IJust Might Like You

I sat on the couch in Carly's apartment, brainstorming new ideas for iCarly. I put my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands. I looked down at my feet, they were kind of turned in. How Carly often had her feet. I turned my feet straight, hoping it wasn't too girly. I looked at the TV. Girly cow, Carly's favorite. We had been silent for a few minutes. I had tossed a few ideas at her, but she thought it'd be a good idea to wait for Sam, who was late, again. It was just her being Sam. Carly was currently sitting upside down, fumbling with the remote. I was slowly starting to fall asleep. Suddenly i heard the door hit the shelf. I was forced out of my seat by a smiling blond with a baseball bat. I got up from the floor. I learned a long time ago not to ask questions. But it was okay for Carly to.
"Why do you have a bat?" She asked.
"so i can shove it up Fredwierd's A-"
"SAM!" Carly yelled. It was then that i sat on arm of the couch next to Carly.
"What? You asked why i had a bat." Sam said. "Got any ham?" she asked. I've grown to know Sam, she loves her ham. I decided i was thirsty.
"Sam, we have to work on ideas for iCarly." Carly said. I watched as Sam mumbled something. "Give me the bat." Carly said. I was suddenly afraid.
"But-"
"BAT!" Carly yelled and held out her hand. Sam handed over the bat then flopped down on the couch.
"Get me some food would ya, Freddork?" I heard her ask. normally i would have just said no, but she seemed rather violent today. I grabbed a bowl of leftover chilli and a spoon along with my pepi cola. while walking back to the couch i saw Sam had pulled a fat cake out of her pocket and had almost finished it. I set the chilli on the table. I settled myself between the two girls.
"So, how about the flying fish bit?" Carly asked. I suddenly remembered why we were here.
"I like that bit." I said.
"No one cares." Sam said. "We should also do the blindfolded cantaloupe smash." She added. That told me that she liked the flying fish bit, but didn't want to agree with me. See, I know her.
"And we should have gibby do 'Hey what am i sitting on?' with blue cheese crumbles." Carly suggested.
"Cool, Next iCarly is full." Sam said. She set the empty bowl down on the table. How she ate that whole bowl is beyond me. "I want more food." She stared sadly at the bowl. she turned sideways and used my lap as a foot rest. before long she was asleep. Sometimes i wondered about this girl. She scared me with her odd behavior.
"So, where's Spencer?" I asked. Sam shifted, pushing her feet into my stomach. she wasn't sleeping.
"I'm not sure." Carly said. "He was here earlier." She looked around. "I'm gonna go find him. Call me if he comes back." She checked the time on her phone, then left. I scooted over, free of Sam and her feet.
"Hey! you were comfy. why'd you move?" Sam asked as she sat up.
"So you and your demon feet couldn't kick me again." I said.
"But it's fun beating you, Benson." She said as she elbowed me in the ribs.
"You are a blond demon, Puckett." I said, though it seemed to have no effect on her.
"Thank you, Freddo." She said. I looked over at the door as it opened. Spencer walked in and his face was covered in green stuff.
"Hey people who don't live here." He said as he walked to the kitchen.
"Umm, What's on your face?" I asked. Sam was sprawled out on the couch, she kicked me in the head.
"Oh, I was coming home from that religious doughnut shop, and some dudes were painting a building. I tripped on a rock and went face first into a tray of green paint." Spencer said. I believed that. "Where's Carly?" He asked.
"She went to look for you." I said as I texted her that he was back.
"So, you gonna go watch that paint off?" Sam asked as she stood up.
"Later, first I gotta go find a jar of jelly i lost the other day." Spencer began walking to his room.
"Dont set anything on fire!" I yelled.
"No promises!" He yelled back. He had a talent for setting things on fire. This includes the time he spilled Pepi cola on his lap and his pants started on fire. That was an interesting trip to the emergency room.
"So, Fredwardo, what now?" Sam asked. Hmm, Fredwardo, that's a new one.
"I dont know, Groovy Smoothie?" I asked. I knew what question was coming.
"Pay for me?" Yup, I knew it. Sam never had money.
"Ugh, fine." I said. I text Carly to meet us at the Groovy Smoothie. I grabbed my coat off the back of the chair while Sam put hers on. I held the door open for her.
"Pris." She said as she passed me. I sighed and closed the door behind me.