Author's Note: Okay, it's been over two weeks since my last update... I know, I suck at updating XD Sorry =/
Disclaimer: If I had a magic meatball like Spencer's and asked it if I'll ever own iCarly, do you know what the answer would be? That's right, 'No, that will never happen, now go feed your chinchillas!'. The meatball says it all.
And for the slow ones, I don't own iCarly! =P
Enjoy! =)
Chapter 19: Weird Behavior
Freddie's POV
After only fifteen minutes, I was able to see Bushwell Plaza right ahead. See mom? Going home walking isn't that dangerous. Anyway, as soon as I pushed the doors that led to the lobby open, I heard yelling coming from inside the building.
I immediately recognized two voices: Lewbert and Spencer's. And as soon as I realized that, I knew that whatever was going on just wouldn't end up well. So, I walked towards the two bickering men.
"I'm telling you, it's not working!" Spencer yelled at the man and his wart.
"How can it not be working? I checked it yesterday!" Lewbert yelled in response.
Okay, I had no idea what they were talking about, but that didn't really matter, did it? What mattered was that they needed to stop arguing, so I decided to intervene, since I knew no one else would.
"Hey, hey! What's going on here?" I asked, and stood right between the two of them, making them keep a certain distance from each other.
"That idiot keeps insisting that one of the stupid elevators is not working!" Lewbert answered kindly. Notice my sarcasm on the word 'kindly'.
"But it isn't! If you'd only agree to go there and take a look at it, then you'd see it for yourself and stop yelling at me!" Spencer replied just as kindly, and I rolled my eyes at both of them.
"Okay, Lewbert, why don't you just go there and check the elevator? If it's really not working, then it's your responsibility to call someone to come and fix it" I said as calmly as I could, and Lewbert let out one of his usual screams as he walked towards the hallway that led to the elevators.
"THAT'S WHY I HATE PEOPLE!" We heard him yelling right before he was out of sight. That man seriously has issues.
Anyway, before anything else could be said, we heard a loud bang coming from where Lewbert had just disappeared, but, reading my confused expression, Spencer spoke up before I could move to go see what had happened.
"He must have tripped or something, I'm sure he's fine." He said, and I shrugged. Okay then.
"So, only one elevator is not working, right?" I asked, because now that the problem was solved, or at least it seemed like it, I needed to go up to the eighth floor and see whatever Carly wants to explain, like she said on that text. I wondered what it was…
"Yeah, the one that opens directly inside the apartments is still working" He said, and I nodded, before taking one step towards the hallway, but then, Spencer stopped me by stepping aside, so he was now standing right in front of me.
I took another step, this time to the other side, but Spencer did the same, so he was still standing right in front of me, blocking my way.
"Uh… What are you doing?" I asked him, half amused and half annoyed.
"What are you talking about?" He asked, laughing nervously, before glancing briefly at the door, like he was expecting someone to walk in the lobby at any second, but no one did. Ignoring that, I stepped aside one more time, and the exact same thing that had happened the two previous times I did that happened again.
"About that! What are you doing?" I asked again, and he seemed like he was panicking.
"I… uh… eh…" He stuttered nervously, but then the lobby door was pushed open and someone walked inside.
Spencer moved his gaze in that direction to see who it was, and he seemed really disappointed with what he saw. Curiously, I decided to see who it was, so I turned my head in that direction and spotted an old lady who lived in the building walking inside.
The old lady was walking to the elevators when Spencer called out after her, and she stopped abruptly.
"Hey lady! You can't go in there!" He said, and the old lady stared at him, confused.
"Why not?" She asked.
"None of the elevators are working, you'll have to use the stairs!" He said, and I stared at him confusedly. What the hell was he doing? Okay, there was something really suspicious going on, and I needed to find out what it was.
I was about to protest, saying that the elevator that led into the apartments was still working, but, knowing what I was about to do, Spencer shot me a death glare, which was a really rare thing for him to do, and, during my moment of hesitation, he hurried the lady towards the stairs.
As soon as she was out of earshot, I walked over to him.
"Dude! Why did you do that?" I asked, and I knew he was about to stutter out a reply that wouldn't make sense, but he didn't have the chance to do it, because in that moment, the door was pushed open one more time, and this time, his face lit up when he saw who it was, and he seemed really relieved. I then turned around to see who it was, and became even more confused than I already was.
Sam.
Sam's POV
I entered Bushwell Plaza about half an hour after school was over. Carly had texted me saying that she had left school early, and that I needed to meet her in the iCarly studio right after school because she wanted to explain something, but I had absolutely no idea what it was, or what it could be.
As soon as I was inside, I spotted Freddie and Spencer standing in front of the stairs, but Lewbert was nowhere in sight. The two seemed to have been discussing something, but they shut up right when I walked in, and Spencer seemed like he was really relieved the moment I walked in.
Okay, what's going on here? I asked myself as I walked towards the two, eyeing them suspiciously.
"Uh… What's going on here?" I asked my question out loud once I had reached them.
"Well, Spencer is-" Freddie started, but Spencer cut him off, and he was talking way louder than usual. He seemed to be pretty nervous… Yeah, there was definitely something weird going on.
"Nothing! Nothing is going on! Why would something be going on? There's nothing going on!" Spencer replied nervously, and it made me even more suspicious.
"But then why-" I was about to protest, but Spencer cut me off too.
"Hey! Look at the time!" He exclaimed loudly, looking down at the watch that was attached to his wrist. "Carly must be wondering where you two are!"
Freddie and I simply stared at him with a confused expression on both our faces. Spencer looked a bit impatient now… What's up with him today? I wondered.
"C'mon, why don't you two just take the elevator that is working right now to get to the eighth floor before Carly comes down here looking for you two, huh?" He asked, and I decided to do what he said. I mean, he was acting so weird that it was kind of pissing me off, and I kind of wanted to get away from him as soon as possible, or else I might end up punching him in the face or something. What? I'm not responsible for the things I do when I'm angry.
So, I simply shook my head and started walking to the hallway that led to the elevators. Freddie, after a brief moment of hesitation, followed me. The main elevator seemed to not be working, but that wasn't a problem, because we could just take the elevator that led straight into the apartments.
Well, we called that elevator, and after a few seconds, it arrived on our floor, empty. I then walked inside, followed by Freddie, but Spencer didn't join us. Instead, he just stood there in the hallway, staring at the floor like he was trying to avoid making eye contact with us.
"Uh… aren't you coming?" I asked him, and he shook his head, looking up abruptly.
"Oh, no, not yet, I, uh… I've got something to do down here, but I'll be up there soon" He said.
"Please tell me that that thing has nothing to do with irritating Lewbert even more than you already have today" Freddie said, and even though I had no idea what he was talking about, I didn't ask why he said that.
"Oh, no! Of course not… well, see ya!" He said, and then pressed the button that had an eight written on it for us.
The elevator doors then began to close, and in the moment the doors were only a few inches apart, I swear I saw a triumphant smile cross Spencer's features and him start doing a little happy dance, but I think I might have just imagined it.
What I didn't know back then was that I wouldn't be getting to the eighth floor so soon.
Author's Note: So, guess what? Carly's plan will finally be fully explained in the next chapter! =D
But you might be able to guess what it is after reading this chapter. Little hint: I had this idea while watching iLike Jake ;)
Okay, I'd better shut up now before I give too much away XD
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