AN-Hey! One day until Sam and Cat, I'm so excited! By the way, if you haven't heard, you can actually go to iTunes and download the first six minutes of it for free!
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Monster
"Wow, so your dad's really a landscaper?" Carly said. "That must be so cool."
"It is pretty interesting," the pretty, tall, dark-haired girl nodded.
"Yeah, doesn't Katie's family sound amazing?" Freddie said, putting his arm around his new girlfriend's shoulder. "It's not hard to see why she came out so amazing as well."
"Aw, sweetie!" Katie squealed.
"Yes, that was…adorable," Carly said, feeling awkward as the new couple exchanged a kiss in front of her.
"Hey! Whoa, who's this?" Spencer asked, coming into the apartment.
"This is Katie, my new girlfriend," Freddie introduced. "Katie, this is Carly's brother, Spencer."
"Oh yeah, Freddie told me about you last night," Spencer said, shaking the girls hand.
"Hi! I just love your apartment!" Katie said brightly. "All your sculptures are just so beautiful and life like! You are such a brilliant artist."
"Well…thanks," Spencer said, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the sea of compliments that was just hurled at him. "So, how long have you and Freddie been dating?"
"Two magical weeks," Katie replied.
"Yup," Freddie said happily. "We met down at the comic book shop."
"You like comics?" Spencer frowned.
"She wasn't in there buying any comics," Freddie explained.
"I found a wallet outside the store," Katie told him. "And I went inside to turn it into the manager so whoever lost it could have it returned to them."
"Isn't she just the nicest person you ever met?" Freddie grinned.
"Uh-huh," Carly said politely, trying not to feel nauseous from the amount of peppiness this girl was bringing to the atmosphere. "So, you two have any coupley plans for tonight?"
"I wish," Freddie sighed. "But my mom's making me go to this seminar with her on the dangers of open-toed shoes."
"Oh, make sure you tell your mom I said hi," Katie said. "She's such a sweet woman."
Spencer nearly choked on the juice he had just begun to sip.
"Thanks," Freddie said. "But I'm just sorry you're going to have to spend the night by yourself. I know you don't know too many people in Seattle yet. Hey! Maybe you can go and do something with Carly?"
"Oh!" Carly said, caught off guard. "Well…I-I don't see why not, um…I-I-"
"Aw, it's sweet of you to offer, Carly," Katie said, giving Carly a hug. "But I actually just found out that an old friend of mine lives right here in Seattle! I think I'm going to stop by her place and catch up!"
"Oh, well that's perfect then!" Freddie said.
"Did you just move to Seattle?" Spencer asked.
"Yup, from Texas," Katie answered. "I used to go to a boarding school there. But then my dad got transferred here a couple of weeks ago, and he found out about that Briarwood Prep school, and he asked me if I'd like to go there so I could be close to my family, and I thought it sounded like a great idea!"
"She got into Briarwood on a full scholarship," Freddie said. "She's really smart."
"Oh, everyone's smart in their own special way, Freddie!" Katie chuckled. She looked down at her Pear phone. "Whoa, it's already four o'clock. I need to run home and call the animal shelter and see if I can set up a volunteering schedule with them!"
"Okay, I'll walk you down," Freddie said. "We'll see you guys later.
"Yes! It was so nice meeting both of you!" Katie called as her and Freddie headed out of the Shay's apartment.
"Wow!" Spencer said as the door closed.
"I know, she's a little…too nice," Carly nodded.
"And she likes Mrs. Benson!" Spencer added.
"Yeah, that too," Carly laughed. "But I guess she's a sweet girl. I just met her today so I don't really know too much about her, other than what Freddie's told me."
"You just met her?" Spencer frowned. "But I thought Freddie said they've been dating for two weeks."
"Well, yeah," Carly said. "But he wanted to keep their relationship on the down low for the first couple of weeks. You know, to make sure things looked like they would work out. Oh, and well…he-he also hasn't brought her around because he-he sort of wants to wait on the whole introducing her to Sam thing."
