iWill Fight Her Instead
Chapter 1: Different Video
Author's Notes: I don't own iCarly. This is for franciee from LiveJournal who wanted a story on what would happen if Sam fought Shelby instead.
"Shelby's really good."
"Oh I don't know Carls, I think you could take her."
"No," Carly replied. "I couldn't do that. But you could."
"Oh yeah," Sam said sarcastically, putting up a fist. "Come on Shelby, hit me with all you got. I could go right here right now."
Carly laughed. "You hear her?" she continued sarcastically. "Sam is bad."
"Oh yeah," Sam kept doing fake punches. "Yeah baby, bad to the bone."
The two girls continued being sarcastic.
Later…
"Oh great," Freddie was reading the comments on their iCarly video. "So many people took the things Sam said the wrong way. They think she REALLY meant she could get rid of Shelby."
"Move aside, Fredward," Sam pushed him off the seat and sat down. She read through the comments. "Oh, what do they know?" She got up from the computer.
"Sam," Freddie got up. Sam pushed him down again. "Sam! This is serious. Everybody thinks you hate Shelby." Carly went over to Freddie and helped him up.
"Oh whatever Fredface," Sam sat down on the couch. "And if they think I hate Shelby, they can live with their lies. But Shelby's my cele- uh… favorite celebrity." She didn't want anybody, not even Carly, to know she had a secret crush on the famous fighter who won everytime; Shelby Marx.
Sam had pictures on the wall, every poster, every magazine, and every Shelby outfit. She even had a Shelby Marx fashion doll.
Somebody rang the doorbell.
"I'll get it!" Carly opened the door.
"Is Sam here?" The girl at the door said.
"Yeah…" Carly responded. "Sam!"
Sam went to the door beside Carly. She smiled, it took all her strength not to explode with happy fangirl screams.
"Hello Sam Puckett," the girl at the door said. "I'm Shelby Marx."
"Aahhhh," Sam whispered.
"I saw your video."
"AAAHHH!" Sam screamed happily and fainted.
iWill Fight Her Instead