I think Carly knows something is up.
It's nice she contacted us though. She'd seen the iCarly podcast and requested a video chat, wanting to talk to us.
She keeps giving me 'that' look – through a computer! 'That' look being the 'we need to talk privately later about your future relationship with this boy' look.
I've already told her I'm not into him like that.
We are just talking like we usually do back in Seattle, just sharing information about our lives. Though it's different this time. Freddie and I are close
again, squashed up on my bed. This, I think, is the main reason for Carly giving me these looks.
She thinks it's romantic.
It's not though. She doesn't know the situation that we are both in.
We have the Flubadubs.
We can't help being close and chiz.
I don't think I'm going to tell her about my Flubadubs.
Freddie can reveal his if he wants too, but that's not up to me.
I'm going to avoid this little talk.
"So what has been your favourite part of California?" I actually don't know the answer to that one… I'm thinking it was the movie day maybe.
But I can't say that. Then Carly will know something is up.
"The movie day. That was really good." Wow. Freddie just took the words right out of my mouth.
"Me too." Freddie is looking at me. Should I look back? It's like he's trying to read my eyes. It's been a few seconds now. Has he forgotten Carly is there? She'll think we're romantically staring into each other's eyes!
But, really, it's the Flubatracts.
We can't help it!
I should break eye contact.
Carly is wiggling her eyebrows at me.
Hey… "You won Freddie!" Cover-up solved!
"He won what?" Freddie looks even more confused than her.
"The staring competition. We've been having loads recently, haven't we Fredhead?"
"…Yeah…"
"You guys are so strange." It's not our fault!
"The beach is good too." Trying to change the topic.
"Yeah. The sand is practically white and the sea is so clear. It's amazing!" The nub can be so nubby sometimes.
"And they have the best ice-cream!"
"Of course you'd be thinking about food, Sam."
"What else do you think I'd be thinking about, Shay?"
"Boys? I'm sure there are loads of hot ones on that beach!"
"I haven't noticed."
"Oh, come on Sam! You haven't noticed any cute lifeguards of anything?"
"Nope." I've seriously been too distracted to think about other guys.
"You're so strange. Be sure to try and spot some before the end of the holiday. What else did you even go to California for?"
"Because I didn't want to be alone since certain someone went to Yakima!"
"I don't know you'd be alone. And besides, you seem happy just where you are!"
"I'm fine now."
"Just try and look out for them. And try to get a few numbers, too! You need a boyfriend, Sam!" I can just tell be his face that Freddie is comfortable with this.
"They're from California. It'd be a bit of a long-distance relationship!"
"You don't need them specific guys as a boyfriend. Getting to talk to more guys increases your confidence and gives you a 75% higher chance of getting a boyfriend."
"Where do you get this stuff from?"
"Magazines."
"Of course."
"I am still here you know!" Don't worry Freddie. I didn't forget you were there. The Flubaheats won't let me!
"No-one cares."
"Harsh, Sam!"
"Harsh, Sam!" I think I do a pretty good impression of him.
"Oh, real mature!"
"Sais you."
"When am I ever immature?"
"Do you have all night?"
"GUYS!" Now, it's not impossible to forget Carly is there. "Stop arguing!"
Silence.
"So, what you been doing Carly? Met any cute guys?" That should set her off.
"Yeah! The guy next door is so cute! I think he's like 19 but I don't care. I'll try and send you a picture. And don't even get me started on his abs! And ohhh, his eyes are so…"
She's not even looking at the screen anymore, is she? She's got her eyes closed. Probably imagining the guy without a shirt.
She'll be going on for a while.
"Carly!"
"Carly!"
"CARLY!" I can raise my voice quite high.
"We're going to have to go."
"Yeah."
"Awww, do you two need to go to beddy byes?"
"It is like 11. Yeah."
"You don't understand. My mother makes us get up super-early."
"I'll speak to you soon?"
"Yeah. Night!"
"Night!"
"Night!" She cut us off.
"I guess I'll go to sleep then."
"Yeah. See you in the morning."
"Night." Why is he still in my room? He's giving me that look again.
I'm tucked into bed now. Why isn't he going?
Oh, no. He's getting closer. I know exactly what's coming.
He just kissed me on the forehead.
He's just caused the Flubadubs to come back to life.
And now he left.
Is this becoming some kind of routine?
I think it is.
If I didn't have the Flubadubs, I think I might have killed him by now.
Or at least questioned him.
But I know it's the Flubadubs fault. And my fault, since I'm the cause of his.
He's not very good at hiding his Flubadubs, is he? I don't go around expressing my Flubadubs with my lips.
Poor boy. I wonder what he must be thinking. I don't think he knows that I have them, too. I don't think smartboy would have been observant enough to figure that out.
Imagine if didn't have the Flubadubs and Freddie just did? I'd actually think he had a…crush…on me.
But that'd never happen. Everyone knows that Freddie and I would never got together. The only person that knows that I even consider him as a friend is Carly.
I wonder if Freddie still has a crush on Carly. I think he might have moved on though. I mean, he seems to be paying more attention to me than anyone else. But that might just be because of the Flubadubs.
What should I do now? All this thinking has made me un-tired.
Maybe I should just listen to my PearPod.
It should take my mind off all this chiz.
I thought I was supposed to be ignoring them.
But it seems I can't.
It seems they're taking over my life.