Epilogue: Kid74c, here it is, you happy? Haha. Ugh, I shouldn't have stayed up all night...
~obsessive-elphaba
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"Sam, are you ssue you want to go through with this?" Carly asked. This was a new level for the blond. She was wearing a skirt. Sure it was a black skirt that had it's edges, and she was wearing leggings... It was still weird.
"YES." Sam rolled her eyes, not wanting to go through this again.
"Carls, chillax." Melanie shook her head. "It's one date. It won't do her any harm."
"I would be worried about Fredwad, not me." Sam chuckled looking back at her friends, who smiled at her.
"Nervous?" Carly smirked.
"No."
"Just a little?" Melanie smiled.
"No." Sam snapped.
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"FREDDIE!"
"Mom, I'm not going to take my tik lotion with me!" The brunette snapped.
"But your tiks!"
"I don't HAVE tiks!"
"Well, what if she does?!" Mrs. Benson shouted.
"She doesn't!"
"You don't know where she's been!"
"She doesn't have tiks!" Freddie groaned, leaving the apartment.
Simultaneeously, Sam was backing out of Carly's apartment. They ran into each other. "Hey." She nodded.
"Ready?"
"Yeah..." Sam could hear her heart racing and feel her cheeks flushing as he grabbed her hand. Freddie, on the other hand (literally) was relieved she hadn't killed him yet.
"You don't have tiks do you?" He whispered.
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Ta dah. THE END! It's short. I don't care. Sue me. That reminds me: iCarly isn't mine and never will be... NEVER. REVIEW IT OR SCREW IT!
~obsessive-elphaba