A/N: LAST CHAPTER! oh, and a disclaimer cuz i realized i didnt start this with one...wow. smart.

DISCLAIMER: I dont own iCarly!

CHAPTER FOUR

For the past few days, Carly and Sam hated each other! Their unbreakable friendship was ruined by Freddie's scheming and undeniable smooth charm. He had been playing with the girls affections and turning them against each other. Did he feel bad? Nope. He was busy basking in the glory of being the heartthrob he had always wished and hoped he would be.

And Spencer…His coffee date with the real Naima went better than he expected. They stayed at the shop for five hours just discussing art and their lives. After that, he had a problem to think about now. The guy who had trouble trying to find a date was now torn between two girls.

Saturday afternoon, Spencer and Freddie sat on the couch just watching TV and eating snacks. Spencer flipped endlessly through channels with Naima aka Madonna and Shellie aka Naima still on his mind.

"Dude, just pick something, alright?" Freddie was getting annoyed.

"Here, you pick something…" Spencer sighed and took a swig of his Peppy Cola.

Freddie took the remote and noticed the confused look on Spencer's face "What's wrong? You look like you just woke up one day and realized you wanted to go back to Law School."

"Its…" he sighed again "These two girls…I finally met someone on who's like…I can't believe how amazing she sounded on paper. I finally meet her, and she's GORGEOUS. Like I'm talking about the girls on Scandalous Girl…like that gorgeous…"

"Wow, that sounds pretty gorgeous" Freddie replied.

"Yes, and here's the weird part…she's NOTHING like she was on her profile. Oh, and here's this other girl…I met her at that new art store Socko told me about…this girl is cute. Like little pink cupcakes cute. And she knows art. And we're so much compatible, its crazy! But then I like the other girl. And I like this girl…"

"Okay, I'm gonna make it simple for you…pick the hotter girl!"

"I can't do that. They're both good looking in their own ways and I just…"

"Well Spence, just like you, I too have been caught up between two girls. But unlike you, I'm sitting back and enjoying it." Freddie tilted his head back and crossed his arms behind him while putting his feet up.

Spencer rolled his eyes and got up from the couch "I'm gonna take a shower. Maybe it'll give me some motivation to make up my mind and choose one girl…" he disappeared into the bathroom.

With Spencer gone, Freddie sat back and continued to watch TV until he heard yelling coming from outside the door. It sounded like Carly and Sam. He then got up from the couch and hid from the top of the stairs.

"YOU HATE FREDDIE!" Carly stormed inside as Sam followed.

"NO, YOU HATE HIM!" Sam yelled back.

"You don't even know how to handle a boyfriend, Sam! You're unladylike!"

"At least I've had one before!"

Once again, Freddie smiled taking in sick pleasure from seeing the once best friends fight over him like he was the last brownie in the pan.

"FREDDIE HATES BLONDES!"

"FREDDIE HATES BRUNETTES!"

In a shocking twist, Carly and Sam began pulling each other's hair. It got more violent when bites and scratches were involved. Spencer came out of his room when he saw the girls about to kill each other. He rushed to them and instantly broke it up getting in between them "Girls! Whoa, girls! What is the problem here?" he asked.

"Sam is trying to steal Freddie away from me!" Carly yelled.

"Whatever! He liked me first!" Sam yelled back.

"Wait a minute, you two are fighting over Freddie?" Spencer was confused.

"I know it sounds ridiculous but he's amazing!"

"I have to take a shower but, girls, please promise me you won't tear each other's heads off while I'm gone."

"NO." the girls said in unison still trying to get at each other.

"Okay, Sam, I think you better go home. And Carly, go to your room!"

The girls went their separate ways and Spencer continued with his shower. No one was in the living room when Freddie came back downstairs and left the apartment smiling like a fool.

In the evening, Spencer got ready for another date with Shellie aka "Naima". He went to her building to pick her up and met her at the lobby.

Shellie came down the stairs in a gold strapless dress smiling at him "Hey sexy" she smiled when she came face to face with him.

Spencer and Shellie kissed and then headed towards the door "So where do you wanna go tonight? I was thinking we could go for sushi" Spencer suggested.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. Um, I kinda have to talk to you" Shellie replied "Can we sit down for a minute?"

