iDress Up As Melanie
Chapter 4
Dressing Up & Kisses

I did my make-up while Carly was out to dinner with Spencer. She never locked the door, and always told me to drop by when I wanted. Her room was perfect and girly, I envied her. Being girly made me sick, and a room like this would cost so much money… as if my mom would pay that. I had to beg her to buy me a new dresser when I was 12. I could barely fit anything into the old one I'd had since I was 3!

I put the finishing touches on my face. I'd have to say, I did pretty well! I looked into the picture on my phone of Melanie, and I pretty much matched up everything.

Each time Melanie comes up, she always gives me her old clothes. She thinks I dress the way I do because mom won't buy me the nice expensive stuff. She doesn't, but I don't think I wouldn't wear this stuff even if I had the chance.

I grabbed the frilliest, girlish, cutest dress in the bag. The bag reeked of expensive floral perfume. I put the dress on, and I transformed into the very person I hoped I'd never be; my sister.

"Mama's good!" I giggled, checking myself out in the mirror. It was a casual simple medium pink summer dress that landed mid-thigh. It had frills around my chest and spaghetti straps. I grabbed a pair of gladiator brown sandals and a purse to match.

"Get ready Benson, Sam's… I mean Melanie's going to light up your world."

I left the room and turned off the lights. I danced down the stairs like a princess, and when I hit the last wooden step I heard the door creak open.

"Hold on a sec Carly; let me just grab my wallet I left it in here…" Spencer walked into the room and I dived behind one of his sculptures. It was some battery castle, which was made to recycle his and other people's batteries. Spencer danced out into the kitchen, humming some upbeat happy song.

"Ah Mr. Orange, you fell outta the bowl!" Spencer laughed as he slam dunked an orange into the Shay's colourful fruit bowl.

Spencer moon walked outta the kitchen, his wallet safety in his back pocket. He stopped in front of the battery sculpture and my breath hitched.

"Something's not right…"

I'm screwed, it's over, I lost before I even got to have any fun or get rid of these stupid feelings!

"That's why! The battery should be facing the other way!" Spencer exclaimed, turning a battery over a smidge.

I in took some air, a smile on my face. As if I actually thought Spencer could ruin my entire master plan.

"Oh, and Sam? Whatever you are doing and trying to keep from Carly and I… you can't do it with your lip gloss smudged!"

And out ran Spencer, without another word.

That was close, way to close. I highly doubted Spencer will tell Carly. Spencer's weird like that. He respects schemes. So I fixed my lip gloss with the mirror in the compact, and left the Shay residence.

I stared at Fredward's door for a couple minutes. Was I a bad person? It wasn't like I was messing with his feelings… he knows things aren't permanent. This was a bad idea. But how else was I to deal with these feelings? The nub would never take me, and he'd probably laugh in my face if I ever tried to tell him. Plus, they might not even be real feelings… just bad pheromones getting to me head. I have to do this! No, I can't, it's just to…

The door swung open, and there stood Freddie, who looked distracted. He looked up at me, and smiled.

"Hey Melanie! Jeez, I almost forgot you said 8! I was about to go on a walk to clear my… never mind. Want to come in?"

I just nodded my head, scared out of my mind. What if I blew this? He would never let me live it down.

"You look really pretty." He said, closing the door behind me as I stepped in. My instant reaction was to say something sarcastic, but instead I found myself adjusting to my roll.

"Thank you Freddie, you look quite handsome yourself," I said with a smile. If I was Sam, I would make a remark about how the words "handsome" and "Freddie" didn't belong in the same sentence.

"Thanks. Hey Melanie… is Sam okay? I've been trying to text her but she's not responding."

I felt my heart leap into my throat. He was worried about me? He was trying to text me?

"Why were you trying to text her?" I asked, my eyes wide with wonder.

Freddie looked at me weird; "Um,you okay? You look like someone just told you that you were accepted into Hogwarts."

I coughed, "Oh yah, sorry, I'm just, excited to spend time with you," I said with a flirtatious smile.

"Okay," Freddie chuckled, "I was just texting her because she seemed weird earlier, just wanted to make sure she was doing okay."

"Aw, it's so sweet that you care!" I said cooing. Freddie looked at me weird again.

"Well, earlier, you seemed to be a bit more resentful towards your sister…" he murmured. That was my rookie mistake, finding out what he thought of me while not being me and sounding out of character. Stupid smart nub.

