Back! Well, that wasn't long….anyway, here's the flashback. New chapters to be added every week, I promise, at least until the story's done. Enjoy!

A/N: words in italics are flashbacks.

Chapter Two: Flashback

I was feeling a little depressed. Of course, you would too if you were the mastermind behind a sign that read "Pee on Carl" (not to mention I lost half of the most delicious taco I had ever tasted!). Well, it was supposed to say "Please log on to ", but let's just say that me and electronics don't mix very well. I'm just glad it didn't catch on fire.

Anyway, that little mishap caused one of the worst traffic jams in Seattle history. Luckily, officer Carl - yeah, I know, I get all the luck - let me off with a warning. After taunting me with cucumber melon lotion, he and his fellow officer left, and I turned to face my little sister Carly and her two friends, Sam and Freddie. They all looked oddly happy.

You see, their web show, iCarly, had just started not too long ago and we had paired up to think of ideas to get more viewers. Carly and Sam's idea was to hold a banner outside the window of Seattle Beat, a popular music show. I still laugh every time I think of them holding a multicolored, unreadable soggy banner against the window. Haha, those kids.

Me and Freddie's idea was so cool. I originally wanted to use fireworks, until I discovered you can't spell words with them. Just goes to show that you can't trust everything you see on Girly Cow. So instead we were going to put up a large electronic sign next to the freeway, that thousands of people would see . Awesome idea, right?

I really should have known it was doomed to fail from the beginning. First, while demonstrating the importance of caution when dealing with electrical wiring, a jolt of energy was shot through my body (I told you me and electronics didn't get along). Then, the stupid sign nearly squished Freddie! But this was for iCarly, and to keep from having to touch Lewbert's wart - no matter how bad I actually wanted to.

The rest was pretty crazy. First the sign was too bright and caused a few wrecks. Then when I tried turning it off, it freaked out and wound up shutting off only some of the letters, leaving "Pee on Carl" on display for all to see. So now, yeah, I'm feeling depressed.

So why were these three happy? Both plans had failed miserably. Then they led me over to the computer. Carly was sitting in front of the monitor, Freddie to her left. As me and Sam walked over, Sam began to move next to Carly, but I, being the mastermind that I am, gave her a little push towards Freddie. I don't think she noticed it, or maybe she did, but I'm sure she appreciated it.

Why, you ask? Well allow me to explain. You see, ever since iCarly started, I had noticed these glances that Sam kept giving Freddie. I didn't think much of it at first, but then I noticed the way she acted when Freddie talked about his crush on Carly. Was that jealousy I detected? I naturally assumed that Sam had a crush on Freddie, though she would never admit it, and would likely do horrible, unspeakable things to me if I had asked her. So instead of saying anything, I decided to be subtle. Sometimes people just need a little push in the right direction.

And sometimes that push needs to be literal.

"Spencer, hello? Anyone there?" I vaguely heard Freddie's voice pulling me out of my flashback. I snapped back to reality to find that we were already outside in the parking lot. Gibby still munched away on Fudge Balls, and Freddie stood in front of me, his hands on my shoulders as he shook me from my daydreams.

"What? Oh, yeah, I'm….when did we get outside?" Freddie shot me a confused look, then rolled his eyes. Gibby approached slowly behind Freddie, who turned his head towards him. There was an awkward pause, and then Gibby wiped away the ring of chocolate around his mouth.

"You got any more Fudge Balls?"

"No!" Freddie said, and threw his hands in the air. "Spencer, we have to get to Deluxe Tux in half an hour! Let's go!"

"I'm on it!" I shouted, and took off towards my car. Well, Sasha's car, but she was letting me use it. All three of use couldn't fit on my motorcycle, you know. "Follow me!"

As I unlocked the door, Freddie and Gibby caught up. Gibby's jaw dropped, then he held back a laugh. Freddie just stared dumbly for a minute, then looked at me with a "you're joking" glare.

"We're taking that?" he said, and Gibby burst into laughter, unable to hold it back anymore.

Some people are so mean.