Carly's Pov

Everyone stood there with faces that read exactly: 'What the hell?' I raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"What the hell are you talking about Shay?" Sam questioned. I shrugged in response as I returned to my seat on the red velvet chair. "Carly! Shrugging is not an answer."

"Is so." I tell her.

"Is not."

"Is so!"

"Is not!"

"GUYS!" Gibby and Freddie exclaimed. Sam and I turned to see them. "Geez, it's like Sam and Freddie." Gibby chuckled, I smiled in response. Sam and Freddie both rolled their eyes. "But seriously…what do you mean 'sleepover'?" Gibby asked.

"Okay what don't you guys get…?" I paused. "Sleep…over…" I said slowly. Sam and Freddie both gave me irritated glances as Gibby chuckled once again.

"We know what you said Carly…but a sleepover in a hotel?" Sam asked all confusion in her voice. I shrugged and nodded.

"Yeah it's just like when we have sleepovers…just in a hotel room." They all seemed a bit confused, damn their slow. "Adding just two more people." I concluded.

"Sounds great." Gibby agreed. I smiled at him. I could have swore I heard Sam whisper to Freddie, 'Of course he'd agree with her.' To which Freddie smirked and nodded. "Which room?"

"This one." Sam said. "It is bigger than our room, which is unfair…let's switch!" Freddie shook his head.

"No way…is this bigger." Freddie argued.

"Is so!"

"Is not!"

"Is-"

"Your right Gibb's" I laughed. Gibby nodded and laughed too. "We could stay up all night." I squealed.

"Geez Carly you are such a cliché sleepover type of girl." Sam smirked.

"Yes, yes I am." I stated proudly. Gibby and Freddie laughed and nodded our heads. It was about six o'clock so everyone stayed in their 'entire' and we headed downstairs for the buffet.

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When we got back to the hotel room it was about seven thirty. Freddie flicked on the light switch as we entered the room. Sam and I explained that we were going to get changed and entered the connecting doors and closing them shut. Sam searched her suitcase for her pair of PJ's as I searched mine.

"Ugh, where are those green shorts!" I groaned in frustration as I threw out a few pairs of clothing from my suitcase.

"You mean the trampy ones?" Sam asked, holding up to the referred shorts. I gasped and grabbed them out of her hands. "They are not trampy Sam…just short." I argued. Sam laughed and rolled her eyes.

"Carly those shorts are way too short." Sam smirked. "I mean I know you like him but-"

"Shh! Keep it down there in the next room!" I whispered-yelled. Sam rolled her eyes again. I stared at the shorts in my hands, Sam was right they came up barley mid-thigh. I shrugged and stuffed them into my suitcase. I grabbed my pink flower pattered ones that came exactly to my thighs and a black tank. Sam smiled and nodded as she took out a long black Cuttlefish T-shirt and blue flannel pants. She entered the bathroom and less than three minutes she came out, her hair wrapped in a firm bun on the top of her head. I was also dressed and ready for our 'sleepover' Sam and I walked over to the connecting doors once again. I knocked a few times. "Everyone decent?" I asked shielding my eyes as I opened the door. There were a couple of chuckles and 'yes's'. I took my hand away from my eyes and watched everyone stare at me. Okay I'm really starting to hate that.

"Okay you guys need to stop doing that." I tell them. They obviously know exactly what I was talking about because they snapped out of it. "Okay what are the sleeping arrangements?" I asked. They all shook their heads and shrugged. "Sam and I on one bed and Gibby and Freddie on the other?" I asked, smirking slightly knowing the answer.

"NO!" They both shouted. Sam smirked as well, expecting the answer.

"Aw are you gwuys awfraid of weach other." Sam mocked in a baby's voice. Freddie rolled his eyes before responding.

"No, it's just that guys don't do that." Freddie stated. I nodded my head slightly, understanding a bit. Spencer hated sharing a bed with Socko when they were kids on camping trips.

"So how is this going to work?" I asked.

"Freddie and Sam can sleep in one bed, you and me…" Gibby trailed off, blushing a bit. I smiled at him.

"WHAT NO!" Sam and Freddie simultaneously yelled, glaring slightly at each other.

"What? You guys slept in the same bed before." I cited.

"Yeah when we were six." Freddie confirmed Sam nodded her head agreeing. I shrugged again. "Okay pretend your six again." I said. They glanced at each other which turned into a short staring contest. Usually nobody got Sam and Freddie's 'contest' but when your friends with them for so long you start to catch up…a bit. I think they can telepathically speak to each other. I'm pretty sure their agreement was 'whoever wimps out is a loser.' They glanced back at me and shrugged. I smiled in victory.

