AN: Hey fellow iCarly lovers! So, this is my first ever story on fanfiction. I was reading some one day, and I was like, hey, what if I made an account and published my stories? Genius? Tell me something I don't know. Please review...even if you hate it!
Disclaimer: I'm a man, called Dan, living in the USA...NOT! HAHA almost fooled you there huh?
"Bye Mum, great seeing you on this lovely fine morning too!" I shouted sarcastically out the door to my Mother, who is currently doing God knows what upstairs with some TV repair man.
I continued along the street, kicking rocks and pebbles with my Adidas high tops. They were getting scruffy, but I didn't care, it would be pretty impossible to keep them clean in my area of Seattle anyway.
What area of Seattle you're thinking? Well, dear reader, just to enlighten you on my wonderful and eventful life (sarcasm intended), I'm going to tell you about me.
I'm currently living in the most run-down suburb in Seattle. Half the houses have hardly any roof at all, not doors, not locks and probably have druggies and alcoholics inhabiting them. I live with my Mum, in one of the scabbiest houses around town, I guess it used to be pretty decent, but then we moved in.
You see, my Mum's not really in a great state. I guess you could say that she's one of those druggies that you're talkin' about, and well, you're right. Don't misunderstand me, I love her, it's just that sometimes, she like to pretend that I don't exist, which is pretty stupid because clearly I'm still here.
My Dad left when I was around five years old for some young office chick, and completely abandoned My Mum, my twin sister Melanie (who is the complete opposite of me, by the way) and I. It's been pretty rough for me and my Mum, with all the chizz of her obviously preferring my sister over me, and paying for my sister to go to a rich Boarding school, it's been hard, but I'm Sam Puckett, hey? I can withstand anything.
The rains pouring on me and my poorly planned outfit. The weathers gloomy today, almost as gloomy as my life.
But don't get me wrong, not all areas of my life are depressing, just the small bit that I call family. iCarly is the most important thing in the world to me, right after fried chicken and my friends, but don't tell anyone I said that.
I grinned as I thought about what my best friend Carly Shay, would say about my outfit today. A black hoodie, with ripped jeans, very fashionable (sarcasm intended there also). Carly was the complete opposite of me, but we still managed to get along extremely well.
'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby, yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby, listen to iron maiden baby with me'
My iphone sings the tune of my favourite song of all time as I dig through my backpack to answer it.
"Hello"
"Sam? Hey it's me, Freddie"
Oh chizz.
"What do you want, Freddifer?"
"Just wondering, you haven't completed your school project have you?"
"What? Project, oh well, did you really expect me to?"
"No, that's why I'm letting you know, you can't borrow mine"
"Says who?"
"Me!"
"So...I'll just copy it when I get to school?"
"No! What? Sam didn't you hear-"
I quickly hang up and sprint for my bus. As I walk on the bus, I've got a massive smile on my face, and I'm not entirely sure why.
AN: So...what did you think? You like it? Love it? Want to punch me in the face because it's so horrible? I'm not fussed... as long as you tell me in a review!
Oh, and sorry if you got a bit confused about how I spell 'Mum', it's just how we spell it in Australia.