Hi all!

I'm back and as much as I'd like to say that this is a one-shot...it's not. However, this story is one that's been sitting in a folder for a while now. Anyway...let's get started, shall we?

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly

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Carly, Freddie and Sam had been through a lot a their times at Ridgeway. A lot of laughs, a lot of memories…a lot of detentions (well…on Sam's part anyway). Of course, now they were all seniors in school. Their time at Ridgeway was nearly done and aside from graduation, they had one last memory to look forward to - their prom. Carly and Sam were at their lockers, grabbing their books for their last class of the day. "So Sam?" she asked. "What have you figured out about the prom? Are you going to go?" Sam sighed in frustration and slammed her locker shut. This was the seventh time today Carly had asked this question.

"Carls…look. If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times! I'm not going! Simple as that!"

"But why? I don't want to be the only one that's there!" she whined.

"What about Freddork? Isn't he going?" Carly sighed and closed her locker as well.

"Yeah, but he's not having much luck finding a date," she replied. Sam grinned.

"That's too bad," she said sarcastically. "Oh well…you two will have fun, I'm sure!" Sam said as the two began to walk off to their class. "By the way, who are you going with?"

"Oh, Griffin is taking me," she replied. "He's already asked me to it," she said with a smile. Sam raised an eyebrow to Carly.

"And how many times did you have to drop that hint?" Carly shrugged.

"Oh, only…three or four," she muttered. Sam laughed at Carly as they walked. "But Sam! You need to be there! It won't be the same without you!" Sam shook her head.

"No Carly! I'm not going! Besides…it's not like I'm going to be asked," she replied, muttering that last part. Carly stopped and stared at Sam for a moment. Sam, realizing Carly had stopped walking, turned back around to face her. "…What?" A small smile began to form on Carly's mouth.

"You want to go," she whispered.

"No," Sam quickly replied, but Carly wasn't going to let this go.

"You want to go!" she cried. Sam shook her head.

"No, I don't!"

"You want to go! And you already have someone in mind that you want to ask you!" Sam shook her head again.

"You can't prove that I do, Shay!" she shouted back defensively. But Carly wasn't going to stop.

"Oh, come on! Who is it? Jake?" she asked.

"No."

"Jonah?" Carly asked, making a face.

"God no!" Sam replied, making a similar face.

"Nate?"

"Carly, stop! It's not Nate, all right? Stop guessing because you're not going to find out, all right?" Sam yelled defensively at her best friend. Carly just looked away and nodded.

"Okay…fine," she replied sheepishly. Sam sighed in relief.

"Thank you," she replied. Sam then turned and began to walk towards their next class, when Carly made one last guess.

"…Is it Freddie?" Sam stopped dead in her tracks. She slowly turned around, looking straight at Carly.

"…What did you say?" Sam asked. Carly felt like Sam was drilling a hole right through her.

"Umm…well…I just…uh…asked if it was…um…Freddie?" she stammered. Sam marched right back to Carly and got in her face.

"Why on earth would I want to go to a stupid dance with that stupid nub?" she spat. "Because the last thing I would ever want to do is to go to some god awful dance, where I would have to look all girly in the first place! And on top of that, I would be there with the dork? What would possess you to even think that, Carly?" Sam spoke in a low voice. Carly backed up right to a row of lockers as Sam did so.

"…You still haven't answered my question," Carly replied flatly. Sam sighed.

"You really want to know?" she asked. Carly nodded her head. "Fine," she added. Sam then looked around, making sure no one was listening, then turned back to Carly. "…It is Freddie." Carly's face beamed and had the biggest smile anyone could imagine.

"OH MY GOD! YOU WANT TO GO WITH-" But Sam quickly clamped her hand over Carly's mouth.

"Will you shut up? You want to let the whole school know?" she hissed. "…Look…I've got a reputation to keep. And I can't let it be known that I actually want to go with Fredweird, got it?" Carly nodded and Sam slowly removed her hand.

"Sam…this is serious! If you want to go with…well…you know who, then why not just ask him?" Sam shook her head.

"No way! It's like I told you back at that stupid girl's choice dance - if any guy wants to go with me, he should be the one to ask me! Not the other way around! Now, c'mon! We're supposed to be watching a video today in History!"

"But…you hate History!" Carly replied. Sam nodded.

"Yeah, but it's the best time to sleep!" Carly giggled in response and walked with Sam to class.

"Sam? I want to make a deal with you," Carly said, before going into the class. Sam rolled her eyes.

"What?" she asked, slightly annoyed.

"If Freddie asks you to go with him, I want you to agree. However, only if he asks you!" Sam thought about it for a moment.

"Fine," she began. "But, you can't tell him that I want to go with him. Deal?" Carly sighed to herself. Sam caught on quickly to what she was going to do. She would have to think of another way to get Freddie to ask Sam without telling Freddie that Sam wants to go with him. She didn't like it, but if she wanted both Sam and Freddie to be there, she had to agree to these conditions.

"Deal," Carly replied. They shook on it and headed into class. "We'll talk more about it at my place after school, all right?" Sam nodded and they found their seats.

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I'm not sure as of yet how this will pair out. I do like Carly with Griffin; but as for Sam and Freddie, we'll see how it all goes.

Until next time!