"Wait, Sam doesn't know about her?" Spencer said.
"Oh she knows Freddie's been on a few dates with a girl," Carly said. "And well, I-I don't think she thinks it's anything serious yet. I guess Freddie just wants to hold off on that whole awkward introducing the current girlfriend to the ex-girlfriend moment."
"Smart man," Spencer nodded.
"I hope Sam will be okay once she does realize that Freddie seems to really like this girl, though," Carly sighed. "I know she tried to play it off when Freddie first told us that he met a girl, but I think she was kind of…upset about it."
"She still has feelings for Freddie?" Spencer asked.
"Well, I don't know if it's that," Carly said. "But she might just feel a little weird. I mean when that girl Veronica started going out with that cashier at the grocery store she worked at, you refused to even go there! We had to order take-out for a month!"
"Yeah, I guess it is always suckish when your ex finds someone else," Spencer said.
"Especially when you're still friends with them," Carly said. "But, you know what? Sam's tough. I'm sure she'll be fine."
…
Later that evening, Carly was sitting downstairs on her couch, flipping through the television channels, just about to give up on finding anything decent to watch and head to bed.
Suddenly the apartment door opened up and Sam walked in.
"Hey Carlotta," Sam said, grabbing the bowl of popcorn Carly had been eating from and plopping herself down next to her best friend.
"Sam? What are you doing here? It's eleven o'clock!" Carly said. "We have school tomorrow. I was just about to go to bed."
"Eh, I needed to get out of my house," Sam shrugged. "So what's up kid?"
"Nothing!" Carly said quickly.
Sam frowned. "Um…okay. Carly, you know you can't lie very well…"
"Alright," Carly sighed, turning off the T.V. "Look, I'm going to tell you this as gently as possible."
"What?" Sam asked, concerned. "You didn't-Oh man, please tell me you didn't finish those fancy truffles in your fridge!"
"No, no, those are still in there," Carly said. "But today after school…I-I met the girl Freddie's been seeing."
She stared at Sam, expecting for her to be at least a little upset at this news, but she just shrugged. "That's it?"
"Um, yeah," Carly nodded. "And Sam…They-They're pretty much official now. You know, boyfriend and girlfriend."
"Well, good luck to her then," Sam chuckled. "Having to deal with that nub all the time."
"Are you okay with this?" Carly frowned.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Sam said. "Oh come on, you didn't think I'd be jealous of them did you? Carly, Freddie and broke up months ago! It's totally cool if he wants to spread his nerdiness to other girls."
"Well, okay," Carly nodded. "But just so you know, Freddie texted me a few hours ago and said that he's going to bring her by rehearsal tomorrow after school, so you'll get to meet her then."
"Okay," Sam shrugged.
"Her name's Katie, by the way," Carly added.
Sam said nothing, and for a few moments, the two girls sat in silent.
"So, um, what-what's she like?" Sam asked.
Carly gave a small chuckle. "Honestly? She's sweet and all, but she's a little to nice."
"Really? That's coming from you?" Sam grinned.
"Please, she makes me look like some thug on the street," Carly said, rolling her eyes. "And get this. She actually likes Mrs. Benson."
"Get out!" Sam exclaimed.
"It's true," Carly said.
"Wow, this chick must be completely deranged," Sam said, shaking her head. "But then again, she'd have to be to be going out with Fredwad."
…
"Wow, this studio is so cool!" Katie said the next day as Carly put her hair in pigtails for the Idiot Farm Girl Bit that Freddie would be filming.
"Thanks," Carly replied. "It used to be a sort of storage unit that Spencer kept his old sculptures in before we started iCarly."
"I'm so excited to see your web show," Katie said happily.
"You've never seen it before?" Carly asked.
"Nah, this is going to be her first iCarly experience," Freddie said, adjusting the white balance on his camera.
"Oh…well yay!" Carly smiled.
"You have any idea where Sam is?" Freddie asked. "She was supposed to be here five minutes ago."
