Hey everyone! Just a little thingy I wrote to keep my writing skills up and my brain fresh and all that jazz....just a little Seddie drabble...hope everyone likes!
He didn't know why she got to him the way she did. Maybe it was her hair; or perhaps it was her blue eyes. Or maybe it was the way she could down a bucket of chicken in twenty minutes. Whatever the reason, Freddie had it bad for Sam Puckett.
And I mean bad.
The boy would spend his time at home thinking about her; his moments in school when he could afford to daydream, he found that she invaded his thoughts instead of Carly. He didn't know why...but he sure wasn't complaining. Besides...if he tried to, he'd be too embarrassed to even admit to it in the first place. And it didn't stop there, oh no.
When they would film iCarly he had to do his best to remain focused. Otherwise, he'd spend his time staring at Sam. Which...is something he would like to avoid being caught doing....for several reasons.
Freddie knew that someday, he'd muster up the courage to ask Sam out....and perhaps the ability to resist the beating she'd give him afterwards as well... But, it was something he knew he had to do. So...picking up his cell phone, he dialed her number.
It rang once....
It rang twice....
It rang a third time.....
It was by this point Freddie was starting to lose courage about doing this. It was then, he heard the all too familiar voice of the girl he had desired.
"What do you want, Fredweirdo?" Sam gruffly spoke into the phone.
"Sam...there's something I want to ask you...."