Hi guys! It's Reese. That's not my real name. So, let's carry on with the story.

Disclaimer: I own my bed,Not ICARLY.

"Carly?" I yelled as I saw a brunette girl in the crowd of people.

"Sam!" The girl turned around and exclaimed, revealing Carly Shay.

She ran over to hug me, and FreEddie and Gibson took their bags together and came over to me, stumbling over a few times. I snorted and hugged Gibby. Freddie reached in for a hug, but I declined and took the bags in my hand. Carly dragged me over to the parking lot and talked and talked. We had a lot of catching up to do.

"So, what've you been up to? I mean, besides the whole babysitting thing. Who have you dated?" Oh, boy.

"Umm, I've been on a few blind dates, but none of them really is my type."

"Oh, well are you over, you know."

"I'll talk to you about it later. Now, let's go see Cat!"

After a long hour of traffic and singing, we finally reached my house. It was a simple two-storey building, with a front and back yard. It had a white picket fence around it, and Cat stood by at the entrance, waving over at us.

"Carly! Oh how nice to see you again!" Cat took Carly into a huge bear hug.

"Aww, Cat! I missed you so much!" Carly grinned.

I stepped out of the car, and saw Gibby and Freddie handling the bags. 10 for Carly, 2 for each of the boys. I bet more than half of the bags are her make-up. Oh no.

"Woah, Sam! What a nice house!" Gibby looked around as we entered.

"Yeah, it is quite big. And it wasn't very expensive, either." I nodded in agreement.

"So, sleeping arrangements?" Carly said as we settled in the living room, where Cat and I had a billion pictures.

"Umm, we have a spare bedroom, with two beds," Cat added into the conversation.

"Good, so Gibby and I get that one, and the girls can share rooms!" Freddie spoke for the first time since the airport.

"No, Freddie, Cat and I have a room each, and In not sharing with Carly. Besides, Cats got the bigger room and has a fold out pink bed," I shared.

"Okay, so I'll be sharing a room with Cat," Carly started and turned to Cat. " I need like a closet."

"It's fine. Whenever I have extra friends over, I have an empty closet in the attic. I also added a bathroom. You could sleep in my room, then do…other things in the attic. There's a couch there too," Cat rambled.

After around three minutes of chatting, I got up from my seat, and went to the kitchen where I had an entire store room just for meats and delicacies. Oblivious to Freddie following me, I got in and grabbed a basket; there was a sale and it was covered in meat stickers, okay? Don't judge me.

After grabbing some meats, I headed over to the fridge, which was filled with drinks and about 4 cakes. I took out 5 Peppi Colas and a slice of cake, for yours truly.

"So, nice meat room," Freddie startled me.

"Gosh, Freddie! I have a fragile heart! You can't give me a random heart attack!" I covered my mouth after realising what I just said.

"Fr-fragile heart?" He stuttered. This isn't going to be good.

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