"Sure." They turned around and sat at one of the benches in the lobby.

Spencer sat there nervous at what she had to say to him. He watched as she pulled a piece of paper out of her purse.

"Okay, this is for you" she handed it to him.

Spencer eyed the piece of paper "Uh, what is this?"

"Um, its an application for a job to work at one of my father's banks! All you have to do is fill it out and you're hired! I pulled some strings. It was hard but now the job can be yours!"

"Oh wow…" his excitement quickly faded away "But uh, Naima, I don't want to work at a bank. I'm an artist…"

"Yeah, I, I guess you can still do art but don't you think this could be good for you?"

"I don't wanna be some kind of working stiff. I love doing art. You can't change that part about me."

Shellie then sighed and turned the other way "I knew you'd be better for Naima…" she said under her breath.

"What?"

"Nothing!" she turned back to him "Um, I'm kinda…I'm actually not really hungry right now…do you think we can re-schedule?"

"Oh…" Spencer felt a lump form in his throat "Yeah, sure. We can do that."

They got up from the bench. "I'll call you, okay?" she kissed him on the cheek and then went back upstairs to the apartment. Naima was there at the kitchen cooking when she heard the door open. She tilted her head to see Shellie throwing her purse on the couch "Hey, what happened? I thought you left for your date already?"

"Nah…I was thinking…maybe you should go out with Spencer. He's totally up your alley. He's basically you with a little something extra in between his legs…"

"Well, did you ever tell him what your real name was?"

"No…"

"Ugh, Shellie…"

"I know. I'm scum…I know. But I'm just gonna go to my room and watch Glamour and the City…" Shellie disappeared into her room.

Naima stood there thinking about what she was going to do and if it would be right if she carried on dating Spencer knowing Shellie already dated him.

On Monday at school, they announced the Spring Fling Dance that was going to be held at the gym this weekend. Freddie walked the hallways and found Carly putting some books into her locker. He snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her "Hey babe" he kissed her on the cheek.

"Oh Freddie" she smiled and turned around to meet his kiss

"I was wondering if you would like to go to the dance with me?" he asked.

"Really? Am I the first person you asked?"

"Yup! And I really mean so…"

"I'd love to!" she gave him a kiss on the cheek "But, uh, I've got to get to class. I'll see you Friday, though."

"You got it, babe!"

When Carly left, Sam came towards him "Freddie…did you hear about the dance on Friday?"

"Yes! And I was just about to ask you, sweetness!"

"Oh Freddie" Sam blushed a bit "Wait, did you ask anyone yet? Like Carly?"

"Nope. I don't think she's going to the dance…So I meet you there on Friday?"

"Sure thang, sweetness" he kissed her.

Sam's knees got weak at the touch of his lips. Freddie then broke the kiss leaving Sam wanting more "Gotta get to class, baby. See ya Friday."

Sam stood there watching lovingly as Freddie walked down the hallways.

Meanwhile, Naima was standing behind the counter of the Art Store putting a whole new set of Sharpies into a jar when Spencer came in. She watched as he looked around and he wasn't in his happy moods.

"Hey" she said.

Spencer looked up at her "Oh hey Madonna…just here getting some supplies…"

"Working on something new?"

"Yeah…Sometimes I feel like I'm getting my best ideas when I'm heartbroken, you know? I've been dating this girl for a couple of weeks now and the first thing she wants to do is change me! Make me drop art and start working in her father's bank! How ridiculous does that sound?"

"Is this about…Naima?" she nervously spoke up.

"Yeah…Wait, what?" Spencer walked closer to her giving her a suspicious look "How do you know Naima?"

"B-b-because I am Naima…" she stuttered a bit.

"Uh…" Spencer was getting confused "No you're not…Naima is taller. Blonde…"

"No. Her name is Shellie. She is my roommate. I'm Naima…"

"No, you're Madonna…"

Naima sighed. Explaining was not going to be easy "Alright, here's the truth…I was the one you met on . That was my profile. Shellie, the girl you've been dating, was the one who made it for me. And, when you agreed to go on a date with me, I backed out and didn't want to go so Shellie went for me. And used my name…."

