Back at the hotel, Freddie's bedroom door flew open as Marissa hurried her son into the room and locked the door behind her. Holding him by both shoulders and then shook him briefly as she brought her face close to his.

"Freddie, what were you doing out there?" she said alarmed. Freddie rolled his eyes as he tried to explain.

"Mom..."

"Where are your clothes?" she asked suddenly noticing his change of dress.

"Thier back at the locker in the sports complex. You were such in a hurry to get out, you didnt let me explain." he said.

"Dont you take that tone with me Freddie Benson. Your starting your rebellious stage arent you?" she huffed indignant. Freddie's jaw dropped at her accusation.

"My rebe...my rebellious stage?" he balked. His mom straightened up in her typical condescending way.

"You see? It's already started, oh I was afraid this day would come. And now it's here!" she said hysterically while trying to fight back tears. Adding further insult to injury which Freddie had no idea what was going on.

"I'm not rebelling!" he yelled exasperated. His mother sniffled holding a hand up to her nose, trying not to cry. Freddie finally let down his guard and lowered his voice before adding.

"It's just...I'm tired of people treating me the way they do. And..you as well. Mom I love you and all, but you get a little out of hand with all the aggressive parenting. I know you do it because you love me and...you fear for my safety and all. But sometimes you blow things way out of proportion." he said sitting on the edge of his bed.

"I mean you make me eat everything with a spoon, and you barely let me use scissors even though I'm careful." he added.

"Because scissors can..."

"I know what scissors can do, along with any other sharp object. And sometimes I'm suprised you even let me out of your sight...even to do iCarly." he explained calmly.

Marissa's eyes burned as she sought to explain and justify some of her more outlandish antics.

"Yes I know Freddie, your growing up and I dont like that. But...there's nothing I can do about it. Everyday I hear stories about how kids are injured and even killed in everyday accidents. And I just cant stand the thought of losing you or having anything happen to you. I guess that's how every parent is." she said crouching down infront of him and parted some of his hair. Her eyes brimmed with tears all the while fighting to hold them back.

"I love you Freddie, and I will always love you. No matter what." she said smiling and shook her head softly as she looked at him.

"I love you too, even though you drive me up a wall and make me wanna kill you sometimes I still love..." he teased but was cut short by his mother's abrupt reaction.

"What do you mean you want to kill me?" she said horrified.

"No, Mom that's not what I..."

"I cant believe my own son wants to kill me!" she said standing up and left the room.

"Mom you dont...that was a joke!" he yelled after her. On the otherside of the door Marissa locked his door via the keypad and extremely long code that followed it.

Freddie sat on his bed with a look of shock and amusement. And shook his head with a faint snicker, and slapped his face with both hands laying back on the bed groaning.

"Oh, I cant believe she thought I was being literal. She takes things way too seriously." he said through his hands, and propped himself up on one elbow.

He had to admit it was amusing seeing her react to things sometimes. When it wasnt completely at his expense that is.

His cellphone rang a minute later as he looked up at the nightstand and reached to pick it up.

"Huh, I thought I had this with me tonight?" he said before answering it.

"Hello?" he said sitting on the edge once more.

"Hi." said Melanie.

"Hi..? How did you get this number?" he asked with a worried expression.

"You gave it to me when we last went out remember?" she teased.

"Actually, no." he replied making her laugh.

"Well, I just wanted to make sure you were all right. That was a little suprising seeing your mom out there." she responded.

"Yeah tell me about it." he said laying back down on the bed.

"So did you get in any trouble?" she wondered.

"Kind of, my mom now thinks I'm out to kill her." he said. Melanie raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, what?" she said unsure. Freddie shrugged on the other end.

"Nothing, it's just a joke." he responded.

"Okay then. I just wanted to say that it was really great seeing you again. Since you never really returned my calls or anything." she answered sitting down.

"Oh..yeah, sorry about that." he apologised.

"So you really thought I was Sam?" she asked amused.

"Yeah it's...complicated." he tried to explain.

"Sam kept pulling stuff on you and thought it was another of her pranks. Only more elaborate." she summed up. Freddie sat up suprised by her accuracy.

"Yeah...how did you know?" he asked.

"I used to live with her. I am her twin after all." she answered making him laugh.

"So how long have been you into judo?" he asked.

"Taekwondo, I've been doing it for six years." she replied.

"That's quite a while. So how long does it take to get a Black Belt?" he asked.

"I get this question alot. It depends on how quickly you progress, in Taekwondo it can take anywhere from three to six years." she answered.

"And your..."

"A Blue Belt, it's taking me a bit longer than others. But I do have my red stripe, which means I'm getting there." she told him. Freddie smiled as he laid his head down on the pillow.

"So what comes after Blue?" he asked.

"Red, same as the stripe. And then after that is Black." she explained.

