A/N: And here's Chapter 2! All your reviews were so kind! I hope you like this chapter as much as you liked the first one. :D Anyways, enjoy! ~~JW
Sam's POV
God, school is so boring. I don't know how I'm going to survive this year, being a good student like I want to actually try to do. Thankfully I'm dating the top student in the class so he can help me if I don't distract him too much. Haha, I'm just kidding… kind of.
A crazy part of me did want to scream about my relationship with Freddie from the rooftops, but then I'd remember how people would act and the sane part of me would smack the crazy part of me into silence. I really love Freddie (yes, love) and I don't want anything interfering with me finally being happy. With Jonah and Pete, the only two guys you could ever really consider my boyfriends, there was always something wrong. Jonah was a jerk who decided he actually liked Carly instead, and Pete only liked that I could fight and kiss well. We just didn't have much in common outside of those two activities.
But with Freddie… he was like the exact counterpart to me. It doesn't seem like we'd have a lot in common, but we surprisingly do, and even in the areas where we're not similar, we love those differences in each other and are willing to do things to make them happy. I watch Galaxy Wars with Freddie whenever he wants, and he's gone to Build-A-Bra with me. Yes, he's made a bit more of a sacrifice than I did by going in that estrogen-ridden store with me, but he didn't complain once, and I made it up to him later. But a lady doesn't kiss and tell.
Freddie and I are really happy, even happier than we ever imagined, and we don't want anything getting in the way of that. So we're eliminating that problem by not telling anyone. I'll miss him when we can't hold hands or kiss at school, but it'll be worth it in the long run.
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Carly's POV
"SPENCER!" I yelled as soon as I got home from school. Freddie had to run some errands for his mom and Sam decided to go with him, so I figured it was the perfect time to start hatching my devious plan. And who better to help develop a devious plan than my big brother?
He came downstairs with his hand stuffed inside a stuffed penguin. "Hey, what's up?"
I looked at him strangely. "First, though, what's with the penguin?"
"I was working on a sculpture that represents the secrets beneath society, then I accidentally dropped a screwdriver and it stabbed it, so I decided to add it to the sculpture. Perfectly reasonable explanation," he said without missing a beat.
I shook my head. "Well, speaking of secrets, Sam and Freddie aren't going to tell anyone about them!"
He took the penguin off his hand and put it on the counter. "They're not telling anyone at all?"
"Yeah! Can you believe that? I'm so mad. Do you know how much people would want to know something like this!"
"Did they tell you why?"
"They said they 'don't want people interfering,'" I said using air-quotes. "They think people will constantly bother them about it and they want to just 'enjoy their relationship.' Pssht! I don't get it!"
"Okay, calm down…"
"NEVER TELL A GIRL TO CALM DOWN!" I yelled. "You're my older brother! You have to help me out them!"
"Out them? What exactly are you planning?" he asked, clearly wary of what I might ask him to do.
I smiled. "Just trust me. It's a great plan, AND it'll finally make Sam and Freddie be public with their relationship."
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Freddie's POV
"Hey, can I ask you something?" I asked Sam, sitting in the passenger seat of my car. My mom finally agreed to get me a car. She's finally accepting that I'm growing up, and she knows I'm responsible enough to take care of my own car. It's an older car and it was cheap, but it's still a set of wheels.
"Sure, what's up?" she said. She was playing with her fingernails and looked up when I spoke to her.
"Why do you think Carly was so upset that we're not telling anyone about us?"
She put her hands down and really thought. "Hmm, I guess I hadn't thought about it." She looked at me and leaned her head against the headrest. "Why do you think?"
"I was thinking that she wants the extra ratings for iCarly. I believe she really is happy for us, but she figured we'd use it to our advantage too, and now it's not happening." I shrugged. "It's just one idea."
My girlfriend nodded and looked back ahead. "Y'know, it's been awhile since Carly dated anyone. Is it possible she's kind of jealous?" She paused for a moment, then said, "Not because she likes you, but because she wants a relationship to flaunt."
"Why would that make her mad that we're not telling anyone, though?"
"She wants to be able to brag about a relationship, but she hasn't had one in awhile, so she wants to live through us. But then we tell her we want it to be a secret and her plan's useless again."
"That's a good thought," I said sincerely. Carly would definitely think along those lines.
We were silent for a few moments, when Sam suddenly spoke up again. "What about Brad?"
I looked at her strangely. "What about him?"
"He's single, right? And Carly obviously thinks he's such a great guy since she was listing all these great things about him when she was trying to set me up with him. Why don't we play some match-making?" she proposed.
"Carly and Brad?" I pondered for a moment. "That might actually work…"
"I'm so smart," Sam bragged proudly. I grinned over at her. My girlfriend's adorable.
"Alright, so we'll set up Carly and Brad," I confirmed.
"Indeed. Kiss on it?" she asked eagerly.
"I'm driving right now, I can't kiss you at the moment," I explained teasingly.
"Party pooper," she jokingly muttered. But then she flashed a big smile and I fell in love all over again. I reached over and held her hand as I drove us back to Bushwell Plaza.
A/N: You should review. If you don't, it's further proof that the other countries are beating us. ;) ~~Jamie Walsh