Hi... there. I hope you are so far enjoying my first fanfic, iWant Him, and while I was outlining the next chapter, I came up with this so I hope you'll enjoy reading this as well. This is already my second fanfic, and this is my concept of an alternate iCarly universe. Please enjoy and review!
Wait, before I start...
Disclaimer: I DON'T own iCarly.
Prologue/Introduction
Fredward "Freddie" Benson, 23, is a college student in Washington State University College of Business who is now in his third year. He lives in an apartment in Pullman, Washington, only a few minutes from school. He has a roommate named Rod, and he was better known for being a jerkface badass. That is, until he had a relationship with some chick named Carly, whom he met at his workplace, some DVD rental shop called X-Rated Madness. Their relationship lasted for two and a half years, until the chick dumped him just because she can't stand his jerkish nature. From then on, Freddie swore he'd never fall for another woman.
Samantha "Sam" Puckett, 19, is a freshman college student in WSU College of Education, who is totally nice, lovable, but can break a bone if she needed to. She lives with her mom in Seattle, Washington, and got used to taking a bus for three hours everyday to school, since her mom can't afford to buy her a car legally. She has never had a relationship before, but she isn't what you call "desperate". She may be single and virgin at 19, but she still makes sure a guy would pass all of her requirements before he can even be her boyfriend.
Because on one weird and annoying school policy on requiring carpooling, would their paths cross, and would they be perfect for each other? Let's find out.
Chapter One: Announcement
(Freddie's POV)
Ah, nothing better than the sweet smell of fresh air while driving to school at about seventy-four miles an hour. Six forty-two AM... about eleven miles from Washington State University... just sitting here with feet in the pedals, eyes on the road and hands on the steering wheel... and it's already a good day. Nothing really much to worry about aside from home works and such and thank God my roommate Rod finally got his own car. Man, it's very much better driving alone than going with him. Well, it's still better off with him than with someone I don't even know. Seconds later, my phone rang. It's Rod; he probably wants to borrow some underwear.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Freddie?"
"Hey, Rod, what do you want?"
"Where are you?"
"Uh...'bout nine miles from school, why?"
"Make it fast, Mr. Skinner is about to make an announcement"
"Oh, okay- woah, woah, wait, wait. You are already at school?"
"Yeah"
"When I left our apartment, you were still showering"
"Yeah, I was fetched by Cameron about two minutes after you left"
"Cameron, that dude who drives like some sort of race car driver?"
"Yeah, same one"
"Kay... what announcement?"
"I don't know yet. He said it's really good news, and that everyone must be in as early as possible or he'll announce it at exactly six fifty"
"Hey, no rush, it's only.." I looked at my watch and it read... "...six forty-five, and I'm about five miles from school"
"'Kay, I'll just wait here"
"Kay"
"Bye"
"Bye" I said as I hung up. Oh my God, what announcement must this be about? Just by judging Rod's voice earlier, it looks like really good news, so I sped up, anyway, this freeway doesn't really have speed limit, and managed to park my car at the nearest vacant spot from the building on about twelve minutes before seven.
"Kay, I'm here" I said upon arriving at the classroom. Man, I hate Thursdays, not just because the first period is at the seventh floor, but it is because my first-period professor, Mr. Skinner, is the most unpredictable teacher ever. He says stuff like good news, then when he tells it, it's no good news at all. After a few seconds, everyone is here, and he began telling the "good news".
"Okay, class, thank you for coming in early, and good morning, by the way" Mr. Skinner greeted "So, now, before we start the class, the good news I've been yappin' on about is that our Dean, Mr. Richard Ray, has just implemented the new Carpooling Policy for the whole of the College of Business, and it's effective tomorrow"
Wait, am I still asleep? Am I dreaming? PLEASE tell me I'm dreaming! Carpooling Policy? Did I hear him right? Please tell me I didn't hear him right!
Mr. Skinner teased me and my other classmates who hated the new policy further "Come on! Aren't you psyched about the new policy that the Dean has signed?"
