AN: Even though they didn't respond in time for the shoutout last chapter, I'm still giving one to Geekquality for knowing what musical Sam was watching back in ch94

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Rank

"I love this dress she's wearing," Carly said, pointing at a picture in one of her teen magazines. "It's so pretty. I wonder if I can find it online."

"Wow, chocolate chip cookies don't float in mountain fizz," Sam said, tossing tiny pieces of cookie into her drink. "Who would've thought?" She chugged the drink down.

"It's because of the density of the soda," Freddie explained. "See, what density is-"

"You really need to shut up," Sam said.

"Oh, and look at this necklace," Carly continued, flipping through the magazine. "It's so sparkly. Isn't it beautiful, Sam?"

"Yeah, lovely," Sam said without even looking at the magazine. "When's the pizza getting here? I'm starving."

"We just ordered it five minutes ago," Carly reminded her, continuing to look through the magazine. "Yay, the quizzes! Hey, here's one for you Sam. It tells you if your boyfriend is worth keeping around."

"Gee, that's nice," Freddie said sarcastically.

"Why do I have to do it?" Sam asked.

"Because I don't have a boyfriend," Carly pointed out. "As much as I would love to go out with that cute guy from French…but anyway, just answer the questions and see what the quiz says."

"Ugh, fine," She moaned.

"Alright," Carly said. "Question one. Rank you boyfriend's attractiveness on a scale of one to ten."

"Are negative numbers allowed?"

"Hey!" Freddie said indignantly.

"What?" Sam asked innocently.

"Freddie, why don't you go down stairs and see how Spencer's coming along with that sculpture?" Carly asked. "Sam's never going to give me real answers with you sitting there?"

"Why? I'd give you real answers," Freddie said. "I'd be a nice boyfriend and say she's a ten."

"I deserve a ten," Sam said.

"Freddie, please," Carly said.

"Okay, okay," Freddie sighed getting up. He grabbed his laptop and left the iCarly studio.

"So what's your real answer?" Carly asked Sam. "What would you rank Freddie?"

"What makes you think my answer's going to be any different now that he's gone?" Sam asked.

Carly gave her a knowing look.

"Ten," Sam muttered.

"Aw," Carly grinned, scribbling down Sam's answer. "Onto question two…how often do you and your boyfriend kiss per day? I can answer that one; at least 90 times a day. It seems whenever I walk into the room you two have your lips pressed together."

"We do not," Sam said, blushing.

"The choices are once, three times, five times, or more than five," Carly smiled.

"More than five, I guess," Sam said.

"Alright, number three-"

"There's more?"

"How often does your boyfriend compliment your appearance? Never, once in a blue moon, only on date nights, or daily."

Sam smiled. She loved how Freddie always told her how beautiful she looked everyday, even if she didn't let it on. "Daily," she told Carly.

"Alright, here's the last one," Carly said. "Does your boyfriend shy away at any mention of the word 'love'?"

Sam shook her head. Freddie was never shy about telling her that he loved her. That was more her territory.

"According to this quiz," Carly said, calculating Sam's results. "Your boyfriend is the guy every girl dreams of having. He wants you to stay in his life, and he's not afraid to make his love known to the world. Oh my God, that's so sweet! Now I really want a boyfriend!"

"I really want ham," Sam said, getting up. "Have fun with your magazine, Carls."

"Will do," Carly nodded. "Oh, look, a coupon for ten dollars off a facial…"

Sam went downstairs where Freddie was sitting on the couch playing on his laptop.

"Where's Spencer?" Sam asked, grabbing some ham from the fridge.

"He ran out to buy more beads," Freddie said, shutting his computer. He walked over to Sam. "So, am I a keeper?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," Sam grinned.

"You're really not going to tell me what the quiz said?"

"Nope," she replied. "The quiz was stupid."

She put down her ham and wrapped her arms around Freddie's neck and leaned up and whispered in his ear. "I already knew you were. I didn't need some dumb magazine to tell me that."

"I wouldn't give you up for anything either," Freddie laughed.