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Chapter 132: Meeting
🕑 Added 2025-06-15 14:13:37 +0000 UTC"Don’t worry, I will help you," I said. Paige nodded and gave me a kiss on the cheek. A chaste one, with no other meaning involved. "Thank y
"Don’t worry, I will help you," I said.
Paige nodded and gave me a kiss on the cheek. A chaste one, with no other meaning involved.
"Thank you! Thank you for everything. That means a lot to me, even if it doesn’t work..."
Before she could finish, I gave her a light tap on the forehead.
"Don’t jinx it. Everything will work out."
She rested her head on my shoulder. We stayed like that for a moment before I said, "If you say something stupid, I will kick you out of the bed."
"I didn’t say anything," Paige murmured.
After a while, she started walking her fingers along my chest. "Hey, do you know that this is my first time in a boy’s room?"
I kicked her off the bed.
"Ouch," she said.
I looked down at her. "That’s a lie. You’ve been in Sheldon’s room and in my room back in Malibu."
"Sheldon doesn’t count, he’s practically asexual. And yesterday I didn’t even see your room," she said, getting back onto the bed.
"I’ll stop the tease," she added and rested her head near me again.
We ended up falling asleep like that.
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When I woke up, the light was already creeping in through the window. I stretched and looked beside me.
Paige wasn’t there.
I got up and walked out of the room. When I reached the living room, I saw her sitting with Mom, both of them flipping through a photo album.
"What are you two doing?" I asked.
"Your mother is showing me pictures of you when you were young," Paige said with a grin.
I walked over and looked at the album with them. Then I turned to Paige.
"I was cute, right?"
She looked at me oddly and said, "That is not the reaction I was expecting..."
Judith chuckled and explained to Paige, "He might be learning from his uncle. Both have no shame at all."
"Mom, you’re supposed to agree with me! For starters, that’s your job—to tell the girls how cute I was."
Mom glared at me deadpan, ignored her motherly duty, and said, "I’ll make dinner for us," then got up.
I looked at Paige and changed the subject. "My friends will be here tomorrow morning."
Paige just nodded.
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The next day, Carly, Sam, Freddie, Cher, and Regina showed up in the morning. After we exchanged greetings, Carly asked, "What’s so important you want to talk about?"
I held up a hand for a moment and gestured for them to follow me out to the deck.
Paige was standing there, waiting.
"Ta-da," I said. "May I present... my little sister?"
Carly and Freddie screamed, "You have a sister?!"
Cher and Regina shook their heads in unison. "You don’t have a sister," they said with conviction.
Sam was unfazed, looking completely indifferent. "Cool," she muttered, already eyeing the snack tray nearby.
"How do you know?" I asked Cher and Regina.
Cher replied, "We’ve talked to your mom. And we’ve met your dad..."
"I got it," I said, cutting her off.
"So who is she?" Regina asked.
I turned to introduce Paige to everyone. "She’s a friend of mine. She’ll be living here, so she’ll be like a little sister. And I want her to hang out with us."
Regina gave me a light shove and walked over to Paige with Cher.
"I like your style," Regina said with a smile. "But if you want, we can help you improve it."
Cher nodded. "And we can introduce you to cute boys, show you the parties that are trending..."
I walked over and wrapped an arm around both their waists. "I changed my mind, you two are out."
They both jabbed me in response.
Carly, Freddie, and Sam walked over and started talking with Paige. She was a little awkward at first, but gradually warmed up. Freddie and Carly were really easygoing, and Cher and Regina—despite their sharp edges—could be genuinely nice when someone caught their interest (they knew I wouldn't let just anyone live here).
After a few hours of conversation, I decided to present them with the proposal I had.
"Hey guys, I have a proposal for you," I said to my friends. "You’re out for now," I looked at Paige, who just pouted.
I handed some papers to Carly, Freddie, and Sam—and two different ones to Cher and Regina.
Sam looked at hers and said, pointing to the title, "iCarly? What is this?"
Carly was already reading and asked, "Is this supposed to be like a show?"
"Yes," I confirmed.
"But we’re not actors..." Freddie said, confused.
"I know, the idea is for you to be spontaneous. That’s why you’ll use your real names."
"Wouldn’t it be like what we did for the school audition this year?" Sam asked.
I nodded.
Yeah, I had them record something like an episode for the school audition. It was a hit, and they won again this year.
"We’ll be on TV? Are you serious about this?" Carly asked, incredulous.
"Dead serious. Unless you don’t want to. We can make a test and see how you feel about it."
"I’m in. Sounds like fun," said Sam.
"Me too," said Freddie.
"I’m okay with it too. But why use my name?" asked Carly.
"iCarly is a good name," Sam, Freddie, and I answered in unison.
Cher interrupted, "Mine is a movie? Clueless..."
"Mine is Mean Girls..." said Regina, narrowing her eyes at me.
"They’re perfect for you two..." I added casually.
Cher and Regina shot me a glare.
"What? I’m presenting you with a proposal to star in a movie. You don’t want it?"
They both jumped on me at the same time. "No way, our handsome Jake."
