Just like a go-go-go-ghost
Watch me go-go-go-ghost

Now I'm gone in your photograph
I bet you wish you could get me back
Now I'm stuck in your memory
A mistaken identity

What's her name?
What's she like?
Does she know that you'll never treat her right?

What's her name?
What's she like?
Do you leave her in the middle of the night?

You act like you just saw a ghost
I watch you getting way too close
Now I know why you're never there
Now I know so it's my turn to disappear
You act like you just saw a ghost
I caught you (Caught you)
Now I know
Now I know why you're never there
Now it's my turn, watch me disappear
Just...

Freddie's POV

I went to go visit Carly the seguinte dia after the fiasco that happened last night. I approached her door, and noticed that it was half open.

_Who could have left this open?_ I thought to myself.

I made my way inside, and found Carly asleep on the computer keyboard. She must've been searching for something late at night when I left her here. As I was leaving the door, the file that Carly was looking at suddenly caught my eye. The file was titled 'Death at Prom.'

I guessed it must've been a joke but when I came over and carefully transfered Carly to the couch, I saw that it wasn't. Soon...

(Freddie's POV)
Why would Nevel even invite us over? We hated him and he hated us just because Carly wouldn't kiss him(That nub). Anyway we stealthily walked up to his house, Sam handed me a hammer, Carly a knife, and for herself a bat. I wondered if this was the time that I should ask Carly to prom but maybe I shouldn't because it was so sudden and the prom was still 2 months away so I didn't hesitate, yet. Spencer rang the doorbell but nobody answered.
"Hello?" Spencered asked.
No reply.
"It's Carly, Sam, and Freddie," Carly replied.
Mysteriously and strangely, the door slowly swung open.We...

(Note: this whole story is written from Carly's point of view seguinte one is Freddie's and so on)
I was clinging onto Freddie as hard as could trying to avoid the feeling of fear and adrenaline. I couldn't belive what the amor me and Freddie shared would lead to this: me staring down at the 1000 foot away ground.

It all started off one regular Friday a couple of minutos before iCarly and Sam and I were practicing what we were going to say to all the iCarly fans.
"Ok girls ready for iCarly?" Freddie asked.
"Yes c'mon let's do it!" I exclaimed.
"In 5,4,3,2.."
"Hey me llamo Carly!"
"Me llamo Sam!"
...

(Freddie POV)
Yes! I finally was going to prom with Carly! And this time I didn't have to ask her myself. I was so jumpy and jittery when I got início to Bushwell apartments and went to my floor. I thought I heard something coming from Carly's apartment but then it stopped all of a sudden. So I guessed Carly dropped something on her floor and it spread everywhere. So I entered my apartment and shut the door.
"Mom?" I asked.
Silence.
"Mom are you home?" I asked again.
Silence again. So I guessed that she wasn't home. So I threw my backpack to the corner and plopped down on the couch. I was still wondering...

(Carly's POV)
Freddie just stared at me like he was going to pass out.All I did was mention to go to prom with me but I think he took it the wrong way. Although there was something I needed to mention to him also at prom.That's why I decided to ask him to prom.
"Are you serious, Carly?" Freddie said.
"Yes, I am because if Nevel sees me with you that'll mean that he knows that he never killed me and all of his plans to destroy iCarly will be ruined," I answered.
"So you mean to say that you're going to ask Spencer to invite Nevel to the prom and fake that me and Sam want to give up because you're...

(Carly's POV)
I wasn't really suprised about Nevel tricking us.I knew it was coming I just didn't know when.He had us tied back to back on chairs:me and Freddie and Spencer and Sam.He locked us each in a different closet.Although he wasn't smart enough to tape our mouths shut so at least we could still talk about getting out of there while he was busy.
"Freddie are you okay there?" I asked.
"Yeah I guess so," he answered.
"Well how long do you think we'll be in here?" I questioned.
"I really don't know. I think my mom will be very worried about me right now," he responded.
"Right now we need to find...

(Freddie's POV)
As Spencer drove us to the Bushwell Plaza, Sam, Carly, and I all dozed off in the backseat.When we arrived there, we silently crept up the stairs as to not wake up Lewbert who slept on the front escrivaninha, mesa with an unfinished piece of chicken pot pie which, as we all would have guessed, Sam picked up and ate it.I returned início all weary and my mom was so worried she made me take a tick bath and she sprayed me with the disinfectant spasy before I slept on my bed.

(Next Day)
I woke up to the smell of something burning.I quickly dressed and ran over to the hallway.The smoke seemed to come...

FREDDIE'S POV

I glanced over at Carly's cage and saw that she was fast asleep. I knew we needed to get out of here and fast. I started to struggle against the wire but it only held me faster. I looked around in where we were and saw we were in an underground cave that Nevel must've built somehow. por every opening there was a guard and Sam had gone upstairs with Nevel. So all I had to do was wait 'till nightfall to escape.

