and sure enough my limbs were all over the place, no where near where they were when I had fell asleep.

I heard noise on the floor below and grudgingly got up to see what it was, although I thought I already knew what or should I say who it was.

Once on the studio floor I looked through the glass door and found Freddie cleaning up the studio from the duck hunt that went on yesterday. I watched him for a minute then quickly turned before he could see me and went down to the main floor.

I found the floor completely Fladoodle free, he must have cleaned down here as well. I found donuts on the island with the computer. I took a seat, grabbed a donut, and checked my email.

I was reading a hilarious email from my Uncle Carmine when I heard a cell phone beep, but this one wasn't mine the sound was different.

I looked on the other side of the donut box and found the nub's cell phone. I did a double take when I saw the name on the tiny screen and grabbed the phone.

In tiny lettering the name blinked: Melanie.

I quickly flipped up the phone to see the message, it read: Freddie! This is a brilliant idea, and so sweet. I can't wait and of course if you need any help at all, I would be more then happy to! The CD almost made me cry.

I exited out of the text once I had read it nine times to see what other messages they had been sending each other. Of course with the luck of Sam Puckett he had deleted them and the one Melanie just sent was the only one in his inbox.

I felt anger and confusion rush through me, I wasn't sure what this was. Were Freddie and Melanie secretly seeing each other? Were they just talking? And why the fatcakes had he shown her the CD?

One thing was for sure tonight I would be spending the night at my house…

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