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Bringing Carly Shay Down
Chapter 4 : First Target is Carly Shay's Boyfriend
Monday, September 9, 7:45 AM
Ridgeway High, Changing Room
This Journal is the Property of:
C.C. & S.P.
If you've come across this little book of mine and you opened the very first page of it, I'm glad to congratulate you. But the following entries are entirely written with mature content. Any psychological damage, madness, physical, emotional and mental disorders brought to you by this book does not concern me. If you do wish to live until the next morning, please drop this to the ground or return it to the place where you've seen it. If you do not, your secrets will go out in a very public manner. This journal is a psychic. If you don't know what a psychic means, then you need someone to tell you that you're dumb and pathetic.
Thank you.
Sincerely,
Your Worst Nightmare
And that is my introductory speech for my journal that my twin gave me. I liked writing that bit. If you do, thank you very much.
My first official entry in my journal is my To-Do-List. I have already written that on a piece of paper once but I'm so lazy to write it all over again so I just pasted it.
And now, the very first plan. VOILA!
Bringing Carly Shay Down: First Day of Destruction
Project:
Impress Everyone with My Looks and Bikini Swimsuit
(Sounds gross, I know)
Goal:
Steal Austin Noel—Carly Shay's bf
How To Do It:
First off, exchange flirty glances with him. Smile and wave to get his attention. Walk in front of him with my swimsuit on and say 'hi' whether Carly and her friends are with him or not. End of plan.
Now that I'm finished reading that stuff for over a hundred times already, I feel so grossed about myself. I feel like whore. I mean, when did I become so slutty? I have never even talked to a guy longer than five minutes when I was in middle school and during my past years at Melanie's school. The only guy (I don't consider him a guy, NOT AT ALL) I have talked to (I can't even consider it talking, it's more like arguing) was Freddie Benson. Sure, we hang out a lot during our past iCarly rehearsals and webcasts, but that was BEFORE when I haven't realized that my ex-best friend was BETRAYING me.
Thinking back to what my sister says about this issue about my being in love with the dork, it's actually pretty shocking for me. I have two choices; avoid Freddie or act like nothing happened. If I were to avoid him, it would seem like I am really in love with him, which is ABSOLUTELY not true.
But if I were to act like nothing happened, Melanie would surely think that I'm making that as an excuse to be with him and be able to talk to him.
OR I could flee and hide in the countryside where no one knows me. I could just be a normal eighteen year old girl who worries about nothing and live my life to the fullest. No rules, no restrictions. That would be easier.
Now back to the point. Yes, it was I who decided to get revenge against my ex-best friend. However, I have no idea how I got to this point of seducing the hottest boy in the campus. It's disgusting.
Okay, I'm backing out.
Yeah, yeah, call me a coward or a quitter. I don't care. All I know is that I'm not going to do this.
When Melanie finds out about this, she, in no way, is going to approve with my sudden change of heart. Yes, things are going out of control and they need to be stopped!
At first, I was completely psyched up with this whole revenge thing while Melanie keeps bugging me with her what-if's. What if Carly finds out? What if you fail? What if someone uncovers your secret identity? What if? All the drama...she's passing it to me.
AAAAAAARRGHHHHH!
Crazy dilemmas, leave me alone.
"Cyril?"
I close the journal and quickly throw it inside my bag. Oh my gosh, did I just get busted?
I nervously looked up to see who it is. Oh, it's Melanie.
"Let's go!" She grabs my hand. I take a towel and wrap it around my body.
"What are you doing?" Melanie asks, eyeing my towel darkly.
I chew the bottom of my lip nervously. "Mel," I say, shaking my head. "I can't do this."
"How can you back out now?" She hisses. "You can't ruin this opportunity with just a spur of the moment decision!" I watch myself being dragged mercilessly by my own sister to the swimming pool.
This is not going to be fun. Not at all.
Monday, September 9, 8:02 AM
Ridgeway High, swimming pool
I am sitting on a bench behind our Phys. Ed. Teacher, thinking quietly. Melanie's talking to one of my old friends back in eighth grade: Wendy. I kind of miss her. I want to talk to her but I have to avoid everyone else. And Melanie has to stay apart from me when in public.
But Wendy wouldn't recognize me, would she?
No, no, no. Wendy's part of the past. And she's not friends with Cyril Clearwater.
Coach Terry blows the whistle. "Class!" She raises her hand and signals for the students to pay attention. "Gather up. NOW!"
The rest of the class follows. I see Carly wrap her arm around Austin's and walk together.
Eew.
Soon, I'll be the one walking hand in hand with Austin Noel. Watch out, Shay.
Good thing my confidence is coming back.
Coach Terry discusses the first practical test while I stare at Carly and Austin secretly. I checked Austin's schedule last Friday to see if we share same schedules for P.E. Hahahaha! Not so much of a stalker, eh?
I see the girls line up. Coach Terry blows the whistle for the second time and two students jump into the water and swim all the way to the end of the pool.
I gasp.
RACING?
Oh my goodness, I love swimming!
"Clearwater! What are you doing here? Line up with the girls!" Coach Terry yells at me as soon as she sees me sitting behind her.
