Turning Tables

xxJadelynWestxx

Chapter One: Request

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Sam's POV:

"Hey, we're not done talking about this!" Freddie yelled as we stormed into Carly's loft.

I plopped down on her couch and sighed. "I am!"

"I'm not!" He yelled.

"What's wrong?" Carly asked as she made her way into the living room with a glass of tea.

"She threw a smoothie at an old lady!" Freddie told her.

"In my defense, the old lady was being annoying." I argued.

"She asked you for a stick of butter for her biscuit!" Freddie exclaimed.

"Sam!" Carly scolded.

"What?" I asked, getting up and making my way to the fridge.

"Sam, you've got to be nicer. Especially to older ladies!" She scolded.

I opened the fridge and pulled a ham out. "It's hard! And he should stop getting all bent out of shape when I do something!" I pointed at Freddie with my fork.

Carly turned to face him. "Sam has a point." She said.

Freddie sighed. "Yeah, she does. We can't seem to get along at all. Maybe we should just-"

"No!" Carly interrupted. "You are not throwing your relationship away because you can't get along."

"Then what do we do?" I asked.

"You remember that girl Tori that we met in L.A?" Carly asked.

"The girl Stephen cheated on you with?" Freddie asked.

Carly glared at him. "Yes. Anyway, that girl with the crazy hair-"

"Cat?" I interrupted.

"No. The girl with black hair." Carly tried to remember.

"Jade?" Freddie asked.

"Yeah. Tori told me Jade and her boyfriend don't get along and they have a relationship advice segment. Ask them on theslap." Carly told us.

I looked at Freddie. "Should we?" I asked.

"Yeah. Let's do it." He said. We walked over to the computer and logged into theslap.

"We have to find Jade's account." I said. We clicked on Jade's picture and it lead to her wall.

"Now one of you needs to write something." Carly said.

"I will." Freddie said, grabbing the keyboard and typing on it.

"Hurry up!" I exclaimed.

"I'm typing as fast as I can!" He scolded.

"Type faster!" I scolded.

"I'll try." Freddie said. "Finished." He informed.

"Good! What'd you say?" I asked.

"'Hey, my girlfriend and I are having some relationship problems. Can you help us figure em out?'" He read.

I smiled. "That sounds good."

"Now all you two need is an approval and a video to help you out." Carly said.

Jade's POV:

"You ready?" Beck asked, as he set his camera up beside his laptop.

"I guess." I said as I chewed on my fingernails.

"Alright. And here we go." he said, pressing record. "Hey guys." He said, talking into the camera. "I'm Beck and this is Jade."

"His girlfriend." I added.

"My girlfriend." he repeated. "Anyway, we're going to give you relationship advice."

"Because we care about your relationship problems." I said sarcastically.

"Today, we're going to do something different." he said.

"Wait, what?" I asked.

"The first question that pops up, we'll send you plane tickets." He said.

"Where?" I asked.

"To here. They get our advice for real." He told me.

"What's so wrong with recording our advice?" I asked.

"Nothing. It's just, I want to do something different." He said.

I rolled my eyes.

He looked back at his computer and loaded the questions. "Okay, Freddie Benson said, 'Hey, my girlfriend and I are having some relationship problems. Can you help us figure em out?'" Beck read. "Yeah, sure. Just send us your address and we'll send you the tickets because you're the winner." Beck said.

I rolled my eyes. "Can't wait to not meet you." I said with a smirk.

"I'm sorry about her." He said, pressing the record button. "Can't you be a little nicer?" He asked.

I shook my head. "Not unless you give me a kiss." I smirked.

Beck leaned into me and our lips met. He pulled away. "You're going to be nicer when they come, right?" Beck asked.

I nodded. "Sure." I looked at the computer. "Beck, they sent us their address." I told him.

He looked at the computer and looked at his messages. "Awesome. We're sending the tickets to Seattle, Washington."