"Oh I am resentful towards her, I just," I started while standing closer to Freddie, "thought it was sweet of you to be so caring."

I was standing dangerously close to him now; his brown eyes would turn me into a slave, and make me tell him everything.

"Movie?" I asked, tilting my head in that familiar way Melanie does that always make her look like a sweet little puppy.

"Sure." Freddie smiled. He popped a movie into the dvd and we settled into his deep blue couch similar to one you would find in an office or a bank. His whole apartment was uber clean, as always.

Freddie sat next to me and I snuggled into him, enjoying the feel he had. His arm was around me, and it was so large. Damn boy was Melanie right!

The movie played and I recognized it as an old favourite of our gang. I didn't really pay attention; I was mostly intoxicated by Freddie's amazing cologne. And I think I detected a hint of after shave. Freddie shaved? Freddie Benson? If this was Sam talking I'd probably make some joke about him being a hairless pig.

I looked at him from the corner of my eye; his lips were taunting me. They looked so soft and smooth. But they didn't have to be taunting me right? I mean, I was Melanie now which meant I was now confident.

Was it easy to fake confidence? I wouldn't know. I turned my head around slightly so I was facing him. He cocked his eye brows at me.

"Y'know," I started, mentally reminding myself not to stutter, "It wasn't my intention to watch much of the movie."

He smiled at me seductively as I leaned into him and our lips met. They moved in synchronization as I tangled my hand in his hair. He wound his arms around my waist. Feelings tingled all over my body as I kissed the nerd, and I pushed him down so I was more on top of him now, kissing him deeper and harder. I could do this forever.

Then someone knocked on the door, and I burst off of Freddie into a sitting position.

"Freddie!" Carly's voice was shrill and demanding.

"Uhm… hold on!" he said nervously.

"Don't tell her I'm here!" I demanded, jumping behind the couch and making a run for the curtains on his windows. They were dark red and cotton, perfect for hiding. Freddie looked at me weird.

"Have you done this before?" a realised just how non-girly I was being, jumping over couches, running in a dress, automatically hiding without asking for help.

"Uh, I've seen Sam do it before."

Freddie's face got hard, "Sam's made out with guys in there apartment… and then hid?"

I looked at him strangely, "I don't know… I meant when she was hiding from mom and stuff."

Freddie fixed his collar nervously and mumbled oh; then went over to the door.

"Hey Carly; what up?" he asked with a smile.

"Clearly not a comb." She laughed pointing to Freddie's hair which was sticking up in every which direction.

"Haha, yah, fell asleep… bed head."

"Kay well, I'm back from dinner… and I wanted to work on iCarly a bit. Also, have you seen Sam? She wasn't at her house or mine. And she's not answering my texts!"

So that was who kept texting me…

"No I haven't seen her. She was upset earlier because there was something wrong with her mom…" Freddie answered, worried. Freddie was worried about me!

"Weird," said Carly, "well I'm sure she'll show up! Meet me in the studio."

With that Carly turned around and left.

"Sorry Freddie but I think it's time for me to go. I'm in a hotel tonight."

"Okay, do you need me to walk you down? It's not good to walk around alone at night, s'pecially when you're a girl."

"Nope, I've got a taxi coming." I walked towards the brown wooden door and stood close to Freddie.

"I had fun." I said with a smile, my arms rapping around his broad shoulder as I leant in for one quick simple kiss. It yet again, left me wanting more, which was not the point of my master plan. It was supposed to make me like him less.

"Bye Mel." He said, sort of distracted, checking his phone.

"Bye Freddie."

I sneakily walked out of Bushwell Plaza and onto the street in the breezy summer night air, my heels clicking loudly on the dark gravel; and I walked into a nearby gross portapotty. Melanie's pink tote bag was in my hands which contained my real clothes.

As I changed I wondered, how long could I keep this up?

Hey everyone!

Hope you guys liked the chapter :) A bit longer than usual, and a lil' steamy eh? ;)

And no worries, things won't get TOO steamy, it's rated teen so nothing too bad obviously :)

So the plans going on! But is it getting rid of her feelings, or only making them bigger? I'm sure his kissing doesn't help so much with the losing the feelings… :P

Anyways I finally watched iLost My Mind! BEST ENDING EVER! Can't wait for the next one!

FLIPPING INTENSE LOOKING!

Haha :P

Anyways, question for the night;

What kind of flaws do you see in Sam's plan? Things that could reveal her secret?

Don't forget to review!

-Sarah :D