Wow...another chapter in the span of two days? You guys must be privileged or something...lol...

Either that or I'm just pathetic and have no life! ;D

Not many chapters left, I'm thinking. Next up will be the big shindig! So...read on to see what's happening and as always, enjoy! :D

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Carly, half asleep, shuffled down the stairs in a rush. Her front door shook as someone had been pounding on it for a few minutes now, jarring her awake. She looked at the time, noting it was almost ten. "Just a minute!" she shouted, not particularly enjoying being awoken so early in the morning. She swung open her door, having Sam push past her.

"Morning, Carls," she greeted warmly. Carly shut her door and turned to face Sam. She had a confused, angry look on her face.

"Sam…why are you here…so early, no less?" Sam went to the cupboard and pulled out a fat cake.

" 'Cause you said we were going to get some extra crap to go with our dresses yesterday," she replied, tearing into the snack treat package. Carly just sighed and shook her head.

"Yeah…but I didn't think you'd be here this early…let alone here at all!" she snapped back angrily. Sam just grinned as she took a bite into the pastry treat.

"Hey…I'll admit, yesterday was kinda fun!"

"…When?" Carly shouted back at her. "All you did was complain how you didn't want to be there yesterday, griped about how everyone was far too 'girly' for their own good and you wanted to just go get food and call it a day." Sam finished one of the cakes and began to devour the second one.

"That's because everyone there was too girly for their own good and I needed to eat!" she replied to Carly.

"Look, Sam," Carly began, "you don't need to go with me. I can do this without you needing to go. I mean, that's why I brought your dress to my place for safe keeping."

"I thought you kept it here because you were afraid I'd ruin it somehow," Sam shot back.

"That too!" Sam pushed past Carly and plopped down on the couch. "Sam," she began softly. "This is a big deal to me. I know it's not all that big of a deal for you-" But Sam cut her off.

"Well, it actually is, Carly. Tim called me yesterday and said that he was looking forward to taking me. So…and I can't believe I'm saying this…I…" She shut her eyes tightly, dreading the next words that came out of her mouth. "…Want to look pretty for him," she said through clenched teeth. Carly's eyes bugged out at Sam.

"You…want to look pretty…for Tim?" she asked surprised. Sam just slowly nodded. "…Wow…"

"Yeah, so you don't need to go and be all giggly and reading into it, Carly. It's just a date…I mean, sure he's cute…and muscular…and tan…pretty much everything that is opposite of Frednub." Carly sat down on the couch and looked at Sam.

"Sam? Funny you should mention Tim…There's something you need to hear about him. The thing is-" but before Carly could finish, Sam's phone began to ring.

"Oh, hold that though, Carly. It's Tim," she replied with a small grin. "Yeah? Hey, s'up? …Nah, just sitting here with Carly. …Yeah, we're going to go out today and get some things that are going to go with our dresses apparently." Carly just sat there and watched the conversation play out on Sam's end. She was a bit concerned, only because she hadn't seen Sam act this way since she was dating Jonah. "…Shut up," she heard Sam say with a smile. "Hey, listen; I need to go. Carly and I have a long day ahead of us and we want to get there before all the good stuff is taken. …Yeah, I'll call you later then. Bye!" And Sam then hung up the phone. She just looked at a very shocked Carly and simply asked, "What?"

"Never mind," Carly replied, shaking her head. "I'm going to go get dressed and then we'll head out, okay?" she said, standing up.

"Sure; in the mean time, I'll just raid your fridge and watch some TV." Carly darted upstairs to get dressed while Sam turned on the TV. It wasn't too long before Carly's door knocked again. Sam just yelled from the inside, "IT'S OPEN!" The door swung open and Freddie poked his head through the door. Sam just rolled her eyes. "Great," she muttered. "Looks like my day just got ruined." Freddie came in and sat down next to Sam.

"Hey Sam…I need to talk to you." Sam just continued to zone in on the TV. "…Did you not hear me? I need to talk to you."

"…I heard you," Sam began, "but it doesn't mean that I'm going to listen to what you have to say." Freddie sighed.

"Sam…for once in our friendship, do you think you could not treat me like crap?" he asked her.

"I could…but that wouldn't be as fun," she replied with a smirk.

"Look, I'm going to say what I need to and just prepare myself for the worst," Freddie replied. Sam just glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

"Okay," she replied with a shrug.

"Tim…doesn't really want to go with the prom with you. He's just using it as an opportunity to have sex with you so he looks good for his friends!" Sam just slowly turned her gaze towards Freddie.

"So…what makes you suddenly care, Fredward?" she asked him.

"I…well…I just don't want you to get hurt. And I don't want your prom experience to be ruined by him!"

"Listen, Freddork; I'm a big girl. I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself! I've been doing it since the seventh grade, after all!" she snapped at him.

"But Sam," he began, but Sam shook her head.

"I don't care, Fredwina! I'm a big girl too, y'know! And if I want to do that with someone, it'll be when I say it will be, you got that?" she asked, poking him in the chest.

"Yeah, but-"

"And furthermore, Tim has everything you don't! He's cute, muscular and he's nice to be around and with!" Freddie just sat there, listening to Sam chew him out.

"I…I just wanted to warn you-" he stammered before she cut him off.

"Fine! Consider me warned! You did your job, now go!" she shouted at him. Freddie stood up with a disgusted look.

"Why did I even bother to try?" he muttered to himself. The door slammed shut behind him and Carly then came back downstairs.

"Who was that?" she asked Sam.

"Just the nub," Sam replied. "Wanted to warn me about Tim," she mocked. Carly shot a quickly look over to Sam as she was getting her coat.

"Well…did you ever stop and think how much you really know about Tim? Maybe Freddie overheard something that we're not aware of," Carly replied.

"Right, Carls. More like Fredward over there is just jealous that every girl shot him down. What does that tell you about him?"

"Sam, that's not called for!" she chided. "Freddie is still our friend!" Sam just rolled her eyes in response.

"Carly…Freddie is probably just jealous that he doesn't have a date and is now doing everything he can to get one," Sam replied to her. She stood up and walked over to the door. "Now, lets go do this so we can get home and start working on what we're going to film for iCarly at the prom." She walked out of Carly's apartment, Carly following close behind.

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Across the hall…

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Freddie sat in front of his computer, typing out a report for his History class. Even though he had caused this predicament about Sam's prom date, he really didn't feel guilty anymore. I warned her, he thought to himself as he clacked away at his keyboard. She's right though - she's able to handle herself and I'm sure that she will make it very clear to Tim that she isn't interested in that sort of stuff.

He leaned back in his chair, just staring at the computer monitor. I'm just glad that my nightmare is over! He sighed mentally. I'm also just glad that no one saw me out at the mall yesterday with my mother! Bad enough that I'm going to be going to prom without a date. He resumed clacking at the keyboard once more, finishing his research paper. Still, he thought, it could be worse. I could be going with Sam, he thought with a chuckle. He saved two copies of his paper, printed it out and then put it neatly on his desk for his class tomorrow on Monday.

…I hope Sam doesn't get burned by him.

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Yeah...I know what you're all thinking - Freddie cares! Well...he's just concerned, but he STILL doesn't want to go with Sam! And it looks like Sam really doesn't care or doesn't believe Freddie. Either way, Sam is still going with Tim and Carly is still going with Griffin! (...I like Criffin.....is that so wrong?)

So...how is this going to play out? You'll just have to wait and see!

Until next time!