Welcome Back, Freddie Benson.

Prologue

Why? Why did this have to happen to me? Freddie thought to himself as he was waiting outside of the apartment for his uncle Charlie. With his bags. His mother was a pain in the neck, but she didn't deserve to be this sick. And to think if she would've told someone about her illness, this wouldn't have happened. But now she was in the hospital in intensive care on life support, fighting to live. And the only legal guardian was all the way on the other side of the country.

But it was too late now. So here he was waiting for the taxi to take him all the way to Miami, Florida, where he would go to stay with his uncle Charlie. And Carly, Sam, or Spencer was nowhere to be found. It hurt him that they didn't even care about his long departure from Seattle. But he had to push it out of his mind. He had worse things to worry about. What about iCarly? I know they couldn't just replace him with someone else that easily. And what about school? He was just starting as a junior in Ridgeway, where all his closest friends were. And now he would have to start a whole new life in a place that he has never been to before. And most importantly, what about Sam? They had just started their relationship, and now it was just about to end so easily. But obviously she didn't care about them that much that they didn't even come down to say goodbye.

A half an hour later, he heard a honking noise from a yellow vehicle coming towards him. As he gathered his bags to put them in the trunk, then settled his self in the backseat, with his laptop and earphones.

Several times during the trip, he tried e-mailing Carly and Sam, even Spencer, but he didn't get a respond back. He also tried texting and calling them, but didn't hear anything back from them. This was really starting to anger him. They had been best friends since 6th grade, and now he might be leaving forever and it's like they didn't even care.

As he pulled up in front of the airport, he slowly got out of the car with his laptop and gathered his bags as if someone would stop him and say "Freddy, don't go!". But unfortunately, that wasn't going to happen. So, depressed and betrayed, he continued to carry his bags to the plane.

As he was getting his bags in the overhead storage, sat down and seated his portable computer on his lap, there was a very pretty girl, 16, about Freddy's age, with caramel color skin, sat beside him. She had long, dark, straight hair and she was looking right at Freddy.

"Hey." Freddy greeted the girl next to him. "I'm Freddy. Freddy Benson."

"Hi. I'm Karla Rosas. But my friends call me Karly" she had a Hispanic tone to her voice.

As she reached her hand out to shake his, Freddy was mesmerized in her caramel skin.

"Sorry." Freddy apologized as he gained his composure and shook her hand. So for the rest of the 8-hour trip they talked about everything from their hometowns and Family to their favorite TV shows and Kenan Thompson.

Karla came from Los Angeles, California. But a bad family fight sent her living with her Grandma in Miami. After Freddy explained his life story, she finally recognized him as the cameraman from iCarly. Yay… Freddy said in his mind as she described him as a 'cameraman'. This made him think of Carly and Sam even more. But he pushed that out of his mind.

Losing track of time, Freddy and Karly realized that the plane had finally landed and it was time to get off. As they got off Freddy grabbed his and Karly's bag and made his way out of the plane.

"Well, this is my stop." Freddy said as his cab approached him.

"Bye. I'll call you as soon as I can." Karly added shyly.

"Okay. See you around…" Freddy said as he made his way into the cab, disappointed because he wouldn't get to talk to his new friend as much as he wanted to. With one last look out of the backseat window out of the cab, Freddy waved, with Karla immediately waving back.

As he pulled up to his Uncle Charlie's house, his jaw dropped in amazement. The place was at least 3 stories. It looked like that of a celebrity's mansion. After he got out of the cab, it made him want to start singing the "Fresh Prince of Bel-Air" theme song. Before he knocked on the front door, which was gigantic, there was a man with sandy brown hair that answered the door.

"Hey, Uncle Charlie!" Freddy greeted his uncle.

"Hey, Fred-O!" Uncle Charlie greeted back. "Come on in and I'll show you your room."

As Uncle Charlie leaded Freddy into the house, he saw a SUV pull up next door by the house. He saw Karla get out of the back seat. As she noticed him, she grinned happily and waved.

I'm gonna like this place. Freddy thought to himself as he grinned and waved back before going inside the house.

Author's Note: Hey Guys! This may seem like it's taking long to get into, but I promise, it's getting good, dude. My first Fan Fic, so Reviews are, like, wanted…

Disclaimer: I don't own any of iCarly, so…