Freddie is living his dream, but something's just not right.
4: iConfess Too
Freddie was staring out the window at Groovy Smoothies. Sure, it was great that Carly was finally going out with him, but something simply didn't feel right.
"Freddie?" Carly asked. She had returned with their drinks.
Freddie was suddenly snapped back into reality. "Oh, thanks Carly."
Carly knew something was up. "Something on your mind?"
"I guess."
"Wanna talk about it?
Freddie knew there would be no taking back what he said. He himself would be killing all chances of what he dreamed of for over five years, and he didn't mind. But he still didn't want to break Carly's heart.
"The thing is," he said, "I've been wanting to go out with you since I first met you, but now that it's happening something just doesn't feel right."
Carly managed a simple "Oh." Freddie not liking Carly was like Spencer not liking art. And yet, that had happened once.
"I'm sorry; it's not your fault. It's just that everything became all weird after I kissed—"
"Wait. So you did get your first kiss after all?"
"Yeah." Freddie shrugged. Carly was probably thinking she'd might be the one to give him his first kiss someday.
"And now that you kissed her, you think you might actually like her."
"I don't know. Sometimes I can't stand her, and then sometimes I think maybe she's not so bad." Ever since the kiss, Sam and Freddie had acted like nothing had changed, but that simply wasn't true.
"So kind of like—" Oh, good gravy.
"You didn't! Sam?" Freddie was very lucky no one else from school was there at Groovy Smoothies with them. Freddie wondered if Sam would be able to hear Carly across the street in the apartment.
"You can't tell anyone! If Sam finds out you know she's gonna kill me."
"I promise," Carly said. "But seriously. She's always picking on you, you're always fighting with each other, and yet you think you might like her."
"I know, I can't explain it. It's so confusing I just want to ignore it, but I can't."
"I can't believe you two kissed."
"Truthfully, me neither," Freddie replied. "And it wasn't just the kiss. There was something about the entire night: her telling a million iCarly viewers she had never been kissed either, the little talk we had on the fire escape afterwards—"
Carly had heard enough to become convinced. "You do like Sam."
Freddie sighed. "I guess so. Listen, I'm really sorry about all this."
"It's OK. Come on, let's get home, we've got another iCarly to plan." Carly didn't sound upset at all, much to Freddie's relief. And yet he was a tiny bit disappointed. He hoped he had meant enough to her that she wouldn't just act like the last two days never happened. Still, he did what he had to do and emerged unscathed.
"Sounds good to me."