She totally loves to yell at people.
I stand up and search the whole area for Austin. Oh, there he is! With the boys on the other side.
I'm here, Austin!
He finally takes notice of my existence. I give him a mischievous smile and wave. He smiles back. YES!
Level one, complete. MWAHAHAHAHA.
I walk to the end of the line and follow behind a small girl about 4"10 in height. My face lights up. Finally! Someone who's shorter than me. Five inches shorter. Now I'd stop feeling like a dwarf or a pixie. My height matters to me. Just so you know.
I turn my attention back to the start of the line. Oh, it's Melanie's turn!
"GO MELANIE!"
Crap. Did I just say that out loud?
Heads turn. The boys laugh. Can I just stop being dangerously stupid?
And at that moment when my eyes land at Austin's face, I see something that practically made my day.
Austin is grinning, giving me two thumbs up.
TWO THUMBS UP.
I hardly get that from anyone. Oh, I just died.
I look around and see Melanie wink before diving into the pool. The very second her body sinks underwater and up again, there is this large splash of water that wets most of the girls in front. But that doesn't come from Melanie, it was from her opponent, Chelsea, one of Carly's popular girly girl friends who can't swim. I mean, not as professional as my sister. Melanie swims like a pro.
The blondie versus blondie match has clearly and officially ended with my freaking awesome sister winning. Chelsea, on the other hand, is still at the middle of the pool, doing a breast stroke.
A horde of drooling boys in trunks go help Melanie up and escort her to the bench. A tall guy puts an arm around her. Melanie slaps him. This causes the rest of the boys to go on a rage and beat the pervert up for her.
Talk about intense attractiveness. I salute to you, Commander Melanie Puckett.
After a number of failed attempts of swimming like Little Mermaid, the competition has come down to me and my swimming practice partner who is no other than...Carly?
Okay. Let's give it a shot.
We exchange glances. I'm a bit nervous, actually. Not because it's my first time doing a swimming challenge (or whatever you call it). It is the pressure of winning. Step by step, I'm trying to be the best I can. I'm done with Carly or Melanie overshadowing me. It's time to show them what I've got here. If Sam couldn't do it, maybe, Cyril can.
I do a little stretching first. Focus. That is what all I have to do. I stretch my arms forward, right hand over my left and bend my knees in preparation to dive.
The rest of the class has gone silent. Is it just me or are they really keeping their mouths shut?
Coach Terry puts the whistle in between her lips. This is it.
She starts counting. "In three, two, one-"
I feel the cold water press against my skin, sending chills down my spine. My body lounges to the bottom of the pool, a few inches from the tiled floor. I move my arms and legs to bring myself back to the surface to inhale air for I can't hold my breath for a second longer. After reaching the top, I expose my head and breathe through my nose and do freestyle, swimming as fast as I can.
Only half a minute it took me to reach the end of the pool. I pause for a second to breathe. I turn around to check Carly. She's still halfway there.
I did it!
Carly isn't a good swimmer, is she? She's still at the same spot.
No. She's not swimming at all.
Carly is drowning. Before I know it, I swim back to the middle and carry Carly by the waist, dragging her to the side. Austin quickly comes to her rescue and helps me. When we reach the side, two boys grab Carly's arms and legs and lay her on the solid ground. The brunette remains unmoving and a crowd forms in our area.
"MOVE!" I yell in irritation. I apply pressure on Carly's chest with both of my hands to remove the water from her lungs. Carly coughs and brings back to life.
Coach terry enters the scene. "Shay! Are you alright?"
Carly nods her head.
"Let's take her to the clinic!"
That night, September 9, 8:52 PM
Bushwell Plaza, 8-E, Puckett Apartment, Sam and Melanie's bedroom
I am typing my English assignment on the computer when I see a message from an anonymous user asking me to add him/her on my contact list in Hooray! Messenger. There is a personal message saying;
DrawFreeNBonds: Hey, just dropping by to say hi. I didn't know you were such a good swimmer. You just earned a fan. :D
I click accept and wait for another message from him/her. In a matter of seconds, he sends another message to me.
DrawFreeNBonds: Hey, uh, thanks for accepting my friend request. You look cute this morning in your swimsuit. ;)
I am shocked with the last line. This person is definitely a he. I mean, girls are NOT supposed to say that you look cute in your swimsuit.
Wait, this could be AUSTIN!
I write back, my fingers trembling on the keyboard.
BconHam_Madness0417: Oh...I'll t8k dat as a cmpliment.
Scratch that. I should sound sophisticated. Instead, I write:
BconHam_Madness0417: Oh, I'll take that as a compliment. ;)
He sends me a message again. This is definitely Austin. I mean, he saw me in my swimsuit this morning and watched me swim. In addition to that, I saved Carly's life earlier. I'm turning him on!
DrawFreeNBonds: You should. And you saved Carly. How kind of you. You're so prepared and I have to admit, I didn't know what to do that time. I was panicking!
Wait, what should I write next? I'm so nervous write now!
BconHam_Madness0417: I just pay attention to health class. I swear, the lessons are really helpful.
DrawFreeNBonds: Hmm, maybe I should.