12:00 A.M.

Everyone was practically asleep and the only person was the guard blocking the path to upstairs. Oddly the guard had the same white eyes as Sam did under hypnosis....

(Carly's POV)
As soon as we arrived at home, I quickly fell asleep in my room. I was so tired, I guess I hardly noticed the smoke rising in my room. At first I thought I was dreaming, but then I realised I had a really hard time breathing.So I climbed out of cama and headed downstairs.
"Spencer!Spencer!!" I yelled through the smoke.
I could've sworn I heard a loud thump and then the closing of a door.I tried to open the door but it looks like the heat of the fogo melted down the bolts on the door.I tried screaming for help, but every time I did, the smoke got inhaled por my mouth.As soon as I was...

Carly P.O.V.

For the passed week i've been dating a guy named,James.He's so hot,smart,and hot,I could just stare at him all day.

::At School::

I was putting my math books in my locker while Sam kept on talking about steak.Freddie came and seemed tense."You alright,Freddie?"I asked consirned."Yeah,I'm fine..."He said.He was lying to me,I know it!

"Tell me the truth!"I demanded.The sino rang for seguinte period."I gotta get to class"He said while walking away.Sam seemed curious of why I was so consirned of Freddie.

Freddie P.O.V.

I HATE JAMES!He is such a jerk to me,AND he's dating the girl I love...

Dear Carly

I could write a novel filled with all the things I amor about you. Your smile, your eyes, you’re your hair, your hands, even your curly handwriting. I amor the way you smile at me randomly. I amor the way you laugh at my terrible jokes. I amor the way you always say I’m just as important to iCarly as you and Sam.

I amor how you started beijar me on the cheek whenever we said goodbye. And then how it turned to hugs. I amor how you support me through this tough time with my mother.

This is so easy for me to write because you know I like you. But there’s something new that I’m...

(Freddie's POV)
I couldn't believe that of all people,especially Nevel Papperman, would stoop so low. He almost killed Carly and burned half of the apartment down. It was a good thing that nothing got permanently damaged in the apartments. I still had worries about Carly and the prom. If I didn't ask her soon, somebody like lets say Griffin(the worst guy for Carly) would ask her first. So I quickly slipped under my covers and fell asleep.

(Next Day)
Today at school was super slow. I could never get up the courage to ask Carly to the dance and every time I did, the sino would ring and we had to...

CARLY'S POV
Freddie looked at me as if I was crazy.

"What do we mean? We can't save her and it's out of our hands anyway," he said.

"But we have to save her or else Nevel might do something to her that will probably scar our lives forever!" I screamed.

"Well we have to be frank about this. I mean, how are we suppposed to get to her anyway if she's probably somewhere hidden in his house," he said, and started to pace.

"How about this?" I said.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"How about we go along with his 'Death at Prom' fiasco and then we can save Sam and probably the rest of Seattle!" I mentioned.

"But wouldn't...

(Carly's POV)
When we arrived to Nevel's house, we were transported underground. There I spotted thousands of computer screens, keyboards, and mouses. In front of me Sam still had that whiteness and blank stare i her eyes. Soon a figure stepped out of the shadows and stood beside Sam.
"Nevel," I said.
"Carly," he responded.
"Nevel," Freddie said.
"Freddie," Nevel answered.
"What are you going to do with us now, Nevel? Kill us again?" I asked.
"No you guys are too witty and slippery to kill again. No I just decided to enslave one of your friends and take the other two hostages until iCarly is over,"...

Carly's POV

I woke up dazed and tired. The last thing I remembered was that I was wrapped up in chains inside a box under Nevel's house and that I was beside Freddie's. My head hurt like crazy. I realized I was resting on my sofá inside my and Spencer's apartment. Then I looked at the computer time and it said 3:00 A.M. I wondered how I got back home. Why would Nevel almost kill me and my friends and put the whole school at risk?

The school. That was what he was talking about when he was plotting something for the prom dance. I had to do something about it. As I was thinking about something...

Freddie was like the weather. Hot and sticky. Not only in a metaphorical way, but a physical way too. He’d just come over from playing tênis with his mom. Seattle was having a major heat wave. And to topo, início it off, Spencer killed the air conditioner.

Sam sat in front of the fan, the smell of bacon, toucinho wafting behind her. My stomach growled. Removing myself from the chair that I was practically stuck to, I wandered to the freezer. The mesa, tabela squeaked beneath Freddie’s elbows as he pulled back, getting up to follow me.

We opened the freezer, competing to stand in the cold glow. “Do you think I could...