Disclaimer: I don't own anything. (Really?)
So I'm completely new to Cam writing but I love it. They are an adorable couple and probably make the most sense when you think about it.
So here's the summary:
Sort of AU because Sam and Carly aren't best friends but they do know each other and there's no iCarly. They're in their junior year. Mandy is Carly's best friend, she has black hair, half Filipino, and she dresses very bohemian chic. Freddie and Carly are dating. (I know, don't puke). Eventually there will be total Cam Love.
On that note…Enjoy!
Carly POV:
"Doesn't she just make you…I don't know…she just makes me want to take off my clothes and get nasty." Mandy says staring towards the blonde sitting diagonal across from us.
"Yeah, I'm slipping off my shoes." I reply sarcastically. "Plus you're with Ryan." I say putting my phone in my pocket.
She looks at me. "So…a girl can dream." She says turning her attention back the blonde.
The blonde referred to is non other than Sam Puckett. She was athletic, artistic, and one of the few people at our school that was openly gay at Ridge Way. I had no problem with her and mostly everyone didn't. Straight girls seemed to sway when it came to her and apparently she was off the market dating some girl in college or something. She had a very mysterious vibe and was always getting into trouble.
"Hey what's up?" my boyfriend of a year, Freddie sits next to us. Freddie was smart, caring, cute, and only a half inch smaller than me. We had been close friends since forever and we just started acting different around each other. So we got drunk at a party made out and that's our romantic love story.
"Mandy, was just ogling Sam again." I say turning to Freddie.
It doesn't seem to faze him as he reaches into his bag. He leans over and whispers to me, "Guess what I got?"
"What?" I ask curiously, I hope I didn't forget our anniversary…again.
He pulls out, "CUDDLE FISH TICKETS!?!" I exclaim quite loudly causing most of our class to turn around. I just hug him and give him a forceful kiss.
"How did you get Cuddle Fish tickets?" Mandy asks jealously as we separate.
"My mom manages the venue under some other venue so, 'Wa Pow!' Cuddle Fish ticks." He says maybe too dorky, but I still love him. I take his hand in mine.
"You couldn't get three?" Mandy jokes.
"You don't even like Cuddle Fish." I say back.
"This is true." She says texting who I can only assume is Ryan.
I stare back into Freddie's eyes and we kiss again.
Mandy and I were walking to my locker, the school day was finally finished
"So what are you and Benson doing for your one year?" she asks still texting Ryan.
"I don't know. The concert's a day before our anniversary so we'll probably just go to dinner the next day." I say plainly.
"That's so exciting." She says sarcastically.
"We ARE very exciting." I say defensively as I hit her arm.
"Okay, Miss Shay, whatever you say." She says smiling. We arrive at my locker. "I got to go anyway." She says continuing her attempt of rhyming/rapping.
"Ryan?" I ask.
"Yeah, no baseball cause the rain, so we're gonna do some thangs." She says excited.
"Have fun." I say kind of jealous.
"I will, and maybe when your done writing three thousand college essays you and Benson can get nasssty." She says taking some steps back. I roll my eyes.
"See ya later Shay." She says walking away.
"See ya." She turns and smiles. "Be SAFE!" I say joking.
"Who do you take me for, Miss Shay?" she says before continuing to walk away.
I laugh and try to open my locker.
What the…I put in the right combo.23…okay..12…okay go back…10..lift. What the..,
"There's nothing in there." I turn to see Sam and I give her a questioning look before realizing what locker I was at, which was indeed Sam's.
"Oh..I……need to get my vision checked." I joke moving down two lockers. She smiles and opens her locker.
I look at her, "Sorry bout that." I say sort of bashfully.
She turns from putting a her book in, "No big deal. If you had opened it, it might have been a little different." She says lightly smiling. I smile back returning to my locker.
Two Weeks Later
The day of the concert had finally came and I couldn't have been more excited until…
"What do you mean you can't go!?!" I say yelling into the phone while trying to find red high tops.
