HEYY! this is an AU where carly and Freddie are brother and sister. because truly, they look WAY too alike to be boyfriend/girlfriend. it's just gross

so yeah, mrs bension is mrs. shay in this story:D

ok so I've googled and googled and cannot seem to figure out how old sam, Freddie and carly were when they created Icary. So since I'm bending the rules anyway, I'm just going to say they were fourteen.

I'll admit that this is based loosely around the song "Best Friend's Brother" which kind of gave me the idea for this story

oh. and this is SEDDIE (yay:D) and …carly I have a plan for her but why would I tell you?

My name is Samantha Puckett. Don't call me Samantha though. I might just punch you in the stomach. Call me Sam. I like in Seattle with my mom while my twin sister is living it up at a boarding school but that's cool because my best friend and I are web stars.

My best friend's name is Carly and almost four years ago we along with her tech nerd of a twin brother created "ICarly," named after Carls herself. The show took off, gaining countless views (though if you asked Fredward, he'd be able to give you a figure) and won an IWeb award only after jumping from an airplane (long story). So it's pretty easy to say ICarly is a hit.

The three of us just started our senior year and things are changing just a bit. Mom and I moved into Carly and Freddie's building so I'm spending more time at the Shay residence than ever. We're doing ICarly twice a week with live music and random humor as always. That much hasn't changed.

What has changed is how I'm seeing Freddie Shay, my best friend's brother. The nerd, the nub. He plays virtual role-playing games and shoots arrows and counts down but never says one and has always irritated me to no end. I don't know what's happened now though because I've noticed my eyes lingering on the camera during ICarly and even when Carly is out on a date I still hang around the apartment.

Anyway, now you're caught up on my life story or at least the parts that matter. So lets move on with the story and you can catch up on anything I've missed.

I pulled my penny tee over my head and grabbed my backpack before looking at my reflection in the mirror of my bathroom. I smiled at my curls, flipping them over and turning out the door with a little grin. I hurried past my mom's door where she was still asleep and opened the door, heading downstairs past Lewbert and into my car where Carly was waiting in the passenger side and Freddie was sitting in the back, texting someone on his phone.

"Hey, Sam." Carly greeted as I revved the engine. She was wearing a black skirt and gray leggings paired with a white shirt. Her eyes were bright as always and her pink backpack was nuzzled in her lap. "What would you say if I told you we have a double date tonight?" She asked, looking at her phone to check the time as we pulled out of the parking garage.

My eyes darted to the back seat for a fraction of a second and I made eye contact with Freddie before I quickly averted my eyes. "I'd say with who." I answered, weaving through the cars and counting the sound of my own heartbeat.

Carly's eyes lit up as she ran her fingers through her brown curls. "With Brandon Rodgers." She told me waiting for a reaction.

Now, I should love this. Brandon Rodgers is six-two and has dreamy brown eyes paired with a face of a model. He's built and simply gorgeous not to mention completely hilarious. Only problem is I am secretly in love with her brother. "Awesome, Carls." I told her, faking excitement.

"I thought so." She answered with a grin as I pulled up in Ridgeway's parking lot.

I found a parking spot near the front of the lot and we disembarked from the car, heading through the front door toward our lockers. Freddie waved, bidding us ado so he could go to his AV club meeting. Once he was gone, I let out a long breath, leaning against my locker. "So, this double date." I probed with a forced smile.

Carly grinned at me as she dialed her locker combination. "Yeah, him and Tyler are going to pick us up at seven." She told me as she riffled through her locker. Tyler was Brandon's best friend who just happened to be equally attractive. "I was thinking you should wear that cute little purple sundress and you could come over for me to fix your hair."

I nodded, smiling a bit. I loved the way Carly got excited over stuff like this. I guess when you aren't in love with someone else, dating a random hot guy could be really fun. "Sounds like a plan, Carls."

Carly smiled, closing her locker. "Awesome. I'll see you in English." She told me with a smile before heading off down the hallway.

I let out a long breath before heading toward chemistry where class would start in twenty minutes. Gibby was sitting in his seat across from the room, scribbling in a notebook. "Hey, Gibs." I said to him, notifying him of my presence.

He looked up and smiled, closing his notebook and walking over. "I heard you're double dating with Carly tonight." He commented, sitting down in the seat beside me for the moment.

I shrugged, reaching into my backpack to pull out my chemistry homework. The night before I sat at my desk, carefully organizing elements into their correct electron configurations and thinking about Freddie and how he so flawlessly executed everything he did. "Yeah." I answered before frowning. "How'd you know about that?"

He chuckled. "I overheard Brandon and Tyler talking about it this morning." He replied with a little smirk. He looked at me seriously. "How'd that happen?" He asked, knowing eyes appraising me.

"Carly is a force of nature." I answered simply. People flooded the classroom and soon I was sitting beside Freddie as Mrs. West told corny chemistry jokes that only Freddie seemed to get.

