AN-This oneshot is a continuation of the oneshot where Sam and Carly went out for a girls night and met up with a girl from school who called Freddie ugly, which led to Sam calling Freddie hot (ch156).

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"We're back," Carly said as her and Sam walked back into the Shay's apartment.

"I thought you guys were going to hang out all night," Freddie frowned, looking at his watch. "It's nine thirty."

"Yeah, well, we ran into Jenna Whaler from school," Carly explained as she headed to the computer at the kitchen counter.

"I told you going out for frozen yogurt was a bad idea," Sam said, throwing herself onto the couch. "If we had gone to that new restaurant that deep fries everything on the menu, we'd still be out having fun."

"Yes, and tomorrow we'd wake up in the hospital," Carly said.

"You know, I sort of feel bad for Jenna," Freddie said. "I mean, she doesn't have any friends, and everyone hates her...maybe we should try being nice to her."

"She said you were ugly," Carly said.

"What?" Freddie exclaimed. "That's-She's so-Well! I'm not gonna try and be her friend anymore! She can just go one being the most hated girl in Ridgeway! Calling me ugly..."

"Well, it's not exactly untrue," Sam shrugged.

Carly frowned but didn't say anything.

"Sam!" Freddie said indignantly.

"Oh calm down, I might've been kidding," Sam said, rolling her eyes. "Maybe."

"Hey, look!" Carly said from her computer, before Freddie could respond. "Jenna just posted on Splashface that somebody keyed her car! She put up a picture too...hey, it was taken in the yogurt place's parking lot."

"Good, she got what she deserved," Freddie said, satisfied.

Carly looked at Sam. "Um, please tell me this had nothing to do with those ten minutes you spent outside trying to call your mom."

"What, you think I keyed that chick's car?" Sam scoffed.

"Yeah, if Jenna was going around calling me ugly, Sam probably hugged her, not keyed her car," Freddie said.

"Actually," Carly said. "When Jenna said that, Sam-ow!" Sam had just elbowed her in the ribs.

"Well, at least I know the universe is looking out for me," Freddie said, not noticing what had just happened. "I feel bad for the car, though. That was a mint condition 1964 punchbuggy. They're pretty rare."

"Yeah, rare," Carly said, massaging her ribs. "Hey, Freddie? Can you leave?"

"Why?" Freddie frowned.

"Um, because I have to tell Sam about your...surprise party," she replied lamely.

"Well, it's not much of a surprise now," Freddie said. "And my birthday was three months ago, so-"

"Just go!" Carly said.

"Fine," Freddie sighed. "Just kick me out. It's not like I have feelings or anything..."

"Thanks, bye!" Carly called.

She waited until Freddie had closed the door behind him before she turned to her best friend. "You keyed Jenna's car, didn't you?"

"No, I told you, I didn't!" Sam said. She started to head towards the fridge. "Did and Spencer finish up that chicken scampi?"

"You did key her car," Carly said firmly, stepping in front of the fridge. "And you did it because she called Freddie ugly, didn't you?"

"What? That's ridiculous!"

"Then why did you say that Freddie was hot at the yogurt place?" Carly asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I didn't," Sam mumbled.

"Yes, you did!" Carly exclaimed. "I heard you! You said that Jenna could never snag a hot guy like Freddie! Those were your exact words, Puckett!"

"I think somebody's yogurt must've been past its expiration date," Sam said. "And you know, Carly, it's not to uncommon for random people to key people's cars in parking lots. Yup, I'm sure that's what happened to Jenna..."

"Sam, you can't deny what you said," Carly said. "And you know what else is very common? People keying the cars of people they're mad at!"

"Or," Sam said. "A group of vandals went into the parking lot and-"

"Sam!"

"Okay, fine, yes, I keyed the car!" Sam said. "Are you happy?"

"Yes, I am," Carly said, satisfied. "And why did you key the car?"

"Because I hate Jenna, just like everyone else?"

"No..." Carly said, crossing her arms. "Because of what she said about Freddie, right?"

Sam said nothing.

"Right?" Carly said again.

"Yes, okay, yes!" Sam snapped. "But, before you get any ideas going in that head of yours about how I still have feelings for Freddie and how I regret breaking up with him, because those are both so not true, just know that I did it only for me!"

"For you?" Carly said, amused.

"Yes," Sam said. "As much as I'd like to deny it, everyone does know that the nub and I used to go out. I'm not going to have the reputation as the girl who went out with a guy who was a total nerd and ugly!"

"Uh-huh," Carly nodded. "So that's the only reason you keyed her car?"

"Yup, the only reason," Sam said. "Now, I'm going upstairs so I can eat this chicken scampi in peace."

Carly chuckled and shook her head as Sam headed upstairs. "Yeah, the only reason. Right."