Psyched?! Who would be psyched about carpooling someone I don't even know? Who knows, maybe I'd come across a psychopath with a chainsaw?! Oh, God, this day cannot get worse!
Yeah, it got worse. Some kid in the corner raised his hand and asked "Um.. Mr. Skinner... what is carpooling?"
"Man, what else don't you know?" I heard him whisper before answering the kid's question "Carpooling is sharing your ride with one or more people" then he turned to the whole class "Now, according to the new Carpooling Policy, all students of the Washington State University College of Business, from first to fourth year, who have their own vehicles registered in the university are required to carpool a minimum of one and maximum of four students from other colleges who do not have their own ride due to growing traffic congestion, and sudden increase in oil price and toll fee in highways and expressways"
"So...we just go across someone and decide how much he/she shall pay us?" Rod said, who obviously wasn't very happy about it either.
"Oh, no" Mr. Skinner shook his head "You won't be charging people that you will be giving a ride"
"WHAT?!" I blurted out. I-I can't take it anymore. "We have to do it for FREE?! How can we divide our budget for food and others if we have to do this one for free?!"
"Then it's your problem, not mine" Mr. Skinner said, more of in a teasing and insulting way, and it's not surprising that more of my classmates here are more enraged by this than ever. He tried to calm everyone by saying "hey, hey, EVERYONE! Listen, this is a place for you to study, and not for you to charge people for business..."
Ironic, isn't it? This is College of Business and our Dean doesn't want us to turn this college into business. Mr. Skinner went on, "and of course, the people you would be giving a ride for free are only those who live in either Washington or Idaho. The rest, maybe a minimum fee of $20 and maximum of $200, depending on location".
I again raised my hand "Sir, this is time consuming. It doesn't even help us at all!"
"You are wrong, Mr. Benson. This helps you a lot. It helps you to manage your time properly and budget your money"
Yeah, manage your time, especially when your customer lives at Vegas, LA or even New York.
"I will be getting your phone numbers and the Dean will give it along with your schedule of classes to the Deans of the other colleges, so that the students would know who to call when they need a ride".
Oh, so it's just calling a cab. Only that I will be the cab driver, there would be no cab meter, and worse, this is free of charge. After a few seconds, I heard the old man talk again but this time, it got into my nerves.
"And of course, let's talk about punishment. If you come to school alone, it can be possible that nobody called you, so it's fine, but once you came out of school premises after dismissal without any passenger, you get a failing mark for the whole semester".
Okay, I can't take this anymore. I walked out of the room; I lost interest in the discussion that we were about to have right after the old man finish his "good news". Wow, it's... seven o-seven, and in a mere twenty-five minutes, my good day has turned into a bad nightmare. Well, anyway, I'd rather sit here in my car, listen to music, go online, than hear more from Mr. Skinner, who was one of the co-authors of the Carpooling Policy. Anyway, it's just one hour, I can attend my next class, and hope that I can hear no more of this Carpooling Policy shit.
Finally, class has ended. I'm in my apartment with Rod, who was against the policy either, to talk about the policy with.
"What happened, man?" Rod asked "Everyone was talking about how you walked out of class earlier.
"I bet they were talking about how obnoxious Dean Ray is to impose a policy like this"
"Well you thought right. You know that two freshmen yelled at Dean Ray right after they heard of the new policy?"
"Well good! Wait, can't we just carpool each other?"
"No, we can't" he replied "According to the old man, if we do, then we'll mess up the whole point of this whole policy"
"Ugghh! Worse day ever" I said. Did I ever say that today's a good day? If I did, then I take it back. Man, I wanted to drop out of this goddamn institution, or at least switch to any other college, but Dean Jerkface has prohibited us to do so.
"Man, I better get some rest" I said as I laid down my bed.
"Good night" I heard him say
"Good night" I said as I turned off the lights and almost instantly fell asleep.
Please stay tuned for Chapter 2 for more exciting scenes, and please don't forget to write tour reviews!