This is a new story requested by WRITE4living. I'm also writing another story called iHave You so please check that out too!(: I'm used to writing in Freddie's POV but this will be Sam's POV, so let's see if I can get into the mind of Sam (; This is kind of a short story but the first chapter will just be Sam's stream of consciousness instead of characters actually talking but please R&R! Enjoy!
~ Chapter 1: Many, Many Regrets
Hey all. The name's Sam. That's it. Just Sam, so don't call me Samantha or I might hurt you. Throughout my life, I have had many many regrets. First of all, I regret not amounting up to my sister Melanie. My mom is rude, obnoxious, aggressive, desperate, greedy, and alone. And I think if I don't watch it, I'll end up just like her. Melanie's the exact opposite of me. She goes to a fancy boarding school, on a scholarship. I go to low-class Ridgeway. She get's prefect grades, I'm a straight D student. She never gets in trouble must I explain my side of that? I always get in trouble. She always has clean hair, new clothes, and clean teeth; well that part is mom's fault for not paying the water bill or getting money to at least give me clothes. Another thing I regret is not being the best friend to Carly, Carly says she could never have a better friend than me, but I think she's just bluffing. We get in too many fights to count for reason I all start, I'm always late to iCarly rehearsal but most of that is mom's fault for making me do things for her… I regret not focusing on school just because it's boring… Wow, I have too many regrets to imagine. If I don't watch it, I will develop a regret that I may not be able to get myself out of.
Okay, here's the story: I like a dork. He's name is Freddie "Fredward" Benson. I've known him for like... 4 or 5 years. He's Carly's next door neighbor and our technical producer for iCarly. He's incredibly dork and techy, he's clumsy, has horrible come backs, horrible creative ideas, but whenever I enter a room and see him… I can't keep myself from smiling. I've always thought that Freddie was adorable, and as the years went by… Freddie got pretty darn hot. He's also mature, has a deep voice, and his body has shaped out nicely. Mama likey… But anyways, it seems like the more I'm with him the more I like him so much that I have this crazy obsession. I don't know if he likes me, he probably doesn't. He's always liked Carly; I've always figured that if he got a girlfriend he would be so nerdy and stupid that the girl would leave him. But now, he is so hot and not AS nerdy, I don't think any girl would. I need to tell him I like him, but he might lose consciousness because of all the times I've constantly caused him physical and emotional pain. I need him to know so badly but this is the only thing I'm really scared of.
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Carly wanted to meet tonight for rehearsal so I walked up to the hallway of where Freddie and Carly lives. Butterflies started going every which was in my stomach. I got to see Freddie tonight! I opened the door and I saw Freddie and Carly in there. But NOT what I thought that'd be doing. They were both sitting on the couch, Carly had her arms wrapped around his neck, and they were kissing. My heart was ripped in two. Here's regret that there's no way I'll be able to un-do.
