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"So that wrap's it up today, people. Don't forget to log on to and watch our clip of Sam making her famous ketchup sandwiches…blindfolded. Until next I'm Carly…"

"And I'm Sam..."

"Whoo!! See ya," the two teenage girls said in unison.

"And we're….out," replied the dark haired boy as he typed a few keys on the keyboard of his laptop and shut off the video camera.

"Finally, we're done. I'm starving. Can we get something to eat?" Sam asked.

"Why not make a ketchup sandwich?" Freddie remark sarcastically.

"Nah, I only make those when I'm desperate at home. Ya know my mom. She don't really cook."

"Hey, how bout we head out for some smoothies?" Carly suggested.

"Sure, anything's good. My stomach's practically rolling over," Sam already leaving their studio.

"Coming Freddie?" Carly asked.

"I gotta fix some of this equipment," he said as he started packing up his laptop, camera, tripod, and a few cable cords. "I'll catch up with you guys," Freddie smirked.

"Mmkay, I guess we'll just see you later then," Carly smiled heading out the door.

Carly and Sam were walking down the hallway, towards the lobby of the Bushwell Plaza apartment complex.

"So what's up? Where's the nerd-ling? He coming or what?" Sam had her arms fold impatiently as she commented on the absence of her verbal victim.

"Oh, he's gotta fix something with the tech. He said he'd catch up with us later." The two girls entered the lobby only to find the doorman, Lewbert, at the front desk, trimming the hair on his wart. They left the building in a rush, trying to avoid any interaction with Lewbert or his revolting wart. The smoothie shop was no too far off, only a few blocks away. Carly figured the walk would do her good as it would help her clear her mind.

After a few moments walking downtown Seattle, Carly's mind began to wonder, "Have you noticed Freddie's a little different lately?"

"The deeper voice and he's little taller, that's usually how puberty works for guys. I guess even nerds have to hit it eventually."

"Yea…well," Carly turning a light rosy red in her cheeks at the thought, "uh…I mean he's been acting really strange. You know, it seems like he's hiding something for us."

"Really? To me, that boy is always strange. I don't know. What do you think he could be hiding?"

"I'm not sure," Carly replied

" Maybe we should go spy on him?"

"Sam!?" Carly gasped. "If Freddie wanted to share with us what he's doing, he would of. And we should respect that."

"Wanna go spy on him?" Sam said casually.

Carly thought after a millisecond.

"Totally!" She reacted with glee as the entered the smoothie shop.