"Yo, I'm here!" Sam said, right on cue, as she ran into the studio. "We ready to do a little iCarly?"
"No way! Sam!" Katie exclaimed, running over to the blonde to hug her. "You're on iCarly too?"
"Um, yeah," Sam nodded. "What-What are you doing here?"
"You two know each other?" Freddie said, confused, looking back and forth between his girlfriend and ex-girlfriend.
"Yeah we do!" Katie squealed. "You remember yesterday when I said I was going to visit and old friend? Well it was Sam!"
"Yeah…it was me," Sam nodded, sounding much less enthusiastic about it, though.
"How do you two know each other?" Carly asked, just as confused as Freddie was.
"Well her sister was my roommate back at my boarding school," Katie explained.
"Oh, you know Melanie?" Carly nodded.
"Yeah, I met Katie the few times my mom and I went down to visit Melanie," Sam said.
"But-But Melanie doesn't exist," Freddie said weakly.
"What do you mean?" Katie said.
"Freddie, for the millionth time, she does too," Carly said, rolling her eyes.
"Wait…so you-you're really friends with Sam's sister, who really does exist?" Freddie said to Katie.
"Yes, isn't that neat?" Katie nodded.
"Yes…neat," Freddie said, a strange look still on his face. "Um, well…I'm gonna run back down to my place to grab my lens cleaner real quick and then we can start filming."
"Oh! Do you mind if I come with you honey?" Katie asked. "Those tofu squares your mom made yesterday were just so delicious. I want to ask her for her recipe."
"Sure come on," Freddie smiled.
"Okay, I cannot believe that Melanie's friends with Katie," Carly said once the two had left. "I mean, what are the odds?"
Sam scoffed. "Melanie's not friends with her."
"But Katie just said they were roommates back at boarding school," Carly pointed out.
"Yeah, they were roommates," Sam nodded. "But Melanie never really liked her too much."
"Really? Why not?" Carly questioned. "Did she do something?"
"No, Carly," Sam chuckled. "Nothing like that. Melanie just thought she was a little too…happy."
"Melanie thought she was too happy?" Carly grinned. "Melanie's happier than me!"
"I know," Sam nodded.
"And she thought you two were friends from just the few times you met her when you visited Melanie?" Carly asked.
"Yeah, I nearly had a heart attack when that chick showed up on my doorstep yesterday," Sam said. "That's why I came over here last night; she was starting to go on about a slumber party!"
"Oi."
"I know, that girl's something else," Sam said. She sat down in a beanbag chair, trying to act nonchalant. "But Freddie seems to really like her, though."
"I think they're still in their honeymoon phase," Carly said. "Hopefully in another week they'll tone down the cheeriness."
"Pfft, I doubt it," Sam said. "Melanie told me that Katie one time spent an entire month celebrating when her hamster gave birth."
"Um…yeah, then I think it's gonna take a little longer than a week to calm them down," Carly frowned.
…..
"Alright, that's three dozen cupcakes down," Carly said, setting the batch she had just taken out of the oven out and setting them down by a tub of icing. "Sam, you know you're supposed to be helping me bake these cupcakes for the school's bake sale."
"Um, why me?" Sam frowned, looking up from her Pear Pad.
"Because you're the one who got us roped into doing this!" Carly exclaimed. "You just had to crack Mrs. Briggs window. You're lucky Principal Franklin let us do this instead of that month-long detention Mrs. Briggs suggested!"
"I'll help you, Carly!" Katie said perkily, getting up from the couch where her and Freddie were sitting. "I love cupcakes! They're just so sweet and cute, aren't they?"
"Um, yeah…" Carly said, plastering a fake smile onto her face. "That's-That's nice of you to offer, Katie, but-"
Just then Carly's phone rang, and she answered it. "Hello? Oh! I completely forgot, sorry! I'll be there in a few!"
"Who was that?" Freddie asked.
"Spencer, I forgot that I was supposed to pick him up from his special doctors," Carly said, grabbing her jacket. "I'll be back in a little bit!"