What should I type in? Should I say, Oh, Austin, I know it's you. I know you like me already.
As if I could say that.
BconHam_Madness0417: How did you know my username?
I wonder what he's up to. Because it took him a minute before replying.
DrawFreeNBonds: Look, I really have to go. Sorry. Meet you at school tomorrow, m'kay? Bye!
And that's it. He's signed out.
He said 'meet you at school tomorrow.' I knew it! Austin is DrawFreeNBonds. He has to be! He just HAS to be!
And you know what this means? This means that I have done mission number one successfully! Austin now likes me! All I have to do is just wait and be closer to him. And then he'll fall for me completely. Isn't this too good to be true?
"Who is that?"
Melanie is peering from my shoulder AGAIN, her eyes glued on the screen. She can be an invisible ninja someday, I SWEAR.
"Oh. Just a friend." I try to reply casually. Only it doesn't work.
"Uh-huh," Melanie smirks. "A friend."
"Yeah, just a friend."
Melanie changes the subject. "So, how is it going for you and Freddie?"
"WHAT?" I yell at the top of my lungs.
"Sam, your face is all red." She says plainly.
I cover my face with my hands. "No, it's not!"
Melanie giggles and starts pinching my cheeks
"Hey, stop it!" I shove her hand and turn away from her. And there is this painful throbbing in the chest again. I run to the bathroom and bow down on the sink. You know what happens next.
I start puking. AGAIN.
"Sam," Melanie says in a shaky voice. "Don't tell me you're-"
"No, I'm not!" I reply quickly, knowing where this conversation is going.
"Okay, okay. But why are you sick all of a sudden?"
"I don't know!" I turn the faucet on and wash my mouth with my hands. I walk back to the room and sit on the bed.
Melanie sits beside me. "Maybe you should really go to the doctor."
And then with a sudden burst of intuition, I start asking Melanie, "Have you got a new perfume lately?"
Her face lights up goes back being cheerful once again. "Yes! Do you like it?"
"UGH!" I groan loudly. "THAT'S WHY!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Every time you get closer to me, I feel like puking up!" I yell at her straight in the face. "Your perfume makes me dizzy!"
Melanie's mouth form a big letter 'O'. "I think I'm gonna go shower."
Tuesday, September 10, 12:44 PM
Ridgeway High, cafeteria
I can't believe it.
A Hero. That's what the whole school is calling me now.
After what happened yesterday morning, the news spread like wildfire. Just before lunch, a group of boys greeted me in the hallways, smiling at me.
It's kind of amusing because everywhere I go, someone greets me "Hey there, Cyril!" or "Ridgeway Hero!" This is so cool.
But there is this one thing I hate and I just can't ignore and avoid it: I am recognized as Carly Shay's savior.
SAVIOR. I mean, DUH?
If they only know what I'm really here for.
To bring Carly Shay down.
This is so not part of the plan.
So now I'm murdering my fried chicken with a fork by stabbing it. Everybody's been offering a seat next to theirs and all I have been doing is turning their offers down. You know how much I hate people.
But I have found a spot in the corner where I could enjoy eating my lunch without them interviewing me. Or have Melanie finding out that I'm not eating vegetables for lunch.
Then someone asks if she could sit with me and I say yes. I didn't realize that it is actually Carly asking me.
So now she's sitting BESIDE me AND her boyfriend, Austin, AND her clique with their respective boyfriends.
When did I become a part of the popular crowd? Not that I'm not famous, but I don't have any business with these people! Well, except Austin but that is beside the point. Why can't they just leave me alone?
And this is one of the few reasons why I hate Ridgeway. The school is divided with different socioeconomic divisions amongst the students. UGHHHHHH!
The fact that I am planning to try out for cheer-leading and be one of these stinky cheerleaders (hopefully that doesn't happen) just creeps the hell out of me. Maybe I should just skip this in my To-Do-List. Well, nobody even knows that I'm actually supposed to do it.
It's only the second day of the second week of school and I'm starting to hate it.
A/N: I know it sucks. :P
Yeah, no Sam flashback for this chapter. And who could be DrawFreeNbonds? Hmmmmm? :D I think it's pretty obvious. =))
Sorry, no Freddie in this chap...but he's present in Sam's thoughts! :D
Story Recommendations (Stories I'd like you to share with you which are made by other awesome FF writers!):
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iCruise Around the World with You by seddieplease (The title says it all. LOL. Of course Seddie!)
iLove My Little Sister by HugsandBugsSmileyFace (This one is EPIC. You should totally read it. Even if HugsandBugsSmileyFace does not update often, I still love it! Seddie!)
Lost in the Wind and its sequel, Find My Way Back by SkyLeinz (One of the best Seddie stories I've read so far. I have NO REGRETS.)
For the Cameras by iCarlyismelife (Seddie all the way! I love reading this story! To find out, read it!)
Marriage of Convenience by Waffles of Doom (This one made me cry HARD. Brilliant and exceptional.)
The Quiet Scream by Evil Beware We Have Waffles (ALL TIME FAVORITE! I cried for EVERY CHAPTER. Truly amazing.)
It would be a great idea if you would read 'em. Bye!