Hey Guys, this is the first in what I expect to be a long series so strap in! You will be subject to a lot of bumps and turns and let me know on ANY ideas you want me to change/keep through this. It is through Sams POV but if you want me to take a crack at anyone elses don't hesitate to ask, Review and follow if you want more because I'll be replying to most of them plus the more reviews you guys give this series the quicker I will be motivated to put the next instalment out. Anyway I hope you have fun and this is also my first story so don't be afraid to be abit mean I can take criticism! without further ado, I give you... ILoveYou! (PLUS I don't own ICarly and if I did they DEFINATLY wouldn't allow that shit on Kids T.V)

I guess if you asked everyone in Ridgeway Junior High who I was you'd probably get one of three different answers.

First would be the teachers, who would tell you a load of crap about so much potential and how if I put my mind to it I could be a good student instead of the vulgar, ham fisted little asshole I am right now. And they are defiantly right.

The second answer you'd get would be from the kids, including Fred-dork, who would say I'm one of the scariest kids at school, and if you get in my way (which isn't that hard) then I could make your life a living nightmare with torments coming both physically and mentally, or whichever I know will cause the most pain. Again, like with what the teachers say about me I know they're right too.

But then there's the third answer, the answer that only one student in the whole entire school could say and absolutely mean it. If you asked her who Sam Puckett was she'd say with a huge smile on her face, 'Sam is the best friend anyone could ask for.' Carly Shay. The only person in the world I would put above myself in any situation yet I can't help but feel like what she thinks about me is pure bullshit. Like seriously, all I ever do is steal her food, hide from my abusive mom at her place nearly every night and make fun of her stupid geeky friends. I mean, that's not a friendship that's me taking everything and her just giving. I mean sure, I beat up on the odd kid who looks at her funny and if she said the word I'd wail on anyone without giving it a second thought (which she has only asked me to do once to a bitch named Jocelyn), surely she could do better than me though?

This isn't the first time these thoughts have kept me awake and I sure as hell know this is the last, but thinking about this stuff helps.

Turning over again in my bed I look at the cracked clock on my 'nightstand' (a cardboard box), the time reveals I've been thinking about this for just over an hour. Shaking my head, I try and block out all the thoughts in my head, but I can't. It's like my own body won't let me rest until I admit how I feel, so with a deep breath I say the words I've been dreading to admit for all these years, "I love you Carly Shay…"

Instantly my tense body relaxes, and it couldn't have been more than a minute before I was fast asleep, a smile on my face as I imagined holding Carly, giggling together over crappy T.V while she stares at me the way they do in the Disney movies, you know when the prince looks at the princess and you just know he loves her… god knows I already look at her that way… no matter how hard I try to hide it.

The next day drags out, whenever I go to school it's just so predictable that I swear to god if I didn't torment Gibby I might have gone insane. It's gotten a little weird lately though, one day I came in late since my mom didn't bother to get me up (Hence the reason I had to steal that old alarm clock that's in my room) so he came looking for ME. He says it's because he was scared I would just hurt him double tomorrow but I'm pretty sure he gets some kinda sick thrill from it, so I let him off easy and just put twice as much effort into mentally torturing Freddie.

It's not as much fun as it used to be though, since I told the world about Freddie never kissing anyone Carly has been on my ass about bulling him too much. So it isn't at all surprising when I get to Carlys after Detention finishes up to see the king of nerd himself hiding behind her. I sigh, flicking my bag across the floor and jumping into the empty space besides Carly on her couch, making Freddie retreat further away from me, the other side of her.

"Hey Sam, how was detention?" Carly smiles at me as I put my legs up over her. I swear to god her smile is just the best, and as a result I now trying to stop myself from doing the same.

"Eh… Pretty crappy." As quickly as it came her smile disappears, and I know I've fell into one of her guilt traps before she even gets a chance to speak.

"Oh well maybe you should stop swapping out the football teams vitamins for Viagra!"

I start giggling at the memory of the whole football team getting hard ons at kick off, no matter how mad Carly was mad at me I knew she thought it was funny too. Right as Carly finishes talking Spence makes his way from downstairs, on his phone as he makes his way to the kitchen and grabbing a slice of baloney

"HAHA! Sam, you did that? That is totally…" Carly gives the glare to Spencer, making him quickly lower his eyes and make his way out of the room as he swallows his baloney whole, "Irresponsible and totally not hilarious in any way…" He can't contain his laughter though and gives me a fist bump on the way to his room, which makes me smile.

I don't know what it is about Spence, but I feel more comfortable around him than any of my family. My mom is a psycho bitch who never does anything but sleep with guys, my sister is the only thing she cares about and I swear to god if I hadn't had my Uncle Carmine and Cousin Chaz…. I don't even want to think about what could have happened to me.