"But you said that Black isnt necessarily the end." he reminded.

"Right, Black is actually the beginning of your expert training. Well actually Red signifies that as well. As a Red Belt your able to teach other students. But you dont have the maturity yet." Melanie expanded.

"Well what do you mean?" he asked. The blonde sighed as she tried to clarify.

"It's kind of hard to explain. Um, well since Red Belt is right below Black Belt that makes them really dangerous if they choose to fight someone. And if they dont know thier strength..."

"I get it." he said.

"It's not good." she replied.

"I know." he siad softly.

"So did your mom ground you or anything?" she asked.

"I dont know, I think I was about to get off the hook till I made that joke." he replied humoriously.

"Well in case she didnt, I was wondering if..." she started but was cut off by a beep.

"Oh hang on a minute. I got another call." Freddie interupted and pressed a button.

"Yello?" he said.

"Hi Freddie." came a familar voice on the other end.

"Hey Carly." he replied.

"So...how was tonight?" she said anxiously.

"Actually it wasnt bad." he said.

"So what all did you do?" Carly asked.

"Quite a lot actually, I hit the batting cage for the first time. Got in some hits, and they have alot out there acutally. Ran into Gibby and your brother as well." he said.

"Oh! Well that's great What was he doing?" she answered while trying to hide her nervousness.

"We went go-karting." he replied casually.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"So which of you won?" she asked.

"I did." he replied.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"I guess I shouldnt be surpised." she smiled.

"What does that mean?" he asked not insulted.

"Well I..."

"Hang on, I got someone else on hold. I'm sorry. Hey Melanie you there?" he asked.

"Yeah I'm still here Freddie." she replied taking a bag from her locker dressed in her street clothes.

"So what were you going to say?" he asked through her phone.

"Oh well, I was thinking that if your mom hadnt grounded you or anything. If...you'd..." she trailed off.

"Yes?" Freddie asked. The girl sighed before answering.

"If you'd be intrestred in taking a class with me?" she offered.

"They have co-ed classes?" he asked. Melanie paused as she stood before her locker and answered.

"Kind of yeah." she said. But Freddie sensed a tiny bit deception and a smile played on his face.

"You sure your not trying to ask me out?" he asked. Her eyebrows flew up and was clearly flustered.

"What? No! I mean...is it that obvious?" she asked timid and he did his best not to laugh.

"Tell you what, I'd be happy to take you up on that class. Um, sorry I still have another waiting on the line." he said before switching over.

"Carly are you still there? Carly? Carly." his voice carried through the speaker of the phone. But Carly sat mortified having somehow overhead the coversation between him and Melanie.

"Carly!" he yelled, the girl jumped and hesitantly answered her phone.

"...Yes I'm here." she replied.

"Oh good. Hey, um is it cool if I call you back? I dont want to put either of you off too long." he said. Carly wearing the same morbid expression replied.

"No, no it's okay." she said.

"Cool, so I'll see you tomorrow at school." he said.

"Sure..." she replied.

"Bye." he said and hung up. The dial tone went out in Carly's phone as it drifted away from her head.

"What is going on?" she asked herself.

The next morning at school Carly paced back and forth infront of her locker waiting on Freddie. The tech wizard ran through the doorway up to the corner with a spring in his step as he raced toward her.

"Hey!" he said from the corner. Carly looked up at him and remained calm.

"Hey. So I heard you had fun last night." she said calmly approaching him.

"Yeah, hey listen I'm sorry that I cut our call short late last night. But I swear I'll make it up to you." he began.

"Freddie?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you dating someone?" she asked him pointblank. The techie paused as he processed her question.

"Uh, no. Not really. What do you mean?" he asked bemused.

"Oh, well it's nothing then I guess." she stated walking off. His eyes and body turned and followed her from the back.

"Carly...what's going on?" he asked uncertain. Carly turned and looked back at him flustered and flailed her arms a bit in frustration.

"It's nothing." she answered making him take a step back. And started to head off, the tech producer promptly followed her.

"Carly if this is because I..."

"You what? Kissed me?" she asked looking him back in the face. The speed of which caught him off guard.

"Your still hung up on that. Okay, you know that I've had a crush on you for the longest time..."

"Yeah I know Freddie, I just...never expected you of all people to cheat on me for it." she said insulted.

"Cheated? Wait Carly!" he said confused and then tried to explain as he went after her.

"It's not what you think!" he added geniuely. She fiercly spun back around, her dark hair flying as Carly glared at him.

"It is what I think. I heard you talking on the phone with Melanie." she said suprising him. The burnette narrowed her eyes and shook her head at Freddie.

"Just dont talk to me anymore Freddie." she said before storming off for the last time. The bell sounded as he stood in the hallway dumbstruck. Freddie groaned and hung his head before turning himself over to class.