I was reading one of my fave's (SmartBabe) stories and it randomly sparked this idea into my head. Idkk why I thought of this and for that matter, how. But I did. I'm just cool like that. En ja ja joyy:)

"Carly, Carly, Carly, Carly, Carly, Carly, Carlyyyyyyy!!!!!!" Sam yelled as she ran up to Carly and Freddie at their usual table in the cafeteria.

"You'll never guess what just happened!" She squealed, which she rarely did, Freddie noted.

"What?" Carly asked, interested. Freddie leaned in also, unable to mask his curiosity. Sam noticed his actions and frowned.

"This doesn't concern you, Fredlump," She insulted Freddie, which was something Sam happened to do very often. But she ignored him and continued on with her news.

"Okay, so, you know how I said I thought James was looking at me kinda funny yesterday? And you told me I should ask him out?" Carly nodded, completely hooked, awaiting the climax of Sam's story.

"Well...just after Chemistry, I dropped my books after walking out of class and he-get this, picked them up for me!" She stated excitedly, once again acting oddly out of character.

"Ahhhh! OMG!" Carly screamed, not to her maximum, thankfully. "Then what?" She asked, begging for more dirt.

"So I was like 'Oh thanks...' and he was like 'no problem' and then it was like awkward silence and then I thought 'okay. This isn't going anywhere' and told him bye then he was like 'wait' and I was all 'OMG!!' and he was all 'do you wanna....i don't know...go out this weekend?' and I was all 'HECK YES!' Ehhhhhhhh!!" She squealed again, causing Freddie to cringe. It was really getting annoying now. But that wasn't what was on Freddie's mind. What he was really wondering was since when has Sam liked James? And since when has the feeling been mutual?

While Freddie pondered these thoughts, Sam and Carly continued with their girl-fest.

"And so you are looking at the lucky girl who will be going to the Cheesecake Warehouse with James Maxwell this Saturday." Sam gloated. Carly 'eeped' again approvingly and they went into more girl talk. Who was this guy? Freddie thought. And why did Sam like him so much? These questions would be asked, Freddie told himself. Oh, they definitely wouldn't go unanswered.