They had now been in the hotel around an hour, and it was time to go out for tea. They had chosen a restaurant called Shetland sheep. Carly had chosen it, and it was quite close to their hotel. They had already reserved five seats and they were now sat at the table, deciding what to order.

"Freddie, why don't you come and sit next to me darling?" Mrs. Benson asked her son.

"I'm fine here thanks mum!" Freddie practically begged to stay there.

"But Freddie!" His mum begged. They were on a table that had one seat on the end, and two on both the sides. Freddie was sat on the end, Mrs. Benson and Carly on one side, Spencer and Sam on the other.

"Why?"

"I don't like being on my own!" She complained.

"You have Carly right next to you!" Sam stated.

"Yeah, but I want someone else! Can't Carly swap with someone?" Carly was not at all offended, even though Mrs. Benson was making out she wasn't very good company.

"How about I come to sit next to you?" Spencer suggested.

"I guess it'll do!" Carly got up, and Mrs. Benson moved to the side nearest Freddie. Freddie pulled a face at Carly. She instantly got the message, and swapped with Freddie. So now she was at the end of the table. When Mrs. Benson looked across and realized Freddie had somehow ended up next to Sam, she frowned.

Carly. - Mrs. Benson

Who is this please? - Carly

It's Mrs. Benson! Freddie's mum. - Mrs. Benson

How do you have my number? - Carly

I have every one of Freddie's contacts. It helps keep him safe! Duh! - Mrs. Benson

Ok then? - Carly

So, I need your help - Mrs. Benson

This can't be good… - Carly

Hey! I need you to tell me something. - Mrs. Benson

What? - Carly

Do you know who Freddie has a crush on? - Mrs. Benson

I don't think Freddie has a crush! - Carly

I know he does! - Mrs. Benson

Then no, I don't know! - Carly

Carly knew full well both of her best friends were crushing, but had no idea on whom. She text Freddie.

Freddie! Your mums annoying me! - Carly

SORRY! What's she doing now? - Freddie

She's texting me! - Carly

Did you give her your number? Why? - Freddie

Nope! Apparently she has every one of your contacts. It helps keep you safe. - Carly

Oh no! You're joking me right? - Freddie

Nope! - Carly

This is bad! What was she texting you about? - Freddie

You! - Carly

WHAT WAS SHE SAYING? - Freddie

She wanted to know who you had a crush on, she was certain you had one. - Carly

I wish she wouldn't do that! - Freddie

You didn't deny it! :D - Carly

And? - Freddie

You have a crush! YEY! - Carly

And? - Freddie

Who is it? Tell me the details! - Carly

YOU DON'T NEED TO KNOW. - Freddie

YES I DO. - Carly

Food;) - Freddie

Stop changing the subject! Ohhh, FOOD! - Carly

The food had arrived. Sam had a massive plate of ham. No side orders, just ham. Hammy ham. Ham. Everyone looked at her plate weirdly, and then looked up at her. She was a gigantic fork and was already tucking in! Carly had ordered pizza and fries. Freddie ordered an English breakfast, for tea. Spencer and Mrs. Benson ordered chicken pasta. Yummy. But food wasn't the only thing they could all think of. It was a very quiet meal; they all had a lot on their minds. For once, tomorrow they all knew where they were going. A place called St. Ives. It was apparently a really beautiful town, and they were all looking forward to it. Once they got home, they were all tired, and it Mrs. Benson decided it was bedtime anyway! Sam and Freddie both had a secret hope. They wouldn't fall out of bed again in the morning! They didn't want Carly taking anymore photos! People might think they actually were near each other on the holiday!

Once again, Mrs. Benson woke up prompt. She once again walked through to her beloved son's room, and once again, was shocked. Ok, this is getting ridiculous! Sam and Freddie were both laid on the floor in the gap in-between their two beds! This was the third morning in a row! She woke up Spencer and Carly, and they admired the view. They weren't so close this time, but still both had a massive big smile. The Same smile Mrs. Benson had seen when Freddie was staring at the ceiling, the same smile as when the elephants attacked, and the same smile that was always there when they were around each other.

"Guys?" Carly whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Do either of you two get the feeling that these two actually like the position they are in?"

"You know what Carly, I have the very same one. And I hate to ask, but do you think that there may be a tiny chance these two might like each other?" Mrs. Benson shuddered.
"I had the same thought!" Spencer said. Carly and Spencer looked at each other and smiled. Freddie and Sam liked each other! Maybe? Mrs. Benson looked worried.

Once they had got the sleepy heads out of bed, sorry, I mean off the floor, they had bacon for breakfast, and then set off for St. Ives. It was a three hour drive, and it was mainly filled with Sam's complaining.

"Are we there yet?"

"No!"

"Are we there yet?"

"No!"

"Are we there yet?"

"No!"

"Sam?" Carly said.

"Yeah?" She asked.

"Zip it!"

"But I'm bored!"

They finally arrived at St. Ives. It had been a nice past hour with the kids asleep, tiered from playing the game. They found a parking spot near the beach, and decided this would be where they would go first. Spencer leaned into the back and tried to wake them up.

"Carly, Sam, Freddie!" He cooed. Carly and Freddie opened their eyes, getting the hint that they had arrived. Sam stayed fast asleep.

"Sam!" Carly shook her best friend. She did not budge. "Sam!" She was not moving. "SAM!" She called.

"Samantha!" Freddie called quietly. Sam woke up with a start. She looked around.