School was boring as always and soon enough I was driving us home once again in the simple pattern that had become our lives. Carly and Freddie went upstairs to get ready for rehearsal for the show and I slipped into my apartment to grab my dress. Mom wasn't home as always so once I grabbed my dress I went straight to Carly's.

The door was unlocked so I knew Mrs. Shay hadn't gotten home yet. She was uptight about the door being locked at all times. Okay, so she's uptight about pretty much everything but lately she's been working late more often. Guess she misses Mr. Shay when he's away. That's definitely understandable.

The eldest Shay was standing beside one of his outrageous sculptures. Spencer was a law school dropout turned artist and he was always working on some sort of sculpture of some sort. He glanced up from his work for a moment, waving at me. "Hey, Sam." He called as I barreled toward the stairs.

"Hey, Spence." I called back without turning as I sped up the stairs. I dumped my dress on Carly's bed and then dashed into the studio where Carly was leaning up against the car and Freddie was typing away at his computer. "Hey Carls, Fredward."

Carly smiled, hopping up. "That was fast." She commented, smiling a bit as she reached for the neat stack of pastel index cards on Freddie's tech cart.

"I try." I answered with a smile before taking the index cards Carly handed her and reading over them quickly. "Sounds like this is going to be a good show." I commented before glancing around. "When's Gibby going to get here?"

Just then Gibby walked into the room, arms outstretched. "Gibbay." He announced, stretching out the last syllable of his name playfully.

"There he is." Carly answered with a little laugh before nodding. "Yeah, it's going to be great."

I smiled and nodded, starting in on rehearsal as planned but in my mind I was counting the times Freddie cleaned the screen on his laptop. Tonight he seemed to be in an odd mood. Less talkative, more introverted. That concerned me a little so I planned to ask him what was wrong later.

Once rehearsal was over though, Carly drug me into her room and started working on my hair so I didn't get to check on Freddie which honestly left a bad taste in my mouth. I'm beginning to hate hiding this from Carly but I know I could never tell her. She can't know I'm in love with her brother.

"Hey, Sam, are you alright?" Carly asked me as she set the curling iron down on her desk.

I internally cringed. I must've been cringing and not realized it. "Yeah, I'm fine." I answered quickly. "Just a little hungry." I added to explain the face I'd been making.

Carly laughed. "Alright, well, you're done so you can put on your dress and then go get food."

I grinned before hurrying to shove the dress over my now 'perfect' hair to go downstairs. It wasn't completely a lie. I'm Sam, I'm always hungry. The dress fell into place easily and then I hurried downstairs to riffle through the fridge.

"Lookin' good there, Princess Puckett." That voice sent my heart racing as I turned from the now forgotten fridge. There he was in his khaki shorts and blue button down shirt. He was smirking as he leaned against the wall.

I bit back a blush, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and closing the door. "Thanks, Fredweird." I half joked, crossing the room to stand in front of him.

He chuckled. "So." He hedged, raising an eyebrow. "Brandon Rodgers." He stated without much elaboration so I simply rose an eyebrow at me. "I wouldn't have guessed him."

I shrugged as the door bell rang. "Well, Carly just set it up." I answered without answering the question behind his words. I walked across the room and opened the door to reveal Tyler standing behind the door with a smile.

"Hey, Sam." He said, looking at Freddie as Carly bounced down the stairs. "You too coming along tonight or something?" He asked, looking between Freddie and me.

I frowned, looking at Carly who scrunched up her nose in confusion. "Tyler, where is Brandon?" Carly asked, looking at him with a tilt of his head.

"Dunno, why?" Tyler asked, still eying Freddie and me.

Carly just frowned at the floor and Freddie sighed before smiling. He wrapped one of his arms around my shoulders and smiled at Tyler. "No, I think that'd be crossing some sort of line to go on one of my sister's dates. Sam and I are just going to hang out here." He covered and I smiled a bit. That's why I love Freddie. He's sweet.

Tyler chuckled. "I guess you're right." He offered Carly an arm before smiling at Freddie again. "Have fun you too."

Freddie nodded. "You too." He smirked a bit, crossing over into brother mode. "Just not too much." He added and Tyler chuckled again, stepping outside.

"Yes, sir." Tyler answered and then they were gone and it was just me, Freddie and the electricity running up my spine. That's when his arm dropped from my shoulders and I realized it wasn't real.

My chemistry teacher's name is mrs west and she tells corny jokes and makes amazing chocolate chip cookies ok so for half of this chapter I was super happy cuz I loved this whole idea I have goin in my head then I stepped away from the story for a few minutes to take my two Spanish tests. I made a 30 on one and a 67 on the other. now I'm slightly depressed and in a wallowy mood so if it's reflected in my writing I sorry. though I will tell you the plot of the chapter didn't change at all from the original plan-just my own connotation.