Disclaimer: if I owned ICarly do you think I would be writing fan fictions? No, besides if I did the show would have had to be shown on Logo, or some other LGBT TV channel. I can only wish that the right magically is sent to me and I can redo the show with them older and yes have it be Cam, and Freddie can be a bum for all I care! No I like Freddie… oh right… I don't own! g/g don't like don't read!

So hey I wrote this a while ago, found it in my drawer of given up attempts which I don't know why it was in there… oh well! Hope you enjoy! And Carry on!

Jackie

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Sam slowly opened her left eye, then her right. The room was dark and the sheets felt unfamiliar. Why did they not feel soft? And why couldn't she hear breathing beside her? Using her arm to feel next to her, she couldn't feel anyone. Oh, right I'm not at Carly's. The blonde groaned getting out of bed. Her bed wasn't soft; it wasn't like sleeping on a cloud. It was hard, evil and made her back hurt. Turning one way, then the other, she heard the popping and cracks she forgot she had when she slept here. Her room was dull now, all of her stuff was basically at Carly's house, and she didn't even know why she came here anymore.

She remembered that Carly had left with Spencer to go to L.A. where her father was visiting for a week. Why did she turn down the invite to go? She didn't even know. Her father liked her, and would probably assume that she would have gone. I mean her and Carly were basically attached at the hip. She glanced over to where her sister would have been if she were here. Her sides of the room left untouched the bed still the same, the pillows still thrown on last minute so she could catch a plane. Sam huffed and walked out of the room. A shower would do her some good.

The water was as hot as Sam could take it, her hands supporting her on the wall in front of her so she could let the water hit her head and back at the same time. Her mind wondered over ideas for the next ICarly. Maybe she could surprise Carly with it, after all she never really gave input. With a smile that would creep out Fredweirdo she got out and took the only clothes she had there and put them back on. Now to the ICarly studio, she'd have to enter through a window or pick the lock but oh well.

Her feet now lead her down the same path as always, she didn't need to look, she didn't need to stop and question her location, and she knew exactly where she was going. She ignored the sleeping doorman, though she would have loved to scare him shitless. The stairs seemed inviting as she took her time to get to Carly's floor. Freddie's mom passed her on the way down, she stuck her nose into the air and didn't say a word. That was fine by Sam; she never liked the bitch anyway.

Sam reached the hall where her best friend's door was and paused. She had never picked the lock of her friend's door, it was always open… it gave her an uneasy feeling for the first time to do it. The door seemed different now, like it was sacred and she shouldn't even touch it, but then a note caught her eye, and she picked it up.

Sam,

How did I know you would come here? I've been gone maybe a day or two yea? Well don't pick the door you have your own key. Remember when we played out in the hall and the nerf dart landed in a weird location? Managed to stick even though it wasn't a surface it could? That's where your key is. You can thank Spencer later. It was his idea.

See you in a few days!

Love Carly

She folded the note gently, she never got a love Carly before, she was sure it was nothing. But it was different so she wanted to keep it nice. Sam had to think back about three months ago to when the nerf gun war happened….

It was a no school day, and Sam sat on her couch with a bored expression. "Come on Carls! I want to do ANYTHING please just save me from this boredom!" that's when the small orange dart hit her forehead and stuck. Carly started laughing and tossed the other gun on the far side of the couch before she ran out the door. "You are a dead girl Shay!" Sam jumped faster than Carly thought and soon had the orange foam bullets coming right at her. They shot and played around for two hours, until Carly got hit in the head and made a dramatic death scene as she fell to her knees and called out. "E tu Sam?" Sam had laughed and helped Carly to her feet. Now came the worst part, finding all the damn bullets. Some were on walls but most on the floor. Sam walked over to the tree in the corner and started to laugh hysterically. "Carly look where one got stuck!" Carly walked over and joined Sam in laughing. One of the nerf bullets was stuck on a leaf, upside down….

Sam walked over to the tree, there in the soil half way buried and covered lightly with a leaf was a silver key. Sam took it and brushed off the dirt. She never had her own key for the Shay house. A smile blessed her face as she unlocked the door. The room was darker, so she clicked on a light. Spencer's newest sculpture was strangely cool looking, and it hadn't caught fire yet so there was hope.

She wondered into the kitchen, where another note caught her eye.

Food is stocked up, ham, bacon, frozen pizza enjoy!

Love Carly

Sam opened the fridge, after placing the next note by the first in her pocket. Indeed Ham galore! She took a large few slices and wondered to the couch. She decided maybe she wouldn't mind being alone for a few days here. Sam devoured her ham before she glanced at the coffee table looking for the remote. And again found a note. What is it with the notes? Sam rolled her eyes at herself. "I like the fact there are notes." She spoke to no one but took it.

Love to girly cow! Spencer says you have 80 dollar limit for PPV don't mess it up :)

Love Carly

Sam thanked Spencer silently; there was a new horror movie she had been dying to watch. So flipping through the channels, she settled into the couch, after a half hour she fell asleep….

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So that's the first chapter I guess. I remember why I didn't like this story but I will fix it! No worries my friends. I will make it worthy to read!

Carry on!

Jackie