"I don't feel good. I still have strep." He pleaded, barely being able to speak.
"I'm sorry…"I apologize, stopping my search.
"I bet Spencer will go with you, aren't his friends going?" He raspily replies.
"Yeah…feel better….I love you." I say discovering my sneakers are right under my desk.
"Love you too, have fun." He squeaks out.
"I'll try, night."
"Night."
End call.
Spencer had almost lost every piece of his cool when I explained the situation. He called his friends and we left for the venue, which was only a fifteen minute walk away. Spencer's friends were cool but I still felt like a major third wheel, considering Spencer's youngest friend was twenty two.
We got in pretty early and I went over to the bar with Spencer and friends. Socko told some joke about a plato sandwich and I looked around the venue. I was responding to Freddie's text when my eyes caught a blonde talking to a bartender with a bottle in her hand with a blue wrist band.
I don't know what compelled me to walk over to her but I do and I don't realize what I'm doing until I'm standing in front of her and she looks at me confused while she takes a sip.
"Hey" I say nervously. "You're 21?" I ask more stupidly than jokingly.
"Not yet." I look at her bracelet. "My bro knows the owner. You want one?" she asks pointing to her bracelet.
"No thanks." I say looking at my hands.
An old Meatloaf song comes on and I move to it , bobbing my head.
"You like this song?" she asks slightly surprised.
"Yeah!" I say continuing to bob, "Remember in fifth grade we had to do like a dance slash sing along to it?" I ask smiling.
She remembers, "I'd rather forget it." She says smiling back.
"My dad taped it, so it will forever be remembered." I joke back.
We share a small laugh and I run my hand through my hair.
Then I curiously ask, "Who are you here with?" She looks around then replies slyly with, "You." I smile looking at her blue eyes.
"Maybe a more accurate question would be, Who'd you come here with?" I say watching her open a new bottle.
"No one." She says before breaking in the new bottle with her mouth.
"Really?" I say shocked. If there's one thing Sam Puckett was known for it was never being alone anywhere.
"Yeah." She says looking into the crowd gathering in front of the stage. I felt the need to explain myself.
"I just…I didn't…you're never alone." I kind of joke.
"True." She says turning her attention back to me. "Technically that's also still true." She says referring to how I'm with her. I smile and wonder if she's flirting with me or just being charming like she always is.
"Mind if I join you tonight?" I flirt slightly.
"Sure", she says taking another sip.
There was an hour to kill before Cuddle Fish came on so Sam bought me a beer and we walked over to the Lounge to hang out. The squarish, purple couches weren't exactly comfortable but they were good for their purpose.
"Do you know why they don't have an opener?" I ask taking a small sip of my beer. Wow, I could never get used to that taste.
"Something about wanting to give the fans all of them, plus they couldn't find anyone last minute." She states getting out her phone.
"Wow, I didn't know you were a Fish Head." I joke taking another sip.
"I hear things." She replies cutely. Cutely? She replies normally. Yeah, normally…whatever that means.
I place my drink on the table in front of us.
"How's dating Freddie Benson?" She asks in a voice that makes me think she doesn't really care what the answer is.
"Good, he's great." I say maybe not that believable.
"Cool." She says smirking.
"Who are you dating?" I ask. She gives me an uncomfortable face but answers anyway.
"I'm actually single today." She says putting her own bottle down.
"Just today?" I joke making her laugh, but her face turns back to a more serious tone.
"Your single today because you broke up with…"
She cuts me off, "They broke up with me." She says taking a drink. I take one too, a pretty large one at that.
"I'm sorry." I say looking at her.
"Don't be." She says quickly back.
I sense the subject matter wasn't something I should dive deeper into so I back off. We spend time just talking about music and some kids from school. I notice a crowd starting to get more packed in front of the stage.
"Hey, we should go get a place." I say getting up.
Sam finishes her third beer and stands up, bouncing to Beyonce's "Upgrade You" flowing through the speakers.
