Hello again! I want to take a moment to say that this is a sequel to "iThink You Need Help". I'm not going to lie - I really had a LOT of ideas for a sequel and I hope people enjoy it. So...to all those that read my first story ever, I hope you enjoy this one!

Oh yeah, and like the description said, it's a Seddie story, folks....

Enjoy! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly

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It was a few weeks since Freddie and Sam had been dating. Freddie was rather happy dating Sam and Sam was…well…Sam. Carly was also rather happy to see her two friends together and happy. Sam still didn't really show that they were "together" when in front of Carly a whole lot, but it just showed that Sam was still uncomfortable, even after being with Freddie for nearly three weeks. It was Friday afternoon; Sam and Carly were heading back to Carly's place, while Freddie was staying after school with the A/V Club.

"Stupid, rotten Wendy," Sam muttered as she pushed the door open to Carly's apartment. She threw her bag to the floor and put her coat over it. "Who does she think she is, saying those things about me?"

"Sam…calm down, please? Remember, it doesn't matter what those other girls think!" Carly replied, hanging her coat up and putting her bag next to Sam's.

"Yeah, well…it just really makes me mad!" Sam shot back. "Sometimes…I just feel like…" she began, but she then shook her head and sighed in frustration. "Never mind," she then muttered. Carly walked to the fridge and got a couple of sodas for her and Sam. She handed one to her best friend, who sat down on the couch. Carly joined her on the couch next to her and picked up the remote for the TV.

"How about we watch something? I think someone his getting hurt on some channel?" she said, trying to cheer up her friend. Sam just shook her head.

"I know you're trying to help, Carly. But, I don't think it's going to work." Carly looked at her friend. "We just have to face facts! I might have to-"

"Don't say it, Sam!" Carly quickly jumped in. "You don't need to do that!" Sam turned to Carly, looking at her long and hard. Then, she sighed.

"…I don't want to, but…you know how I am! I hate being called…girly. And let's face it! Dating Freddie…makes me appear a little…girly." She shook her head. "I haven't even called him names in the past week alone! He's making me go soft!" Carly shook her head in response.

"That's silly! Freddie really likes you! He cares about you!" she pleaded with Sam. "Please? Just…give it some time! You know how those people are!" Sam rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Fine! I'll give it another week! But…and you cannot tell Freddie this, but if I get called girly again at all next week…I have to break up with him!" Carly bit her lower lip. She didn't know what to say at that moment.

For the past two weeks, since Freddie and Sam had been dating, it seemed as it should be - Sam would be beating on Freddie, calling him names, giving him wedgies; it was like nothing happened. But as the week went on, Sam realized that she really cared about Freddie more than she could handle. She began forgetting to give him wedgies, forgot about playing tricks on him. She even began to hold his hand in the halls of the school! It was then that she began to hear the whispers, the remarks. Her worst fear had been happening again - she was being called girly and soft. Oh, but not by the boys…oh no.

By the girls. And that was harder for Sam to listen to than anyone could have imagined.

Carly was very afraid for them both. Freddie was really happy dating Sam; she hadn't seen him this happy since…well, Carly couldn't remember. But she was worried what it might do to him if Sam broke up with him. I just won't let that happen, she thought to herself. Sam and Freddie are happy together! So I need to make sure they remain together!

"Hey Carls, I'm going to that little mini mart on the corner to grab some fat cakes," Sam said, standing up from the couch. Carly gave Sam a questioning look.

"Don't you need money from people?" Carly asked with a laugh. Sam nodded.

"…I've got money," she replied innocently. Carly sighed.

"Sam…did you take money out of my purse again?" Sam stood there for a moment, and then dashed out the door. Carly shot up from the couch, screaming, "SAM!" But Sam was already gone and out of sight. Carly just walked back into her apartment and sat back down on the couch.

"Hey kiddo," Spencer said, coming out his room. "How was school today?"

"Hey Spence," Carly replied, a little down. "It was…fine." Spencer walked over to Carly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Oh, Sam keeps getting called 'girly' at school by the other girls and it's really bugging her."

"I thought Sam didn't care what other people thought of her?"

"Not really, no, but since she and Freddie started dating, she's been bothered by all the 'soft' and 'girly' comments everyone's been calling her. And just a few moments ago, she was saying how that if it continues, she's going to break up with Freddie!" Spencer frowned.

"Yikes," he muttered. "Well…what are you going to do?" Carly sighed.

"That's just it; I don't know!" Spencer gave Carly a hug.

"Well…you might not be able to do anything," he began. "Just try to help them, no matter what and if they break up, just try to keep the friendship intact."

"I know," Carly muttered. "But I'm really worried, Spencer! Freddie is so happy being with Sam! And I know Sam is happy too, but she just doesn't like the 'girly' comments." Spencer just shrugged his shoulders.

"It'll all work out in the end, kiddo. Maybe not how you'd like it to, but it'll all be okay in the end." He stood up and walked to the kitchen. "I'm going to get working on some dinner for us. Is Sam staying the night tonight?" Carly nodded.

"Yeah, I hope that's okay?" Spencer just waved her off.

"Of course it is! Sam is always welcome over here! …Just don't go into my room." Carly raised an eyebrow at her brother and shook her head.

"Okay…" she replied. Sam came back in with a box of fat cakes. It was already open and Sam had a fat cake already in hand. Carly giggled at her friend.

"Back peoples; 'sup Spence?" Sam said to Carly's brother.

"Hey Sam! Staying the night tonight, huh?" Sam nodded, devouring yet another pastry treat. "Well, I'm going to get started on some dinner, so I'll give you girls a call when we're ready to eat." Sam took out another fat cake and tore open the package.

"Sounds good," she said, her mouth full of fat cake. Carly sighed at the sight of her friend and stood up.

"C'mon Sam; let's head up to my room and maybe get some ideas about our next iCarly show?" Sam nodded and began to follow Carly up the steps. "…Where's my change?" Carly asked Sam.

"Oh, I stopped and got a smoothie as well," she replied. Carly glared at Sam.

"Sam!" she chided but Sam waved her off.

"Carls! I'm kidding!" Sam dug into her pocket and produced a few bills and some change, putting it into Carly's outstretched hand. Carly rolled her eyes, shoved the change into her pocket and the two friends went upstairs.

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Well...yeah....looks like Sam's got some serious issues being considered "girly"....but she's going to try and ignore it. Will it mean the end of Freddie and Sam? You'll have to find out! Until next time!