"Okay then, its settled." The gang nodded. "So what do you guys want to do?"

"You're the one who's full of bright ideas…" Sam said. I rolled my eyes at her comment. "Fine, fine." I huffed sitting down on the floor. They all gave me questionable looks but I signaled them to sit beside me, which they did.

"Wanna' play truth or dare?" I asked. Once again Sam and Freddie glanced between them.

"Been there." Sam said. Freddie nodded.

"To bad were playing." I stated firmly. I narrowed my eyes at them, challenging to disagree. I may be sweet and innocent on the outside but my close friends know that if I get angry, I'm not very fun to mess with. They all nodded in unison. "Good" I smiled innocently. "Who wants to be asked first?"

"I will." Gibby spoke. "Truth or dare?" He quirked his lips to the side, which I found incredibly cute. "Truth."

"Why did you and Tasha brake up?" Sam asked. I smirked mentally, loving that Sam asked the question, because I was definitely dying to know.

"Well…" He paused. "She was a bit clingy, I mean I'm Gibby…I need me some Gibby time." He smiled proudly. Sam gave me a weird look and Freddie shook his head. I smiled in his direction. "And I really wasn't feeling anything." He finished. I nodded my head.

"So you wouldn't mind me asking her out, right?" Freddie smirked, his eyebrows doing a little dance. Sam took her fist and punched him in the arm.

"That would be disrespecting guy-code."

"No I don't really-"Gibby began but Sam cut him off.

"Guy. Code." Once again I smirked to myself knowing Sam could care less about 'Guy code.'

"Okay…Sam, truth or dare?"

"Dare." She answered quickly. "Mama's not afraid of anything." Freddie rolled his eyes.

"I dare you to…" I paused, thinking of a good dare. "…Kiss Freddie." Sam smirk dropped as I spoke.

"I'm not 'gunna kiss him Shay." She replied to my dare.

"Oh am I that bad of a kisser?" Freddie teased, smirking as he puckered his lips and made kissing noises towards her. She rolled her eyes and smirked. She grabbed the pillow from the side and whacked him in the head. "Ouch…" He mocked his pain. He grabbed the pillow that lay by the bed and hit her softly on the head. She chuckled a bit before an all-out war began. Before we knew it Gibby and I were also involved into it. Ten full minutes passed before we all collapsed on a bed. Gibby and I on his and Sam and Freddie's on Freddie's. Our breaths a bit heavy.

"So is this what you girls do during 'slumber parties'?" Freddie asked. Sam sat up from her laying position, propped up on her elbows.

"Well first Carly would knock me in the head with a pillow, then I'll get mad and hit her back and soon enough we'd both lean in and share a gentle tender kiss…" (A/N: What I like about you reference XD) Gibby and Freddie exchanged smirking glances, both speaking simultaneously.

"Nice…" Sam and I chuckled as we grabbed our pillows each hitting them in the head. They laughed as they rubbed the back of their heads with their hands.

"You guys are such…boys." I laughed.

"No kidding…" Freddie said sarcastically. I stuck my tongue out at him as he laughed and threw a pillow at my head which I threw back…soon becoming another war between us, our laughter…very audible. As I looked up fixing my hair I noticed Sam partly glaring at me with her arms crossed over he chest and Gibby frowning as he stared at the floor.

"So guys what do you 'wanna do now?" I asked cheerily.

"Eat." Sam answered in monotone. I shook my head and laughed again.

"So what do we plan on doing tomorrow?" I asked everyone to which everyone shrugged. Geez do I need to be the only who decides the ideas here? "Beach till three then shower and get to the couples evening thing?" I suggested. They all once again shrugged their shoulders and nodded. A comfortable silence fell upon us which was disturbed by Sam's very loud stomach growl. Freddie and I laughed as Gibby looked a bit shocked at how loud the growl actually was.

"Really Sam? We just ate like a half hour ago." Freddie chuckled. Sam shrugged bother her shoulders as she fell back into the bed, placing her hands on her stomach.

"Hey can't help it." Freddie rolled his eyes.

"You know you never did kiss me." Freddie smirked. Sam raised an eyebrow as she propped herself on her elbows once again.

"Are you saying you want me to kiss you?"

Freddie's eyebrows wiggled in suggestion as he kept his smirk. "Maybe…Maybe not." Are they actually flirting? Sam rolled her eyes as she sat fully up on her bed. She placed a hand on his shoulder as she leaned in and gently kissed his cheek.

"Awww…" I cooed. Freddie blushed as Sam once again rolled her eyes.

Gibby who stripped off his shirt began to speak, "Man you guys are confusing."

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