Whoa, hey there! New story, yeah, I know. Enjoy it! I really do think you'll like it though. Well, a girl can dream.
GENERAL POV
Carly, Sam, Freddie, and Gibby were sitting in the Shay's living room.
"Come on Spencer, we're going to be late!" Carly called.
Be late for what you ask? Well, a two week cruise that the iCarly crew was offered in exchange for shooting a commercial on board. Sounds like a sweet deal, doesn't it? Yes, it's great to be a celebrity.
"Spencer, everyone is waiting in the lobby, hurry up!"
By everyone, Freddie means his own mother, Sam's mother, and Gibby's mother, as well as his brother.
Spencer rushes out of his room, with a suitcase in either hand.
"Okay! Who's ready for an awesome vacation on a cruise ship around Hawaii filled with fun in the sun and lounging by the on board pool!" Spencer says enthusiastically.
"Yeah!" The teenagers yelled.
"Then let's go!"
And with that, the four kids and Spencer found their way down to the lobby.
"The cars are here!" Pam said, as she saw the five emerge from the elevator.
"Freddie, come hold mommy's hand!" Marissa says to Freddie, holding her hand out for him. Freddie sighs and takes it, while Sam snickers from behind him.
"Oh, Freddie! How tough are you, holding mommy's wittle hand!" She laughs as she brushes past him.
Freddie, obviously frustrated, pulls his hand from his mother's grasp.
"Mom, we're walking ten feet out the door and into a car. I think I'll be fine!"
"Oh, Freddie! Your cheeks are red!" Marissa says, concerned. "Are you warm? Do you feel okay? Should we stay behind?"
"Mom. I'm fine. Just stop treating me like a baby!" The boy shouts, grabbing his suitcases and walking out to the car. What he found there, was Pam Puckett, talking to the driver of one of the two cars.
"You got a woman, or what?" Was what he heard, before Sam came out.
"Mom! Stop it! Do you have to flirt with every man that breathes?"
Pam looked at her daughter.
"Sam, that is hurtful. I'm not desperate." She says sarcastically.
Sam folds her arms. "Just get in the car, and stop making a fool of yourself. It's humiliating."
"Why aren't you more like Melanie?" Pam asks, before getting into the passenger seat of the car.
Sam sighs in frustration and suddenly becomes aware that Freddie is watching her with big eyes. She shoots him a nasty look.
"What do you want?"
Freddie is taken aback, but quickly retorts. "For you to stop being so vicious. But I guess that's not happening anytime soon."
Sam just gives him a 'what do you care?' look and turns on her heel, walking inside Bushwell.
A few minutes later, Sam walks out and gets into the car her mother is in. Freddie walks over to the door, and Sam slams it. He opens it again.
"Thanks man." Gibby says, while sliding in next to Sam, followed by Guppy and his mother.
Instead of arguing about Gibby taking his spot, he just closes the door and gets into the next car with Carly. She chatters animatedly for the whole twenty minute drive to the airport, but he doesn't listen.
In the first car, Gibby and Sam have a conversation for the drive.
"Look at her. It's disgusting. I can't believe she always does this." Sam rants.
"Yeah, it's pretty rotten." He agrees, looking at her.
In one silent moment, Gibby looks down at his hand, resting on his thigh. Then he looks at Sam, who is now looking out the window. This is really a three person backseat car, so the two were pressed up against each other. He looks at her hand, which is so close to his. It seemed so easy. He could just-
Gibby's thoughts were interrupted when the car swerved, and he smushed into Sam, as her face hit the window.
"Ow!" She yells, shooting a death look at the driver, who is currently yelling out the window to someone else in a car about cutting him off.
Sam looks over to Gibby. She has a light, thin bruise above her eyebrow.
"Oh, ow." Gibby said, and in the spite of the moment, he brings his hand up and slowly strokes the bruise with his thumb. When it became too much, he slowly moved in closer to her.
Sam noticed this and her eyes widened. She turned her head, and Gibby got a face full of her hair.
Pam and Charlotte open their respective doors then, and Sam, realizing they had reached their destination, opened her door and got out of the car quickly as possible. Gibby sat in the car for a second, letting it sink in what he had just done. Then he slowly became okay with it. She was probably just worried her mom would see, right? He would get another chance soon.
When he finally exited the car, Sam was talking to Carly, and Freddie was there, waiting for him to get out.
"So… I heard you tried to kiss Sam?"
"What? No, that's… that's crazy man."
"Gibby?"
"Okay! I did, just get off my chiz!"
"Why did you lie? Or better yet, why did you do it anyway?" Freddie asked.
"I was caught up in the moment. It was like a scene from Glee."
Freddie raised his eyebrows but didn't question further. Instead, he nodded, picked up his suitcases, and walked over to the girls. Gibby did the same.
The gang began conversation, but Sam would not make eye contact with Gibby. When going through security checks, Sam, Pam, Freddie, Charlotte, and Gibby were held back. Marissa began to overreact about how her little Freddie shouldn't have anything dangerous on his person, but he was taken over with the group regardless.
Sam stood as far away from Gibby as possible, seemingly deep in conversation with Freddie. Charlotte volunteered to go first, and it was revealed that she had a pack of gum, and the foil wrappers set off the alarm.
Sam was talking to Freddie about how dumb that was, that she was singled out for gum wrappers, when Gibby went up to be checked. His offense was keys and a quarter. He turned back and motioned for Sam to come through next.
Sam, of course, panicked and whispered in Freddie's ear. He sighed, then walked forward, placed his phone on the table, walked through, and was the third person to be cleared. He then got Gibby to walk over to the rest of the group with him.
Pam talked with the guards for a second, and walked through. It turned out that the underwire in her bra and a belly button piercing were the culprits.
Next was Sam, who dropped her cell phone and pearpod on the table and walked through. She was clear, and joined everyone else.
After having their flight delayed, the group were trying to entertain themselves in the waiting area. Carly was playing tic tac toe on her pearpad with Guppy, idly nodding and 'mhm'-ing to Gibby, while he tried to make conversation with her because Sam wouldn't talk to him.
Sam, on the other hand, was talking to Freddie again. They had forgotten the snipes from earlier and were having a lovely conversation, that started out with them talking about bands they liked, then movies, and now Sam was sitting with her legs slung over the armrest between the seat, feet in Freddie's lap, and he was doing the same. They were both laughing about something.
Two hours later, they were asleep in that position when the plane was ready to go. Freddie sleepily got up, and when Sam didn't want to wake up, he leaned down to lift her up and carry her onto the plane.
"No, Fredward! You'll hurt yourself, and if you carry her, she might fall in love with you!"
"Sam, fall in love with me?" He scoffed at his mother.
"It's possible!"
"I'll carry her!" Gibby said, maneuvering around the seats to get to the sleeping girl.
"No!" Carly and Freddie said together. Carly nudged Spencer's arm.
"Go get her."
"Why?" Spencer whined. "Gibby's perfectly happy carrying her, and I just wanna get on the plane."
"Be! Cause! I! Said! So!" Carly said, hitting her brother for emphasis at every syllable.
"Ow! Okay!" Spencer said, and picked up Sam. He placed her carefully in an airplane seat, and Carly sat next to her quickly so Gibby didn't.
"Here we go," Freddie said, leaning into the isle and talking to Carly over Sam's lap.
"Yep." She sighed, looking out the window. "Goodbye Seattle, hello Hawaii."
Sibby, Seddie, and everyone's mother is there too? This should be interesting.
Also, if you could just not get on me about the Sibby? We all know how this is gonna end, no need to make a big fuss.