AN: I know I should be writing iSaved Her Life, and I'm REALLY sorry about that. I completely forgot I was even writing it when real life decided to take over. It's summer so I'll have much more freetime on my hands, so I'll probably be able to continue. Now, whether or not my muse will let me, that's another story lol. But yeah, really really sorry. Hopefully I'll get that updated soon.

Andddd, I know I shouldn't be starting a new story now, but meh. I always wanted to do this and well darn I'll just do it :P I don't see this being very long, a couple chapters at most, with each chapter being pretty short. Not sure why I decided to start this at 12:30 in the morning, but whatever lol.

iRealize

I realize what no one else seems to realize. I hear what people don't hear and see what they don't see. But hey, that's what the third wheel does right? They look and observe and catch every detail all because they're the one's on the outside looking in. Because that's what I am, how it has always been. I'm on the outside looking in.

Carly and Sam. Sam and Carly. Shay and Puckett. Puckett and Shay. That's how it's always been. Sure I'm their best friend, but in the grand scheme of things, three doesn't work. It's just two plus one. I'm the plus one.

I've liked Carly for as long as I can remember. She's beautiful, smart, and caring. From the first day I met her, I was paralyzed. She was the only girl who could ever make my breathing stop whenever she entered the room, make my heart skip beats whenever she talked to me. But I was just the annoying neighbor boy who had this cute crush on her. Luckily, I was able to form an amazing friendship with her over the years. She's my best friend, without a doubt. She never did return my feelings, and that's okay. I mean, I think I'll always have a crush on her in some way, who wouldn't? But our friendship, that's something much more important. She's amazing, and I'm lucky to have her in my life.

Then there's the second part to this duo. Sam. My least favorite of the two, I have to admit. She's obnoxious, rude, and downright mean. She spent years harassing me and giving me a hard time, calling me names and making any time I spent with Carly a living hell. Alright, so I exagerate. She's my friend. There, I said it. I care about Samantha Puckett. And believe it or not, she cares about me. She'd never admit of course, but I know she does. She shows it. Like the time she told the whole world she had never kissed anyone, just to save me some humilation. Or the way she "takes care of" anyone who gives me a problem, claiming that no one's allowed to make my life hell except her. She cares, she just has an odd way of showing it, that's all.

But if she's rude, violent, and downright BAD, how exactly did she become best friends with someone like Carly? I'll let you know when I figure that one out, cause I'm still investigating as to how it exactly got started. Sam and Carly are polar opposites and to the average observer, it's just a mismatch from hell. But I know better. They complete each other, and it's not that hard to see if you just look.

Carly is the only person I've ever seen that has been able to make Sam do something she didn't want to do. Carly has the power to make Sam do anything she wants, even if she doesn't completely realize it. Carly can make her feel guilty, Carly can make her take responsibility. And the way Sam treats Carly is unheard of for a Puckett. Sam treats Carly like she's the best thing in the world (which I've stressed before, she is). She gives her respect, she looks out for her, and the most important thing: she'd never ever hurt her. That doesn't seem like much, I know. But for Sam, that's a lot. Sam's never been afraid to hurt others, but when it comes to Carly…never. I remember this one time, right when Carly's mother died, they got into what could quite possibly be the biggest fight they've ever had. In a fit of rage, Carly broke down and hit Sam. Now it couldn't have hurt; Carly isn't much of a fighter on a good day and she was emotionally distraught on top of it. But either way, Sam always retaliates. But it was Carly, so there was nothing. If I, or anyone else really, would've done something like that, our face would've been knocked into tomorrow, whether our mother had just died or not.

I've seen them get into many fights over the years, like most friends do. Most of the disputes were petty and pointless, and all that was needed was a good redirection. I remember one in particular where they fought on top of a window washing platform. Both of them were too stubborn to come inside before the other one did, and the platform eventually broke. The moment I saw the rope break was arguably the most terrifying moment of my life. Carly was dangling, barely hanging on to the bar. My Carly was slipping and all I could do was stand there paralyzed with fear. But then, as if right on cue, Sam slid down from her safe position over toward Carly, and pulled her up. Carly did the same for Sam when Spencer's rope was misaimed and had knocked Sam over. When they got back in the building, they just hugged and cried. It only strengthened their already powerful friendship, only further alienating me.

Sam is the bad that Carly wants and Carly is the good that Sam needs. Sam protects Carly physically and Carly protects Sam emotionally. That's just how it has been since as long as I've known them. They're salt and pepper, pb&j, hell Laverne and Shirley. They're one in the same and one without the other just isn't right. And when they fight, it hurts me. Not because they fight over me, not because it makes it awkward, or ruins iCarly. Carly without Sam is more empty, with less bubbly life inside her. Sam without Carly is well…violent.

Carly and Sam are more than just best friends. I don't know what to call them really; sisters, soul mates, I don't know. I'm not entirely sure if romance has ever crossed their mind, and quite frankly I don't even want to know. I'd be sad if they never told me; afterall I'm their best friend, I'd support them no matter what. But maybe there is no romance possibility at all. I'm just telling what I see. Carly needs Sam and Sam needs Carly. They just go together. And I realize this, even if they don't.

AN: first time ever writing Freddie, and it is HARD. Meh. Up next, Spencer.