Hi luvs! Missed me? I know you did. xD Okay, I think it's so early for Seddie action. So I'm gonna write about friendships for a while. Lol. Enjoy.

Disclamier: I own a pair of sky high C. Loubution heels but not iCarly. Whatever.

iDon't Know How To Deal

Chapter 4: iPrepare For he Party

Gibby's P.O.V.

Liquid soap is so good, you know? Because they are liquid! But a little jelo type. And they are soap! They can clean you! Isn't it awsome? I know. Like, when you need to wash your hands, you can use two liquids. Water and liquid soap! It is so amazing. Like heaven.

"Hapy birfday!" Gubby said.

"It's not my birthday," I replied.

"But today is someones birthday. At somewhere."

"You are right, little man," I said. "Don't you think liquid soap is awsome?"

"MOM! GIBBY IS DREAMING ABOUT SOAP, AGAIN!" He shouted.

"HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT? IT'S NOT SOAP, IT'S LIQUID SOAP!"

"MR. GIBSON! QUIT IT!" Mom shouted.

"Okay, mom," was my reply. Then my phone buzzed.

From: Sam

To: Gibby

Party starts in in a hour. Come here! –S

To: Sam

From: Gibby

On my way. –GIBBEH

"Mom! I'm going to Carly's. I don't know when I come back. Don't wait for me." I yelled.

"I don't care! I have a date, anyway!" She shouted back. I walked outside, closed the door behind me. Oh, I didn't tell you, Carly is having a party. Spencer is out of the town. Sam brought drinks with her fake ID, Freddie brought snacks, I'm bringing my awsomeness. Can you ask for more?

Sam's P.O.V.

"So, nub, got the snacks?" I asked.

"How could I forget? You would probably kick my ass if I didn't got 'em."

"No," I said. "I would probably kick your balls." He said nothing. Just stared at me with wide eyes. Then slowly moved his hands on his 'area' and screamed. And ran around the room. When he calmed, he said,

"Thanks God, I didn't forget anything…"

"Sure…"

"What do you mean by 'sure'?"

"I hope you didn't forget to get us some of 'the thing'."

"The thing?" He asked. Then his eyes widened. "SHIT! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! WE STILL HAVE TIME! I CAN GET THEM!"

"Calm your damn dick down, nub." I said. "We can still have it." I smiled evily. "But, with your laptop."

"NO! IF MY MOM SEES, SHE WILL KILL ME, MAKE ME ALIVE AGAIN THEN SHOOT ME WITH A GUN!"

"We'll just delete the history."

"That works…"

"Yeah." I said. "Wait, how did you forget it?"

"I don't know. I was busy with fatcakes and bacon."

"Should I think this comment was for me and my hungry stomach?"

"If the shoe is fitting, wear it, Puckett."

"I hate you."

"I hate you more."

"It's impossible."

"You think?" he said. "Cause I think it's your time to lose."

"What did you say?!"

"Sorry."

"It's cool."

"GIBBEH!" So, it's Gibby, as you can say if you have a brain.

"Hey Gib!" Freddie said.

"Hey, Fred!"

"You are late again, weirdo."

"Sorry, Sam." He replied. I didn't reply. I just walked away, grabbed a beer and drinked the whole bottle in 2 minutes.

"It's early to drink, Sam." Freddie said.

"It's not," I said. "I can handle it."

"I know but…" He paused. "Just don't drink the whole drink, k?"

"No promises."

"Sam…" He said in this scary –yes, scary- voice. I have no idea. I guess that's the only thing makes me scared. And it's just Freddie. Weird.

"I was kidding, Nub Nub." I said.

"Well, you are Sam. I don't know when you are kidding or saying the truth." He said. You are probably thinking it's true. But, I saw something in his eyes. He blinked a little much and his eyes changed it's color into a lighter shade of brown for a second. He was lying. Why the hell he would lie about this?

Oh God. No, no, no, no, no. Please God, it can't be…

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Sorry, this chap took me so long to update but I have reasons. Anyway, I leave it with a cliff. And made it short. Cause I'm gonna write everything that you may wonder. Like, the thing Sam watched at chapter 2. Or, what is 'the thing.'. And the thing "Oh God. No, no, no, no, no. Please God, it can't be…" . ı'm evil like that. Hey, you know what? Review.

-CrazyGeek

xoxo