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Hey guys! I've been kind of getting fanfic crazy this weekend, meaning my sis and I've been coming up with tons of fanfiction ideas. So, I'm expanding my story choices. Enjoy this first chapter of my first iCarly fanfiction.

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly or anything you may recognize. The plot is completely original.

iAm Not Qualified:

Chapter 1: A Long Day

"I am so tired," Freddie Benson said as he let out a short yawn.

"Me too! Who knew we'd get so carried away with watching random videos last night?" Sam Puckett replied.

"Remember that one with the guy in the bikini?" Carly Shay said beginning to laugh.

Her two best friends nodded. "Let's put it on iCarly this week," Sam exclaimed as a huge smile spread over her face at the idea.

"Sure. I'll see you guys later, I have to get to Mr. Evans' class on time or he'll count me tardy," Carly said before she hurried away from them.

"So, we still on for tonight?" Freddie asked as he leaned towards Sam, so that their foreheads were touching.

"Yeah," Sam said. Her heart sped up as she considered if she should kiss Freddie on the cheek or not. Freddie decided for her. He brushed her long, curly blonde hair behind her ear and kissed her passionately on the lips instead.

"Later," he whispered after he pulled away from her. Freddie started down the hall before Sam could react.

"Later," Sam called after him. She did a quick look around to make sure nobody was in the hallway. She closed her eyes, leaned against her locker, and smiled to herself.

-8—8-

"Where's Sam?" Carly exclaimed panicked. "We only have five minutes until iCarly starts."

"I know," Freddie said his eyebrows had arched downward. He ran his hands through his short, brown hair. "I wonder where she is."

"Well, she's your girlfriend. You should know!" Carly exclaimed as she began to pace back and forth.

"She's been acting kind of weird since I spoke to her this morning so—"

"I'm here," Sam said bursting into the studio.

"Where were you?" Carly said as she shook Sam by the shoulders.

"I—," Sam began to say, but was interrupted by Freddie.

"We'll talk about this after the show," Freddie said sternly as he looked from Carly to Sam. Where were you? His look asked her. Pain and worry filled his eyes when his met Sam's.

I was... She looked down ashamed to let Freddie see she'd been hiding from him.

"Okay," Carly said. Sam just nodded solemnly, still not looking up.

"In five, four, three, two," Freddie said.

"I'm Sam," Sam said while plugging her nose.

"And I'm Carly," Carly said while doing the same.

"And this is iCarly," They said together still plugging their noses.

"Today we're going to start the show with a bit we'd like to call," Carly said in an opera voice.

"Who's that weirdo in my neighborhood?" Carly and Sam whispered together.

-8—8-

"Now Sam, tell us where you were," Freddie said to Sam as he clasped his hand around hers.

"I was just… thinking," Sam said as she pretended to stretch, so she could let go of his hand.

"Yeah," Carly said as she nodded encouragingly.

"Carls?" Sam asked Carly.

"What?"

"Would you…?" Sam struggled with what to say, while Carly and Freddie waited obviously confused.

"Would I what, Sam?" Carly asked as she squinted at her friend. She nervously tucked her dark, wavy, hair behind her ears.

"I was going to say leave... but I can say it with you both in here."

"This must be pretty important," Freddie said his tone serious. He tried to make eye contact with Sam, but she refused to look at him.

There was a moment of silence. Sam swiftly stopped it by saying this, "I can't do it!"

"Can't do what Sam?" Carly exclaimed. "You better not say iCarly! Do you think she's gonna say iCarly?" Carly rambled, pointing at Freddie on the last sentence.

"Carly!" Sam said as she shook her friend back and forth. "Listen!"

"Okay!" Carly exclaimed back.

"I was gonna say… I can't date Freddie anymore," Sam said slowly as she looked down.

"Sam, I think (sigh) that you and Freddie need to talk about uh... this," Carly said.

"There's nothing to talk about you guys it's just…." Sam began.

"It's just what?" Freddie asked trying not to get too offended.

"We… Freddie… you and me…. we're too different," Sam said. "I have to go; my mom wants me to get her wig out of the food dispenser again."

"Sam this is no time to joke," Carly said seriously.

"Who's joking?" Sam asked. "I'm pretty sure my mom was serious." Sam looked longingly at, the now clearly upset, Freddie before she rushed out of the iCarly studio.

"Sam!" Freddie called out to her. "Why are you doing this?" His voice cracked on the this.