A/N: Hi there! This is my second Sam and Cat story. I'm a big Puckentine shipper, so expect more. Sorry if its not that good, I try. I'll probably get better further along though... probably...
Also, this is (so far) the most I have ever written for one chapter in a story. Wow.
Oh and just so you know, when Sam hears Cat, she is allready through the first verse and chorus of the song.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sam and Cat, because if I did there would be gay love everywhere on that show. I also don't own the song Piano. That is Ariana Grande's, her record label's, the writer's, and anyone else I didn't mention, because I clearly know nothing whatsoever.
Sam had just got fried chicken. A lot of it. Three jumbo buckets, actually. One bucket of spicy, one of BBQ, and one regular. She wouldn't eat it all, though. She'd give a spicy-breast, maybe even one of the regulars, to Cat.
Cat.
The tiny redheaded girl who held a space in Sams heart closer than almost anyone. The only other person Sam liked this much was Carly.
And that scared her.
The diehard fans of Carly and Sam's popular webshow, iCarly, know almost everything about the shows main girls. But what they didn't know, and Sam would keep it that way if it killed her, she had feelings for her best friend. And she had kissed her. And was turned down.
Sam didn't want to go through that again. She wouldn't.
"Cat!" she called out. But for once, it was not returned with a high pitched, "Whattie?" Actually, there was nothing. Which worried Sam. "Cat?" she asked the seemingly empty house once more. But again, there was no answer.
Sam, wanting to find out just where the redhead was, went to their room. She was about to open the door, when she heard it.
I could write a song
on my new piano
I could sing about how love
is losing battle
Not hard, it's not hard
it's not hard, it's not hard
Sam had never heard Cat sing. And she was speechless. Carly, she could sing, too. But the way she sang was what people would hear and say "What a nice voice." But Cat's, her voice was different. Much different. Her voice was innocent, yet had a slightly suggestive tone that really, really got to Sam.
And I could sing about Cupid
and his shooting arrow
In the end, you find out
that my heart was better
real hard, it's so hard,
real hard, it's that hard
Sam opened the door, slightly, so cat wouldn't notice and stop singing. She watched the small girl dance around the room with her eyes closed, clutching a pillow to her chest.
But I'd rather make a song
they can play on the radio
that makes you wanna dance
don't it make you wanna dance,
But I'd rather make a song
they can play on the radio
that makes you wanna grab you lover's hand
Sam, now fully in the room, was trying hard (and failing) not to grin. She shook her head a little when the redheaded girl began to waltz around their room, the pillow still in hand.
So hold up and
take it through the night
And you should follow it through
to make it alright
Now grab eachothers hands get em' up
I wanna see you rock to the piano,
the piano
By this point, Sam had stopped fighting the grin tugging its way onto her face, and was tapping her foot along to Cat's beautiful singing. Because Sam wasn't going to lie, this girl could sing!
I'd rather tell you about
how I'm feeling girl
"Wait," Sam says - more like yells - outloud.
"Girl? Girl?"
"Sam!" Is all Cat manages to get out, more high pitched than usual, "How long were you there?"
"I- Um- I-" she stutters, still trying to wrap her mind around it.
"Sam? Are you okay?"
Cat seems actually worried about the blonde.
"Um... uh y-yeah. Yeah I'm fine..." Sam realizes that the ditzy girl in front of her probably mean't nothing by the lyric. Or, maybe it was showcasing her feelings for one of her friends from school, male or female. It's not like Sam was going to judge. How could she, really? With her past feelings of Carly, and now Cat stirring things up in her?
"Theres um, theres fried chicken on the counter..."
"Yay! Bye Sam!" And with that, Cat skipped out of the room.
On her way out, Sam saw out of the corner of her eye, a pink spakley notebook with a page marked off. Without thinking, she opened it up to the said page. It was the lyrics to the song. The one Cat was just singing.
And at the bottem of the page something was crossed out so many times, it was unreadable. Except for one letter at the end, that Sam could just barely make out.
It was an M.
A/N: And there it is! Yay! First chapter is DONE! I know, I know, I changed a song lyric. Sue me. But it was necessary. By the way, people who saw my post on tumblr, and thats why your here: I'm sorry it took so long! I really am! But my laptop crashed, so I had to use my old one, thats not made for the internet. So it was to slow at first so I used me iPad. That worked out well... So right now I'm typing this up on my little tiny laptop while listening to the end credits of Bambi 2 2:45 am. Yeah.
Also! Now that this first chapter is done I will get set on 'Midnight Snacks' (thanks for the great reviews on that btw I didn't expect that many. I thought I would get, like 2)!
So! Please review! Thanks for reading!