"That would explain why she wasn't too into art…"

"Yes, and I guess she got interested in you and by some freak coincidence, you ended up meeting me here…while I used the name 'Madonna.'…"

Spencer sighed and put his head down "God, I'm so confused…I've never been so confused in my life ever since sitting on that meatloaf…"

Naima went around the counter and faced him "Spence, I'm so sorry…I'm sorry I didn't try and get to know you in the first place…I was too insecure and losery and dorky" she held his hand "I'm sorry this has become such a big mess…but if it helps, I'd love to get to know you a bit better now. Now that you know my real name…"

Spencer couldn't even look at her. His heart had been bruised and confused too many times today he just wanted to leave.

"I gotta go…" he said and left the store.

Naima stood there and watched him as he left. A small tear formed in the corner of her eye as she tried to continue working but hurting Spencer's feelings was just too much of a distraction for her.

On Friday, Carly got all dressed up for the school dance. Spencer dropped her off at the front of the school as she went towards the Gym where the music was pumping and the lights were flashing. She stood near the snacks table waiting for Freddie and about five minutes later. Sam came strolling in and heading towards the table. She didn't notice Carly who was standing there giving her the stink eye.

"Hey!" Carly walked up to her "What are you doing here? I hope you came here with Gibby…"

"I'm waiting for Freddie!" Sam replied.

"Oh no you're not! Freddie is my date! He asked me first!"

"No, he asked me first!"

Carly and Sam began to argue and argue as a blonde girl came up to them "Hey, are you guys talking about Freddie Benson?" a blonde asked.

"YES" Carly and Sam said in unison.

"There is no way he can be your guy's date. He asked me out!"

Carly and Sam then looked at eachother. A red head then came towards them "Um, in your dreams! Freddie is my date!"

The about three more girls came forward "He asked me out! I'm his girlfriend! He kissed me!" one girl said.

"That's not possible cuz he kissed me and now we're boyfriend and girlfriend!" another girl said.

It had gotten out of hand. The girls were fighting over Freddie as Sam and Carly watched. They now came to their senses and figured that they were all being played by him. "STOP!" Sam yelled.

The girls froze and looked at her. "Alright, how many of you made out with Freddie?" Carly asked. Nearly every girl raised their hand. "God, I feel so gross…" she shuddered turning to Sam.

"No kidding, I pretty much made out with all the girls here since I made out with Freddie…" Sam replied.

"Okay! How many of you were asked to this dance by Freddie?"

Again, all the girls raised their hands. "Okay-" and as Carly was about to continue, Freddie in all his cool guy glory came strolling in stunned that all the girls he had asked had all grouped up.

"Whoa, ladies…" he was nervous "What's good?"

"This!" Sam came towards him and dumped a cup of punch down his pants.

"And this!" Carly shoved a cupcake in his face.

Freddie stood there completely confused and defeated "What the? What's going on here?"

"Just what did you think you were trying to do?" Carly asked.

"Well I can't help that you were all attracted to me! I tried to pick one but I found you all so cute!" Freddie pleaded.

"GET HIM!" Sam yelled as all the girls pelted Freddie with all the snacks on the snack table. Carly and Sam watched with sick pleasure and then looked at each other "Carls, I'm sorry I let that nub come between us…" she said.

"No, it was not even your fault! Its my fault for even seeing something in his rich boy persona!"

"It was none of our faults…we were just being stupid…" Carly and Sam hugged and then watched Freddie being pelted with food by the rest of the girls.

When they were done with him, Freddie was filthy with food residue all over him "Alright, I'm sorry!" he pleaded.

"Call yourself a sexist pig!" Carly demanded

"Yeah! A sexist nubbish pig!" Sam added.

"I'M A SEXIST NUBBISH PIG!" Freddie cried out. The girls were laughing at him. Sam even managed to take a digital picture of him.

"FREDWARD!!" Mrs. Benson was right behind him "I told you not to sneak out to this dance! Tonight was the night we had our Board Game night! And look at you! You're dirty! I am drawing you a bath as soon as we get home, mister!" she grabbed Freddie by the ear and dragged him out of the gym.

Once he was gone, all the girls cheered and partied. Carly and Sam joined the girls in their celebration and danced with them.

