Hey! It's me, Mikayla12389. I finally decided to write a Fan-Fiction! So as you can probably see, its an iCarly fic.. Since its my first story it might be bad! So read if you dare. (Lol)
Disclaimer: If I owned iCarly do you think I would be writing this? Dan owns iCarly.
Sam POV.
Me, Carly, and Freddie were sitting at our usual table at the Groovy Smoothies.
"So what do you kids want?" T-Bo asked. "I'll take a Strawberry Splat" Carly said. "Same," I said, not really caring what I get. "You always get what I get!" She said with a smile and she eye-rolled. "Yeah.." I said, staring at Freddie. He is so adorable when he's deciding what to order. (A/N: Wow... I told you I stink a writing! I fail at wording... See? There's an example! Lol. xD) "Sam...Sam?...SAM!" Carly yelled. "What?" "Why were you staring at Freddie?" "I wasn't staring at the nub..." I lied. "Whatever..." She said, not yet satisfied. She'll probably question me later. "I'll take a Blueberry Blast." He finally decided. "Took you long enough." I stated. "Hey! There are lots of flavors to choose from!" He said. "Whatevs, Fredwierd." "Do you always have to use one of those stupid nicknames?" He questioned, obviously annoyed. "Yes I do." "Ughh.."
At Carlys apartment
(Freddie POV)
We walked into Carlys apartment "Hey kiddos!" Spencer called, working on his new sculpture. "Look at what I'm making! A tire made of tires! Huge isn't it?" He said with that same goofy grin he always has when he's making a sculpture (A/N: that makes no sense... oh well. XD) "Wow." "Awesome!" "It's huge!"
Okay... I'm going to stop here. Sorry! This chapter is short and boring...Next chapter will be huge, IF I get good reviews! I just wanted to know what you think of my writing. Thanks for reading!
XOXO -Mikayla12389
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