Sam walked into the Shay's apartment. She had just gotten back from her trip.

"Hey Carly!" Sam called. Carly jumped up from the couch and gave her a big hug.

"Nice to see you again, Sam!" Carly said happily.

"You too, Carls. Did you miss me?" she asked.

"Of course I did, I-" she started to say, but Sam cut her off.

"Whatever. Got any ham?"

Some things never change, though Carly, smiling.

"In the fridge." She told her meat-obbsessed friend. Sam took of her coat and flung it across the room, and ran to get the ham. She pulled the whole entire ham from the fridge and bit into it viciously.

"So…" said Carly, trying not to watch as Sam devoyred the hunk of meat. "How was your trip?"

Sam swallowed. "It was crappy. All my uncle ever talks about is how terrible his life is. It pretty much sucked. Plus I had to spend 2 weeks in a trailer park."

"Awww. I feel so bad for you." Carly said. "Freddie and I watched TV all week. I never knew how boring he is!"

"What have I been trying to tell you all these years, Carly? He's a good-for-nothing tech geek."

"Oh, Sam. Don't you think that's just a little bit harsh?"

"Deal with it." She said, but smiled so Carly would know that she wasn't trying to be rude.

Carly was about to say something, but the door opened and Freddie walked in, holding a green Pear laptop and a camcorder. He smiled at Carly, then he noticed Sam. His smile faded.

"Look what the cat dragged in." he said.

"Why so grumpy, Fredward? Did you forget to take a tick bath today?" Sam asked. Freddie scowled.

"Yeah, well you-"

"GUYS!" Carly interrupted. They stopped. "Sam just got here and you two are already fighting! Sheesh!"

"Sorry, Carly." He said. "Let's watch some TV."

Carly gave Sam a what did I tell you?look, and Sam giggled. But they both sat down on the green sofa anyway.

Freddie turned on the television, showing a celebrity interview channel. Sam snatched the remote away from him. She changed it to pro wrestling.

"Sam! I was watching that!" Freddie snapped.

Sam sighed, then turned it back to the celebrity channel. Angelina Bellerose was onscreen, talking to a reporter.

"Do we have to watch this?" Sam complained. "I hate these kind of shows. All of those pop stars are so annoying."

"I like Angelina. She's a really good singer. I bought a few of her songs on PearTunes the other day." Carly said. "But we can change the channel if you want to."

"NO!" Freddie exclaimed, a little too loud. Sam and Carly looked at him. He blushed. "I mean, uh, I'd like to….watch this….interesting show…." He mumbled.

Carly and Sam laughed. "Ooooh, somebody's got a celebrity crush!" Carly teased.

"I do not!!!!!" he said, but his face was still a bright shade of red.

"Then why are we going to Seattle Beat on Thursday to watch her perform?" Carly said.

Freddie couldn't answer that one.

Later that day….

"OH MY GOSH!!!" Carly screamed, staring at the computer screen in front of her, as if doubting what she was seeing. "SAM!!! FREDDIE!!! SPENCER!!!"

They all ran to the computer.

"What is it?" asked Spencer, who had dashed in wearing only a towel, his hair dripping wet from the shower he was just in.

"I won backstage passes to see Angelina Bellerose this Thursday!" she exclaimed.

"Wow, you are so lucky!" Freddie said. He had a huge smile on his face. Sam just laughed, then mocked him. "I do not have a crush!!!" she imitated in an annoying high-pitched voice. Freddie frowned.

"I won two passes…Sam, want to come with me?" she asked. Freddie crossed his arms and scowled even more.

"Errr…..sorry, Carls, but you know I really hate that kind of music. Plus, my mom is making me go see a therapist on Thursday. Something about 'anger issues'" Sam said, putting air quotes around 'anger issues'. Freddie laughed. Carly looked dissapointed.

"Awww, that's too bad. I'll take Freddie then. I know he'd love to see Angelina." Carly teased.

"Well, if you insist…" Freddie said, trying and failing to act nonchalant.

"Great!" said Carly. "I still can't believe I won!"

"Yeah, me neither." Said Sam. "Gotta go. Bye!" she said, running out of the door.

"Me too, see ya Carly." Said Freddie.

Carly satyed there in front of the computer, smiling happily. She was going to meet a popstar!