A/N: Whoa guys! Thank you for the kind comments and cool suggestions for last chapter. I shall be holding an important announcement and if you are interested, please feel free to look it up at the bottom of this chapter.

Special thanks to Dude Your Awesome8! You have been supporting me since the start. :D

Bringing Carly Shay Down

Chapter 8 - Meetings and Beauty Pageants

September 17, Wednesday, 4:28 PM

Puckett Apartment

After making sure that no one was home except for Sam and her, Melanie picked up the phone and dialled Freddie's number. She sat down on the couch and crossed her legs as her eyes drifted to Sam who was sitting opposite her. Sam poked the sandwich with a cute, red heart shaped attelet and put one in her mouth. Everything Melanie cooked or made was delicious. She could pass for the perfect housewife.

And then something popped out in her mind. Melanie was everything she wasn't. She was nice, organized, pretty, sociable and responsible. She possessed everything she hadn't. She never admitted to herself that she was envy of her sister. Even though they both carried the same face since birth, she will never be like Melanie. And sometimes, she wished she was the nice girl.

Melanie put down the phone and smiled at her twin. "He said he's coming now."

"Oh." That was all Sam managed to say.

The door opened and Freddie appeared. Before entering, he looked around if someone was following him. He was completely safe. He locked the door and sat down beside Melanie. "What is this meeting all about?"

"Why do you have to invite the nub?" Sam asked with her mouth full. Freddie ignored her. Melanie cleared her throat.

"Oh, wait." Melanie paused and reached for her school bag. She pulled out a folded piece of paper and placed it on the table. Sam and Freddie took a closer look. She smoothed the crumpled corners and read the message on it. "There will be a beauty pageant in Ridgeway on the twenty-eighth of September, and I was thinking of letting Sam join the contest."

Sam's look on her face was priceless.

"I'm not joining that stupid beauty pageant! NO!" Sam smashed her fist on the table, causing the plates to jump.

"What do I have to do with this? I'm a boy!" Freddie butted in.

"You already did once, before." Melanie told Sam.

"YOU DID?" Freddie's eyes widened. He turned to Sam. "SAM DID?"

Sam facepalmed. "I knew he wasn't going to believe her."

"Yes, she did, Freddie." Melanie told the former iCarly technical producer, showing him how proud she was of her sister. Freddie's jaw dropped. He looked at Sam, then to Melanie, then back to Sam. Melanie continued talking. "And she always did," Melanie added. "Well, except for that time when LeAnn Carter—"

"Aargh!" Sam stood up and covered her ears. "Don't say that name ever again!"

"You guys are driving me nuts," Freddie mumbled.

"I know you want to beat her someday." Said Melanie, another grin forming in her lips. "Now's your chance!"

"But it doesn't go to school with us! So why—"

Freddie raised his hands up in the air. "What is going on?"

Melanie stood up and went to their bedroom, leaving the Sam and Freddie alone. Sam and sat up and sighed, looking as if defeated in the argument between Melanie and her. Silence filled the room and no one dared to move.

Freddie wondered why Sam was so angry at that LeAnn girl. Maybe the same reason why she hates Carly. He thought.

Melanie came back with a huge brown box and laid it on the table for the two to see. She opened it and began to take trophies, certificates and medals out one by one. All the trophies and medals were gold except for the last pair she brought out of the box. The framed certificates were all named to Samantha Joy Puckett.

Freddie looked at those things Melanie was showing him. Sam's jaw was hanging open as her sister took out an album that contained all her pictures from the beauty pageants she competed in. Melanie was about to open it when Sam grabbed her hand and stopped her.

"No." Sam said firmly. "Not the photos."

Freddie was amazed. There were tons of awards before him and they were all owned by Sam Puckett, the aggressive, tomboyish, prideful, bullying blonde headed demon who had no respect for him. He couldn't believe it. Sam can't be that kind of girl. She was the kind of person who would always bite his head off, no matter how hard he tried to be pleasing to her eyes.

"Wow," Was all he managed to say. Melanie smirked. Sam wasn't happy or anything and looked more like embarrassed by this. She didn't want to go back to the life where pageantry was her main goal. She's different now.

"I heard Carly's joining too."

Sam glanced at her sister. Finally, Melanie thought.

"So if you say Carly's going to be in this, does that automatically put me in your group?" Freddie asked them. "I told you I'm not going to support you in this little—"

Sam cut her off. "Just because she's your ex means you can't do it?" She said, sounding enraged.

"She's not my ex!" Freddie told her.

"But you said that other time!" Sam spat out. "You're such a weakling, Benson!"

"That wasn't what I was supposed to say! You cut me off so you thought she was my ex girlfriend!" Freddie yelled. What is wrong with her?

"What?" Sam ran her fingers through her hair and pointed Freddie's way to the door. "You can now leave my apartment."

Freddie threw the pillow he was clutching and stood up. "Fine! I was thinking of that anyway!"

"BYE!" Sam went off the deep end.

Melanie tried to interrupt. "Sam…"

With that, Freddie walked towards the door and left, banging it. Sam clenched her fists and shouted.

"AARRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHH! I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING!"

It had been a while since Melanie saw Sam so mad. Melanie panicked.

"Th-that pillow! The one he—"

Sam began punching it as hard as she could. "I hate you, Benson, I hate you!"

Melanie bit her lip. Maybe the meeting wasn't such a good idea.

But then she smiled afterwards. She had a new idea. But before that, a question popped in her head.

Could Sam be jealous?

A/N: Before the announcement, I shall be leaving my responses to those people who left an anonymous review for last chapter. To show my appreciation, I have decided to post my replies to ALL ANONYMOUS readers who have been leaving those sweet messages. :)

AllSarcasmIntended: Yes, I am a Potterhead! HP and Taylor Swift rock!

jess4seddie: Hmmm, you'll know what happened probably when the time comes Sam is ready to talk about it. Even Melanie, DOESN'T know the whole story. Sam has only told her a few parts.

And no, Freddie's mom doesn't know what's been going on. Hey, you just gave me an idea!

And now the announcement! :D Are you guys ready?

Okay, so this is about the suggestions you gave me. You know, about the celebrity thingy...and I have observed that almost all of you wanted someone from HARRY POTTER to appear!

So what I want you now to do is tell me your ideas so we can be all happy!

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