My first iCarly so bear with me. I own nothing but the plot line.

December 29, 2009

I can't stop thinking about him. Earlier, I saw him shirtless, with only his sexy plaid jammie pants on. His perfect, kind of round butt. Oh my gosh. I think I am in love with Freddifer Benson.

It all started with that damned kiss. I just want his lips on mine so bad now. They were so soft, so pink, so… kissable. Why won't he kiss me again? Oh, yeah, that's right, because I beat him up all the time. But he cannot know that I am falling for him. What would he say? What would Carls say? What would the WORLD say? I guess what I'm saying is that I'm scared at the outcome of admitting my feelings and I don't know what else to do because the boy is driving me CRAZY with want.

His chest, so tan, so muscular. I can't help but want to run my fingers down it and scratch him up. To run my tongue along the waistline of those plaid pants, make him shiver… oh man, I am in love with him.

AAAAHHHHH!

Ok, well, today…

Morning of Dec. 29

"CARLS!" Sam yelled as she banged the door to her apartment open. She heard the apartment behind her open and there was Freddifer himself, shirtless with those sexy plaid jammie pants on.

"Jeez Sam, do you have to be so loud?" he scratched his head and yawned, his tongue curling like a cat's.

"Do you have to be such a dork Fredderella?" She shot back. He shook his head and returned a moment later, into Carly's apartment with a long sleeved thermal jammie shirt on with his pants.

"That's better." Sam remarked. Freddie opened his mouth to retort, but she cut him off. "My eyes were bleeding and crying on the inside, begging for you to put a shirt back on."

"They were only blee--"

"FREDDIE! SAM!" Spencer yelled as he came hopping out of his room, trying to put a sock on. "I need your help with a new sculpture. Now get dressed!" he hopped back to his room, realizing he had forgotten to put pants on.

Sam and Freddie laughed. Carly came down the steps fully dressed and cocked her head at the two on the couch, who were laughing and smiling. Aw, she thought. I will get those two together if it kills me. Well, show time!

"Hey guys. Sam, go ahead and borrow some clothes and Freddie, please put regular clothing on."

Sam went up the steps and Freddie went back to his apartment while Carly went to the fridge and got some Peppy Cola and a spaghetti taco from dinner the night before.

Sam and Freddie returned at the same time and started arguing over something.

Carly sprayed them with water and yelled. Then they made their way to school, Sam eating some ham on the way.

At school, lunch time.

"Gibby, please put your shit back on." Principal Franklin said as he made is way to the iCarly gang. "Carly, your brother, Spencer," he sighed and shook his head, muttering something about a bathrobe. "is here to pick you up. He says it is very important." He handed her a folder with the work she would miss while she was gone.

She hugged Sam and Freddie and walked off with Mr. Franklin.

"Wonder what's up." Sam said with a gleam in her eye.

"Oh, no, we are not eavesdropping!" Freddie protested, but she was already dragging him through the cafeteria to the vent by the principal's office to listen in.

Spencer was talking, "Carly, your grandpa is dead. We have to go to Yakima to oversee his funeral. We are leaving right away so, let's go." they left, and Sam and Freddie walked slowly back to the cafeteria. Sam was already texting Carly about it. Telling her that she was listening in.

Freddie was at a loss. On one hand, he had no idea how long Carly and Spencer would be gone, and on the other, where would Sam go if she couldn't go to Carly's every day?

"Sam, shut up a minute." Freddie said as they were walking to class. He pulled her into the men's room and locked the door.

She looked up at him, "Finally gonna admit you love me, Freddie-bo-beddie?" she asked, not looking up from her pear phone.

"No. Where are you gonna stay while Carly is gone?" she looked up at him, surprised.

"Well, I don't know."

"Stay with me and my mom. Ok?" he unlocked the door and left Sam sitting there, thinking.

Later, after school at Freddie's.

"How long will you be staying Samantha?" Freddie's mom asked nicely as they did their homework (ugh) at the table.

"Sam, and I don't know. However long Carly and Spence are in Yakima. Alright you cr--"

"Sam, I warned you." Freddie said, not looking up.

"Well, I guess I better go shopping then, what would you like Sam?"

"Ham and ribs and stuff, I guess. Thanks Mrs. B." she sipped at her Peppy Cola as Freddie and Mrs. Benson looked at her incredulously. "What! I need a place to stay and I can't get that by being mean, now can I?" she asked. "I'm gonna go shower."

She got up and locked herself in Freddie's room to write in her… diary before showering in his bathroom.

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