She looks toward the bar then swings her head back to me, "Do you know who the lead singer is?" she asks like she already knows.
That's a silly question, everybody knows that the lead singer is, "Brandon Puckett, I thought you were a Fish Head." I joke.
She looks at me like I don't get it.
"What?" I ask obviously not getting it and take a sip from my beer.
"He's my brother." She states seriously. I nearly choke as I start coughing from the beer going down the wrong tube.
"You okay?" she says patting my back as I try to breathe without coughing. I catch myself
"Ye..yeah…and WHAT?!?!" I say, "I did a report on him Freshman year…YOU were there!"
"I know." She says smiling more. "You said something like I'm going to marry him and we're going to have two children or something."
"Four actually. "I say still in complete shock that some one I had known for years had been living with greatness, was RELATED to greatness.
"Wait…Are you drunk?" I ask seriously. She smiles pulling out a backstage pass.
"No."
"Brandon Puckett is your…"I leave the end of the sentence open on purpose.
"My brother." She says smiling at my shocked face. "How bout we skip awkward and go backstage?"
"Backstage…"I say dreamily.
Basically the concert was absolutely amazing. Especially because I got to meet freaking BRANDON PUCKETT. We spent half of the show watching from the side of the stage. I'm pretty sure the whole time we were standing there my mouth was unattractively open in amazement. He even dedicated my favorite song to me. Brandon Puckett said my name and sung a song for me!!! The other half of the show we got to sit in an exclusive balcony area right next to the stage.
It felt weird being out of the crowd but Sam made it feel the same. She was fairly quite and gave me her warm smile every time I would freak out over the song they were about to play. The show finished and we headed down to backstage.
NEW TEXT
Spencer-
Where are you?
Me-
I met up with a friend. I'll meet you out front.
Spencer-
K
"Your bro?' she asks as we walk onto the stage, watching the massive crowd dissipate.
"Yeah." We walk to the front of the stage, while the rodees put away the bands equipment. She walks toward me with her hands in her pocket.
"Do you think we could maybe keep tonight and the whole 'my brother's the lead singer of Cuddle Fish' between us?" she asks.
I want to give her an automatic 'sure' but I had already told Freddie.
"What?" she asks already knowing I was guilty.
"It's just…" I start.
"You told Freddie" she says kind of disappointed.
"Yeah…but I won't tell anybody else. I swear." I say putting my hand on her shoulder. I take it off and ask her, "Why don't you want people to know?"
She looks at me and I continue, "This is AWESOME and it would probably get people to stop picking on you."
She replies mischievously, "Maybe I like having the best secret at Ridge Way."
"You're really Hannah Montana?" I joke back, making us both laugh.
She walks me outside and I see Spencer and his friends still talking and making noises.
I turn to Sam and try to figure out a way to thank her for the night she just gave me.
"Thank you." I say completely meaning each syllable.
"Thanks for keeping me company." She says smiling back.
We exchange numbers and I ask if I can have Brandon's number as a joke. She reaches in her back pocket.
"Here, I kind of felt you were missin the crowd so I grabbed you this." She hands me a white pick with B. Puck signed on it.
"Are you trying to get in my pants, miss Puckett?" I joke, though curious to know. I mean who would be this nice.
"I would have already been in them." She says grinning, I just roll my eyes before I chuckle.
"But thanks…really…there are like no words to describe…just…thanks." I say holding the pick.
I pull her close and hug her, she's hesitant but embraces back. We separate and I see Spencer waving me over.
"I should go." I say pointing over to Spencer.
She nods.
"Goodnight Carly Shay." She says with a crooked smile.
"Night Sam Puckett" I emphasize Puckett before looking into her eyes again and turning to walk towards my brother. Spencer puts his arm around my shoulder and tells me how close he got to the stage. I just smile to myself and feel the pick in my pocket.
Thanks Sam.
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I am looking to continue this for those of you that liked it.