Two days later, Spencer and Freddie were on the couch again looking for some TV to watch and filling up on snacks. It was all the same except Freddie had gone back to normal. The fancy clothes and attitude was gone.

"I can't believe you managed to makeout with and date all those girls, including Carly and Sam and not expect all of them to find out…" Spencer said.

"Yeah, but it felt cool, ya know? Like I was someone for once." Freddie replied.

"Just always be yourself, Freddo…"

The boys sat in silence for awhile watching the TV with their feet up on the coffee table munching on snacks.

"Well, look at us…back to where we started…two girlfriend-less losers sitting in front of the TV again…" Freddie said.

Spencer had been thinking about Naima since he last saw her. He quickly got over the fake Naima aka Shellie and was missing Naima aka Madonna. He missed the coffee shop art discussion they had, the way she had always been impressed by his socks, and just all around missed her.

"Well, have fun in front of the TV, buddy…I've got something to take care of…" Spencer got off the couch, grabbed his jacket and left out the door.

It was nearing eight o clock and the Art Store was closed. Naima was done counting out the days transactions and putting away some stuff. She then grabbed her bag and turned off the lights then went out the door. She locked it and then turned around to see Spencer with his arms folded standing there in front of his parked car.

"Spence…hey…" she was surprised to see him.

"Hey Naima…or should I say Madonna?" he replied.

Naima rolled her eyes "I already said I was sorry…besides, what are you doing here? You don't wanna be with a lying dorky loser girl like me…"

"Well, this dorky loser boy would LOVE to be with dorky loser girl…cuz she's cute, awesome, she likes cool socks, art, fun…she's basically me with boobs…"

Naima smiled a bit.

"But just one condition…" Spencer came towards her "Just as long as she promises that this will be the last time she lies to me…"

"I won't lie to you. I actually really like you…"

Spencer smiled as he bent down to kiss her. Naima kissed back running her hands through his hair. As they broke the kiss, they smiled at each other.

"You down for some coffee?" he asked.

"I would but…my feet are tired. Eight hour day…"

"Well…" Spencer bent down "This is one of the benefits of dating me, I give GREAT piggyback rides. Hop on!" he pointed towards his back.

Naima smiled and shook her head "Don't drop me okay?" she got on his back as he grabbed her legs and stood up. She wrapped her arms around his neck to keep from falling off.

"To the coffee shop we go!" Spencer began to walk down the street piggybacking Naima and humming the Bonanza theme song at the same time. Naima smiled and didn't care about the weird looks she was getting from people on the street. She kissed Spencer on the cheek and enjoyed the fun transportation.

Back at home, Freddie watched TV flipping through the channels endlessly. His confidence shrunk again being completely humiliated at the school dance by all the girls he had charmed the pants off of.

A few seconds later, Sam and Carly were laughing coming through the door to find Freddie sitting there looking miserable.

"I think we should talk to him…" Carly said

"Really? The nub basically played you like a love slave and you still want to talk to him?" Sam replied.

"Well, look at him…" Carly went over to Freddie and sat next to him and Sam followed suit and sat on the other side next to him.

Freddie looked at both of them "Oh great, come here to humiliate me again? I said I was sorry…"

"We know. And we accept" Carly replied.

"Then what are you guys still doing here?"

"We like you this way, Fredweird." Sam added "The rich Freddie was a jerk."

"Yeah, and we're glad you're back to this again" Carly chimed in.

"Yeah, you guys like that I'm a loser again, huh?"

Half a second later, Carly and Sam kissed him on each cheek and Freddie blushed five different shades of red. "Oh my god…" he looked at them "Does this mean, you both still have feelings for me? You wanna be my girlfriend, Carls? What about you, Sam? Are you gonna start being nice to me??"

"Don't push it, dork…" Sam replied

"And in your dreams, Freddie…" Carly replied grabbing the remote "Ooh! Scandalous Girl is on!"

"Yup, things are definitely back to normal…" Freddie sighed putting his arms around both of them.

The girls took his arms off of them and proceeded to watch Scandalous Girl. Freddie then shrugged "Can't say I didn't try…" and watched the show along with them. Things were indeed back to normal.

FIN.