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Disclaimer: "I will be the second owner of iCarly."
"What happened to the first owner?"
"Nothing you can prove…" hehe :)
Previously on iPause:
It's been two weeks. TWO WEEKS! And nothing has happened! Everyday they get more and more miserable because they're not together. And they won't get together because they're too stubborn to admit anything. And they're too stubborn because they're too scared of each other. GAH! I can't stand it any longer. I can't stand seeing my best friends like this. Sam's not even eating as much anymore. I offered her ham yesterday and she refused! I almost had a heart attack. And Freddie is just sulking everywhere he goes. Nope. I'm not standing for it. Something has to be done. They are not going to like it but it's the only way. I've got a plan. And it's brilliant…
Chapter 9:
You gotta do what you gotta do.
Carly's POV
I had devised a plan that was risky even for Sam. I kept asking myself, what if it ruins their friendship? The only answer I could find was, what if it doesn't? I kept on weighing up the pros and cons of my plan. What if they did completely the opposite of what I wanted them to do? What if it got awkward and they completely ignored each other? What if they never forgave me for meddling? But then what if it was the best thing for them? What if they could be so happy? All they needed was a push. Then a thought hit me like a tonne of bricks. Was I willing to risk my friendship with them in order to let them be happy? It made me sad to think about it. But I was. I was willing to do anything for them. After all what they had done for me, it was the least I could do.
So a couple days later, we were all sitting at the kitchen table enjoying the spaghetti tacos Spencer had made for us. We were just talking about random stuff like iCarly, school, weird teachers, when Freddie started talking about college.
"I want to try to get into MIT. The facilities there are awesome and I think it would be amazing. Don't you think?" Freddie asked us, more or less looking for some reassurance that he could get in. Of course he could, he's Freddie. I smiled and nodded in response while Sam laughed.
"Nerd." She jibed, taking a massive bite of spaghetti. Freddie rolled his eyes at her and sighed.
"Well, what are you going to do then Miss Puckett? Got any plans?" he asked mockingly. Sam sank into her seat a little looking between us both. Okay, so now I was curious. Sam could have just said no, but she didn't, so that means she has an idea. And judging by the look on her face, she was reluctant to tell us.
"Sam?" I said, urging her to answer. She looked at me with wide eyes as she saw my comforting look and she glanced back at Freddie, who was looking back at Sam curiously. Sam sighed and straightened up in her seat.
"I wanted… I wanted to do performing arts." She said quickly not taking her eyes off of her plate. I was surprised. She had never told me about this before. Freddie just smiled at her; no surprise in his features whatsoever.
"Really?" I asked. She nodded. She looked up and saw Freddie smiling at her.
"What're you smiling at dweeb?" Sam's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Freddie just continued to smile.
"I'm just trying to imagine you as a ballerina." I giggled. Sam, however, did not find it funny.
"Don't think I can do it, Benson?" she challenged, leaning forward slightly. Freddie raised his eyebrows.
"I never said you couldn't do it, did I?" he countered. Sam shook her head and continued eating as if nothing ever happened. She didn't want to tell us because she didn't think she could do it. I knew she could do it. She's an amazing dancer, she's hilarious on iCarly and she is a beautiful singer. She doesn't know that I've heard her sing before. I didn't mean to, but she was in my room singing by herself when I walked past one day. She sounded so brilliant, but I didn't bring it up because I knew she would get embarrassed.
"I think you should dance on iCarly." I offered. Sam almost choked on her food when I said this.
"What? I'm not dancing in front of that!" she exclaimed, jabbing her fork in Freddie's direction.
"Hey!" he protested, obviously offended. "Why not?" Freddie tried, "You do random dancing all the time on iCarly."
"Well, that's different."
"Does it matter?"
"YES!"
They kept going back and forth like this for a while. The plan was never going to work if this kept happening. I sighed and put my head down on the table, harder then I had planned… I have a bruise. But after that, the both of them stopped abruptly and looked at me, which I'm not going to lie, was all kinds of creepy. I was busy rubbing the sore spot on my forehead when they turned back to each other and said, you guessed it, "Pause."
I stared at them for a second, watching them change from aggressive arguing to calm conversation. Are they flipping bi-polar? I suppose I should have been used to it by then but it was still a shock as to how they were doing it. Anyway, after that, when Sam finished she excused herself (?) and went home muttering something about Frothy needing to be fed. Freddie and I took the plates and put them in the dishwasher.
"Tell Spencer thanks for the food." He said walking towards the door. It's now or never Carly, I told myself. I had to put the plan into action while I still could. It's for Sam and Freddie. It's for Sam and Freddie.
"Freddie, wait." I stopped him and he turned to face me from the other side of the room.
"Yeah, Carls?" he asked. I walked closer to him so we were just a few feet apart. It's for Sam and Freddie.
"So, I was thinking…" I said, taking a step closer to him. "Maybe you'd wanna pick up where we left off? You know, after the taco truck incident." I finished, smiling sweetly. I may have been smiling, but inside I felt horrible. I felt like I was betraying my best friend. It's for Sam and Freddie.
Freddie's eyes widened and he took a step back, away from my advances. He was clearly panicking; he had no clue what was going on.
"Wh-What are you talking about, Carly?" He asked nervously. I moved in again.
"I'm talking about you. Me. Us…" I explained, lifting my hand to play with his hair flirtatiously. Freddie frowned and grabbed hold of the hand, taking it away from him and putting it back by my side.
"No. Carly, this is not happening." He said strongly, although there was still a little fear in his voice. The fear of not wanting to hurt his best friend. Aww. I'm sorry Freddie but this is the only way. I thought this to him. I had to put him under pressure now. I had to make him crack.
"But why? Don't you love me? Is it something I did? Is it the way I look?..." I continued rapidly spurting off these shallow insecurities, my voice getting higher as I tried to move towards him. Freddie's eyes got wider (if that was possible) and the state of panic came back as I fired off these questions.
"…Is it the way I dress? Or my make-up? Or my-"
"I'm in love with someone else!" Freddie blurted out, throwing his hand over his mouth in shock after he'd said it. He stared off into the middle distance, his hand slipping from his face limply. "Oh my God. I'm in love with her." He said to himself. He finally realised. "Oh my God. I'm in love… She is going to kill me! I'm a dead man!" Freddie started pacing and it took all of me not to smile at him. He looked back at me and I put my poker face on.
"I'm sorry Carly, I gotta go." And with that he sprinted out the door. I stood there for a few moments before squealing loudly and dancing around the couch in victory. I broke Freddie. He realised that he was in love with Sam! My plan worked. Which is weird 'cause they never work. It's like the universe is out to get me or something. Well Mr. Universe, I think that it's Carly one, universe zilch. Now, it's time for Sam…
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