Author's Note: Yikes, sorry for the too-long wait on this. I, like, totally forgot about this story. I've gotten some really great reviews on this story so far…thanks guys!

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly. To tell you the truth, I forget who does.

Chapter 2: Time for iCarly

"Whoa, this is even cooler in person!" Claire grinned as the zipped around the iCarly studio, taking in everything she was seeing.

"Here, try this out," Sam called, tossing her the remote. Claire looked at it with wide eyes for a moment before pressing one of the buttons. RANDOM DANCING! Loud music started, and Carly, Sam, and Freddie started to wildly dance around the room, Claire following soon after. Once the music ended, Freddie checked his watch and yelped.

"Guys! Ten seconds until iCarly!" He jogged over to his tech cart and flipped open his laptop, grabbing his camera. "In five, four, three, two, one!"

"I'm Carly!" Carly cheered, spinning around to face the camera.

"I like ham!" Sam added, whirling around also.

"And this is iCarly!" they both shouted. Sam pressed a button on her remote, and applause and cheering echoed off of the walls of the large room.

Sam grinned into the camera. "And today, we have a special guest on iCarly. This is our new bud-Claire!" She threw her arms out, and Claire ran on, standing next to Sam.

"Heyyy iCarly people!" she yelled excitedly. "It's so cool being on iCarly."

"And for being our special guest, you get to help out with one of our newest features," Carly told her. Claire noticed immediately that her voice was a little flat…it was probably nothing serious. Anyways, she didn't have much time to think about it. The logo for "Hey, hey, hey, what am I sitting on?" came up on the screen, and Sam pushed Claire into a chair. Carly blindfolded her. Claire felt something hard and round under her.

"Is it a tennis ball?" she asked. Nope. Claire called out different random things, and finally, with only five seconds left, she guessed right. "Is it a Yoyo?"

"Yeah! Great job, kid!" Sam yanked Claire's blindfold off and high-fived her.

"Uh huh, good job Claire," added Carly, with only about half as much enthusiasm as Sam. Claire didn't seem to notice. She grinned into the screen happily.

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"Great show, you guys," said Freddie, plopping down on Carly's couch with his laptop.

"Yeah, yeah." Sam rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help but grin.

"So Claire, where's your new house?" asked Carly, turning to the new girl, who was sitting in the black armchair.

Claire paused for a minute, trying to remember. Then she replied, "Um, it's on the corner of East Avenue and Seattle Drive."

Carly glanced over at Sam. "Hey, don't you live on Seattle Drive?"

Sam smiled. "Yeah. Hey Claire, we're neighbors!"

Claire looked relieved. "Thank god. At my old house, I lived next door to this old lady who threw a chair at me every time I walked down the street." She grimaced and rubbed her forearm, like the memory was physically hurting her.

"Hey, you guys," Freddie suddenly called out, finally looking up from his laptop. "This iCarly: our most popular ever! Our fans loved Claire. A bunch of people left comments about her. Here…listen to this: 'Dear Carly and Sam, I really love your new friend Claire. She's funny and awesome! Will she be on the next iCarly?'"

As Freddie read the list of comments, Claire beamed in happiness. Sam punched her lightly on the arm. "Way to go!"

Claire turned to Carly with pleading eyes. "Can I be on the show next week?"

Carly hesitated. Should she say yes? The iCarly fans really did seem to love Claire-they had never gotten more comments. On the other hand, iCarly was really something that Carly, Sam, and Freddie did together. They were a team.

But Sam, Freddie, and Claire were all looking at her waiting. "Well…um…sure. Why not?" she said finally.

Claire let out a cry of joy and bumped her fist into Sam's. "Thanks! This is so awesome!" she yelled happily. This was the best day of her life. And it seemed like her new friends were ecstatic as well. But if they really were…why wasn't Carly smiling?

Author's Note: Phew, it feels good to post another iCarly chapter. Thank you to all of you great reviewers who gave me the motivation to keep going. If I hadn't gotten those new reviews, I probably would have let this story die off. Cookies for all of you!