Sam's POV
"Sam?" I froze at Freddie's voice. I smiled at Freddie.
"What?" "You've been on air for seven and a half minutes..." Oh shit. Ever since Carly left for Yakima it was iSam, not iCarly. I hadn't heard Freddie say 5, 4, 3, 2... because I was staring at Freddie. The dork, freak, and the love of my life. Ever since the kiss I've felt different towards him.
"Erm...Hi peoples! Welcome to iSam! This is the best webshow in the state of....Washington?" Freddie raised an eyebrow.
"I'm just kidding! I know we're in Washington! The rainiest state in da US of A!" Freddie put his camera down and stood beside me.
"I'm Freddie and this is Sam, who apparently needs to repeat ninth grade.
"NO!" I screamed. I would but only if Freddie was by my side. Freddie glared.
"Do not scream in my ear...SAMANTHA!" I giggled in my head. The way he said Samantha made me shiver. But I attacked him because this is what he expected.
"Do. No. Call. Me. SAMANTHA." I punched him with every word. He pushed me and I pushed him back. Freddie tripped and fell on top of me. His lips were an inch away from me....I turned me head up towards the camera and said, "And that's all for this iSam."
Freddie stopped the camera. I looked at him and grinned. "What Puckett?" Freddie asked as he sat down in his beanbag chair. I flopped down beside him and sighed. "I miss her." He put his head on my shoulder. "Me too."
I held my breathe hoping he wouldn't move. After five minutes he said, "But I don't love her anymore." I told myself it's not me. He doesn't like me.
"Oh? Why not?" He shrugged. "I like someone else." I tilted my head. "Who?" "Who what?" I heard a familiar voice say. I jumped up. "Carly?"
