Hi, this is my first iCarly story. I hope you like it! There will be more to come! Happy reading!
There were exactly three things that I had decided. I don't know exactly when I decided them, it just happened.
Before I go on, let me just make a few things clear. I still love meat. I still vow never to become one of those prissy girly girls. And I'm still Sam Puckett.
However, I tend to push boundaries to get what I want. And what the heart wants the heart gets. And sometimes what the heart wants is something completely different than what you thought. That's what happened to me. My heart changed somewhere along the way.
I remember it being around the middle of Junior Year. I had already taken my PSATS and done fairly well on them. But I'd never admit that to anyone. I felt like I had a reputation to live up to as the school bully who thought education was for chumps. But the truth was that I was actually very smart. Don't get me wrong, at the time I hated effort. It all just seemed like extra work. But I never had a problem understanding things whether it was math, grammar, history, science, or whatever. I always knew the answers. But I never bothered to apply myself or do the work. That's why everyone thought I was the stupid blonde girl. No one saw my potential. And that's just how I wanted it.
But then things started to not go my way. No matter what I did, I began to feel like people were better than me.
Carly and Freddie started to talk about all their college options 24/7, and we were only juniors. I started to slip out of conversations because I obviously had no options. I was seen as the failure. While my two best friends would get scholarships to Harvard or Yale, I'd be the one living in cardboard boxes eating gum of the side walk and selling my 'virginity' to any man that would take me.
And no one bothered to tell that I was going nowhere in life. Partly because they were afraid I'd beat them up and partly because they just knew that I was a lost cause. But I could tell by the way they looked at me with disappointment basically written on their foreheads, that they thought I was worthless.
It was then that things turned for the worst.
I started losing sleep, eating less, and becoming even crankier than I was before, all because the stress started to become too overwhelming. I began to believe all the things that I found written about me in the stalls in the girl's bathroom. Everyone was imagining their future. But no matter how hard I tried to picture myself, I couldn't. I figured that I had no future, and that the farthest I'd go in life was six feet under the ground, out of everyone else's way.
But I wasn't going to give up. Sam Puckett could take on anything. If there was one thing I was good at it was getting what I wanted. And I wanted a future. I wanted to go places in life and have a family and make money.
So I decided. And it was the very first thing that I had decided. I decided that I would stop being a lazy ass and start doing the work. I decided that life was too short not to put in any effort. And more importantly, I decided that I wanted to be a chef. Yup, you read it right. Sam Puckett was going to be a Chef.
And I suppose that's where it all began.