"Hello, earth to Sam?!" I snap back from my thoughts and see Carly looking still as pissed as she did a minute ago and Freddie now sat next to her watching T.V. clearly I was supposed to respond but I've learnt from experience that just saying yes without realising can get you into a lot of trouble. It did get me a pony once, speaking of which I wonder how Gaga is doing these days…

"Oh my god you aren't even listening to me when I'm shouting at you for not listening to me!"

This makes Fred-dork laugh, so I reach out with my foot and kick him in the ribs, "OW! Carly did you just see that?"

I roll my eyes and apparently, Carly isn't in the mood for Freddies attention seeking crap today either," Oh come on we both know Sam could've hurt you a lot worse. And as for YOU Sam you need to learn to control yourself. One of these days they are actually going to actually get proof and I won't move schools just because you get suspended!"

Her voice is stern, well, it's stern for Carly at least, and I know her too well for her to be mad at me for too long, "Yes you would cupcake…"

Her voice goes soft again, "Yeah I would… "she drops her body weigh onto me for a hug and I know I've got her, "But I wouldn't be happy about it!" I laugh to myself and Carly smiles. Benson however looks unimpressed as he looks at his watch.

"Oh guys, we need to start getting ready the show starts in fifteen minutes."

Trust Benson to spoil my hugging time with Carly, I need to make a mental note to get back at him for this, but for now, we have a show to do…

"Ok so I guess that proves it…" Carly begins.

"You CAN start a fire with pee… as long as you have some lighter fluid in there too!"

"WEE OOO WEE OOO WEE OOO" Me and Carly are giggling as Spencer makes the noise of a fire truck, complete with a siren hat over the now slightly large fire burning in the corner of the room that Saco and Spence cornered off before the show. He quickly extinguishes the fire and the camera turns to him, "Remember guys, do not try this at home I am a trained…. I'm trained in A profession so just… OO I smell cookies… Oh no they smelt burnt… and my foot is hurti… OH GOD MY FOOT IS ON FIRE!"

He continues hopping around the room, nearly setting multiple things on fire until I take the extinguisher and try to put it out, the damn thing was empty though so I just gave up and beat the fire on his legs with the extinguishers, which made Carly and Freddie double over in laughter, and Spencer fall over with pain, still making his fire truck noise in between his painful sounding sobs.

Out of breath grab the camera from where the dweeb had dropped it from laughing so hard and put it on myself, "That… that was Icarly…. If they let us do it again… we'll see you next time."

And with that Freddie gets up and ends the show, while Carly makes her way to see if Spencer is ok…

It takes about an hour but eventually we get to our post-show ritual of drinking Peppy cola, me and Carly in the car chair while Spencer, still nursing his foot, and Freddie search the site for comments. It isn't really a ritual now that I come to think about it, usually I'm just too lazy to go downstairs so I make Freddie do all the searching and read the none boring ones to me and carls, then Spencer always brings us Peppy colas and joins in… not that I'm complaining in any way. We usually get a lot of comments, mostly because we say the most liked comment after an hour we either read out on the show or if it could be a segment we actually put it in the show… which is where the pee on fire came from.

"Oh here's one… 'Dear ICarly, I loved tonight's show, I nearly peed my pants when Spencer thought his foot on fire smelt like cookies! I have no idea how you come up with this stuff, and I've always wondered, what happens if you drink nothing but Peppy cola for a week? Love, Kandice."

My ears perk up, a smile widening on my face when I hear what Spence says, "That's the most liked comment?"

He looks at the laptop again, "As far as I can see yeah."

"Ok, I'm putting myself forward for this one!"

I put my feet up, drinking nothing but Peppy cola for a segment? I don't think I've ever had anything easier to do for ICarly since we first started it!

"How many does that have spence?" Ugh… even just his voice annoys me…

"12,567."

"Nah, this one got you beat… by a long way actually, 50,345."

Me and Carly jump forward, that was nearly half the people who watched us live in the Mid-week episode (Time zones means we get most our views from our mid-week episode from people watching later)! "Holy crap what was the comment?"

"Dear ICarly, Great episode and I think I speak for everyone when I say that that has to be one of the funniest episodes yet! Recently you did a couple episodes where you said Sam and Freddie had never kissed anyone and that got me thinking, why don't you have a live truth or dare with the audience? Love Harley."

"Well, I mean, that's more than we have ever gotten from a comment after just an hour… I guess this Saturdays I carly is a Truth or Dare special!" Carly says sceptically.

Looking around the room none of the four of us looked exactly happy, I however was pissed, going from Peppy cola drinking to Letting my fucking secrets out to the internet… I needed a smoke.