"Unbelievable! How come she wakes up when you call her quietly! I called her like ten million times!"

"Beats me!" Freddie shrugged.

"Are we here?" Sam asked sleepily.

"Yeah! We're heading to the beach first!" Spencer said excitedly.

"Just don't go to near the water Freddie!" Mrs. Benson instructed.

"Mum!" He rolled his eyes at his mums overprotective-ness. They got out of the car and walked down the large slope. Spencer was left to carry all of the stuff again. This time they found a spot near the caves. It was a lovely lush beach, as good as the ones in America. The caves were deep and dark. Freddie, Sam and Carly decided to go explore them, without notifying Mrs. Benson, she obviously would not approve. They climbed in with their phones for light.

"Do you have any idea how long these caves actually are?" Carly asked, worried already.

"Nope, but we're about to find out!" The cave slowly got wider as they kept on walking. Suddenly, a loud beeping sound filled the cave.

"What was that?" Carly asked, still scared.

"Just my phone, It's running out!" Sam said casually, not realising that once it did run out, there would be one less light source.

"But then we will have less light!" Carly started to panic.

"Carly! It's fine, we'll just go a little further and then we will start to walk back!" Freddie explained. Ahead they could see a pool of water, obviously left behind from the sea.

"Don't go too near the water Fredwierd, you might drown!" Sam teased.

"Sam! You know my mum was just being cautious about me!"

"Yeah exactly! So be safe little boy! I'm not 'saving your life' a second time!"

"And when have you ever saved my life before?"

"The other night remember! I saved you from dying from pneumonia! Duh!" Sam said like it was obvious. He did not have time to reply though.

"FREDWARD BENSON!" Oh no.

"Yeah?" He called. His mum had come looking for him. He was in deep trouble now!

"Where are you?" His mum shouted.

"He's over here near the WATER!" Sam teased.

"WATER? Freddie? Are you OK?" Mrs. Benson was genuinely worried about him. She walked up to them and pulled Freddie into a hug.

"I saved him AGAIN Mrs. Benson!" Sam said in a sweet, girly voice. Freddie looked at her, and though she could not see it, she knew he was rolling his eyes. But he didn't object.

"Really?" Mrs. Benson said in disbelief.

"Yep!" Sam said with a smile on her face.

"Well then thank you Sam, maybe you're not as bad as I thought!" Freddie and Carly exchanged glances and then looked over at Sam in disbelief. They now started to walk back to the beach. For some strange reason Mrs. Benson had a giant torch in her backpack; So it was easier to find their feet. Once back, sun-creamed her son and his two best friends (Much to their dislike). Carly laid down on one of the deckchairs to tan. Sam did the same, but was intending on sleeping more than the tanning side of it. Carly was in a long, floral summer dress, whilst Sam was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. Puckett dose not do dresses! Freddie laid on the blanket and started to read. He did not get any peace as he had hoped for though! He was hit on the back by a pebble. He shrugged it off and continued reading. He was hit on the back by a pebble. He tuned around to see Sam sat up cross legged in her deck chair, with a pile of stones, rocks and pebbles in her lap. She was ready to aim a third time, but not at Freddie, at his mum!

"Sam no!" Freddie stopped her.

"Why? Your mums annoying!"

"That dose not mean you can just lob a rock at her though!"

"I was going to throw a pebble!"

"They're the same thing!"

"No they're not! Hence the difference in names! ROCK and PEBBLE!"

"Are you two really having this argument?" They both turned their heads to Carly. She was now sat up with her arms folded, looking sternly at them.

"Its not an argument!" Sam protested.

"Its a discussion!" Freddie followed.

"Yeah!" Sam agreed. Carly looked at her two best friends. She need to talk to Sam later about Freddie.

"Whatever! Just stop whatever you're doing that is annoying me and leave each other alone!" she sighed then laid back again, adjusting her sunglasses. Freddie shrugged and laid back down, attempting to get into his book again. He was hit on the back by a pebble/rock. he turned around. Sam was in the same position as before.

"SAM! Will you please leave me alone!"

"I don't want to!"

"Stop assaulting me!"

"I don't want to!" This time it was Spencer who broke up their civilised conversation.

"What's up guys?"

"Sam keeps throwing Rocbbles at me!" Freddie complained.

"Rocbbles?" Spencer asked, confused.

"Rocks or pebbles! Duh!" Sam explained.

"Are rocks and pebbles not the same thing?" Spencer asked.

"NO! OF COURSE NOT!" Sam and Freddie both shouted at once in defence.

"Not this again!" Carly complained. She sat up and eyed them all. Mrs. Benson came over.

"What you talking about?" She asked.

"They're arguing about whether rocks and pebbles are the same thing!" Carly said, frustrated. When Mrs. Benson started to get into the discussion, Carly got her camera out and started to record it. It would be great for iCarly tonight!

"Its not an argument! Its a discussion!" Sam protested again.

"But rocks and pebbles are the same thing!" Spencer shouted.

"No they're not!" Sam shouted.

"Yes they are!" Mrs. Benson argued.

"No they're not!" Freddie shouted.

"Yes they are!" Spencer shouted.

"No they're not!" Sam said.

"Yes they are!" Mrs. Benson said.

"No they're not!" Freddie protested.

"Yes they are!" Spencer protested. It was Sam and Freddie VS Spencer and Mrs. Benson. Carly couldn't help but chuckle. This was perfect for iCarly!