"Hey," Freddie said as Carly left, looking at the tray of un-iced cupcakes sitting on the counter. "You know what game we haven't played in awhile?"
"Cupcake Slam?" Sam grinned knowingly, throwing down her Pear Pad. "Man, it's been years since we've played that. You up for a round?"
"Um, yeah!" Freddie nodded, grabbing three cupcakes from the tray. "Katie, come on! This is so much fun."
"Um, Cupcake Slam?" Katie frowned. "What's that?"
"Only the best game on the planet!" Sam said, taking a cupcake from Freddie and dunking it into the tub on frosting.
"You slam your cupcake onto a wall," Freddie explained. "And whoevers sticks the longest on there wins."
"And the one whose cupcake falls first has to do whatever the other two want," Sam added.
"It's really fun," Freddie said. "You ready to play?"
"But-But what about the cupcakes?" Kate whimpered.
"Um…what about them?" Freddie asked, confused.
"Well, how can you just slam those poor defenseless cupcakes into the wall like that, Freddie?" she asked.
"Well, um, Katie, it's not like the cupcakes are inedible afterwards," Freddie said. "Carly can still use them for the bake sale. They'll just need a new frosting job."
"But what about the cupcakes feelings?"
Sam, who didn't trust herself not to comment on this, quietly headed over to the fridge.
"Er…cupcakes feelings?" Freddie repeated. "Cupcakes don't have feelings."
Katie gasped. "Freddie! That-That's the meanest thing you've ever said to me!"
"I didn't mean-"
But Katie shook her head, her lip quivering. "Freddie, I'm sorry. But-But I don't think I can be involved with someone who can just carelessly ignore the feelings of something as sweet and innocent as a cupcake by slamming it onto a wall. I-I think we should end this…"
"Um…" Freddie frowned, clearly trying to make sense out of what was happening.
Katie walked over and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Goodbye, Freddie. I hope that one day you come to terms with your inner anger and work to save cupcakes, not destroy them." And with that, she left, saying something about the rights of baked goods as she left.
"Did I-Did I just get dumped?" Freddie asked, turning to Sam, confused.
Sam, who had been watching the whole scene, struggling between the urge she had to both cheer and laugh, nodded. "Well…maybe you shouldn't have been such a monster to those poor, defenseless cupcakes."
"Sam…" Freddie sighed.
"I'm kidding," Sam said, walking over to him. "So, um…you-you okay?"
"Yeah," Freddie said, a surprised look coming onto his face. "I am, actually. Wow, I really don't feel all too down about this whole thing."
"Really? You dated her for a good three weeks," Sam pointed out.
"Yeah, I know, it's weird," Freddie said.
"Well, at least Katie finally came to her senses and realized how much of nubbish, geeky boyfriend you are," Sam smirked.
To her surprise, Freddie laughed. "I never thought I'd be so happy to hear an insult."
"Huh?" Sam frowned.
"While we were dating, the meanest thing Katie ever said to me was that tie was askew one night," Freddie said. "Being constantly complimented and gushed over by your girlfriend…not as fun as you might think. It's nice to have something to debate over once in awhile. I want someone who'd disagree with me every once in awhile."
"Yeah, sounds rough," Sam laughed.
"Well, hopefully this won't make it awkward with you to still be friends with her," Freddie sighed.
"Um, dude?" Sam scoffed. "I was never friends with her. She may have thought we were, just because she was Melanie's roommate."
"Oh, well…that's good then," Freddie said. He looked down at the cupcake in his hand. "So…are we still on for a little Cupcake Slam?"
"Shoosh yeah we are," Sam said.
"Okay, let me just run across the hall and tell my mom she doesn't need to make dinner for three for tonight anymore," Freddie said. "I have a feeling she's going to take this break-up worse than me."
"Tell your mom I said she was psychotic!" Sam called after him.
"No, Sam," Freddie said as he left.
Sam stood, alone, in the apartment, deep in her thoughts.
"I'd disagree with you every once in a while," Sam said softly to herself.
