A/N This is my first FanFic… So don't be too cruel.(: Aha. It might be really horrible so….have fun. :D

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly. Or my own video camera. And i have never met them. [insert some snarky comment]

I sat backstage/in the waiting room at the iCarly studio as I waited to do an interview of them after their show finished. I was eating my special combination of ice cream flavors (mint brownie and dark chocolate gelato with a topping of the Australian candy "Pods" on top), (A/N I actually was when I thought of this story xD) as I listened to Carly and Sam do their show.

"And now we are going to make a Gibby Salad…a variation of the commonly eatifed Caesar salad," said Carly.

Sam noted, "Or we can toss Freddie in a make it a Nubby Salad!"

"Nyeah!~" Freddie retorted.

"Nyeah!"

I laughed to myself. I was so excited to talk to them. I had sent them an email asking if I could do a special interview for my channel on SplashFace, half hoping they would agree and half doubting they would.

The show progressed and I was having the time of my life. The show was nearing to an end and my heart was pounding. I was going to meet them.

"And now! Let us introduce you to Isabelle Tran! She is going to do an interview with us after this show!" Carly exclaimed.

WHAT?

"Come on out, Isabelle!" Sam called to me.

My heart was pounding. Omigosh. I am going to meet the iCarly gang. Omigosh. Don't do anything stupid. Nothing stupid. No stupidity. No stupidity. Stupidity be gone. Stupidity GONE! It's not working! I sobbed silently. And then I walked out into the bright lights.

Freddie pointed the camera at me. I smiled shyly and waved at the camera. "Hi," I nervously said.

Carly pulled me into a hug and then Sam hugged me too. Omigosh.

"Well that's all there is to this iCarly!" Carly said happily to the camera, as perky as ever.

"See you next time!" Sam said just as brightly.

"Byeee!" they said together.

"AND WE'RE CLEAR!" Freddie exclaimed.

"Wow. You guys were great," I breathed to the internet stars standing right in front of me.

"Aww thanks," Carly told me.

"Yeah yeah. Are we gonna do the interview or not?" Sam said lazily.

"Sam…" Carly warned.

"Ahaha s'okay," I laughed, "Yeah. We'll start right now." I pulled out my portable video camera.

"Hey. I'll record it. I am a technical producer," Freddie said as he smiled to me.

"Not a very good one!" Sam sang.

"Well, you know what Sam?" Freddie cried.

"YOU GUYS! We have a guest," Carly said as she held both of them back, Sam in her left hand, and Freddie in her right. As they calmed down she said, "I'm going to make some lemonade. Don't kill each other.

"Okay. You guys can sit down." I set the camera on the tripod facing 4 beanbags. A blue one, a red one, a pink one, and a green one.

Sam flopped down lazily on the red beanbag chair and yawned. Freddie looked at her and sat next to her on the blue one. I smiled.

Carly came back up the elevator with a tray of 4 glasses of lemonade and set it down on the ground near the beanbags. She then took a seat near Sam on the pink beanbag. I pressed the record button.

I looked at the camera and smiled brightly at my own camera. "Hi! I am Isabelle Tran and I am here with the stars of iCarly." I then walked back to the green beanbag and took a seat. I am so ready for this interview.

A/N Okay so not much happened. But now you see my writing style. Review and give me feedback! Don't be cruel, just constructive. Help me make it better. [: