Chapter 1

Everything started when Carly, Freddork, and I were sitting around our studio watching videos we could have appear on the next iCarly. We've seen everything from disturbing overly flexible people to really odd people who attempt to stuff their entire foot and their mouth. People have too much free time. I shuddered thinking about the one kid who actually succeeded in the task.

I glanced over at Freddie who was typing on his oh so precious laptop

"Hey Fredweird, go get me a root beer and 2 fat cakes." I told him.

"Get your-" he started.

"You know what? Make it three. Mamma had a small lunch."

He scoffed. "No way. Get up and get it yourself."

I started to get up. "Ok well I guess I'll stop by and let your mom know that you used a SHARP knife to cut your sand-" but he was already out the door. You know, his mom annoys the crap out of me but is sometimes a huge help.

"You know you're really lazy." Carly told me. As If I didn't know that already.

"The boys got energy, what harm can him doing things for me have."

Carly rolled her eyes and returned her attention to the monitor.

Freddie returned, handed me my snack and slumped back into his beanbag chair. He looked at me.

"Your welcome." He mumbled.

"Did you say something?" I asked.
Annoyance crossed his features but he just shook his head and re-opened his laptop.

"Hey, guys check this out." Freddie said and projected the video on to the monitor. An older man with gray hair that was short and wrinkly appeared.

"Hello iCarly gang. I'm here to offer you all a 2 weeklong cruise trip around the Caribbean starting two days from today. You would have to film your two web shows for a live audience on the boat and we at Tropical cruislines will gladly pay your travel expenses including meals and entertainment. We would love for you to join us and be able to occupy our lounge Friday nights. The link to my email is attached below along with your departing location. Please respond and let us know if you will be able to join us. Thank you."

Freddie and I covered our ears to protect our eardrums from the ear splitting scream that escaped Carly. "Were going on a cruise!" she screeched and ran to tell Spencer. Freddie hopped out of his been bag and went to talk to his mom I assumed. I'm almost positive Freddie will be coming with us. But I'm also sure that his mother will too. So screw me using any knives the next two weeks. Stupid Mrs. Benson.

I didn't call my mom. I'd spend the next two nights at Carly's and txt her at some point along the way. She was fun to be around sometimes when she isn't being a freak but honestly doesn't really care what I do.

I was torn out of my thoughts when Carly bounced back in. I love Carly but sometimes she is a little too peppy for my liking.

"Spencer said I could go! Spencer said I could go!" she sang.

I laughed. "I figured he would." I told her. Any parent (or older brother in this case) who made their child miss this opportunity was repulsive. Ha, look at my big word. Words like that only come from me when I'm dealing with parents. But anyway, it was the summer and there was no responsibilities so what's to say no to?

I was woken up 2 days later to Carly shaking me.

"Sam! Sam! Come on get up! Get up! Spencer wants to leave!" she shouted.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm happy that Carly is so excited and everything, cause I am too, but 10am way to early for Mamma to wake up. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, only to find my suitcase in front of me, packed and ready to go. Wow Carly. Well, that saves me the trouble of doing it myself. Again, reinforcing my lazy personality.

I pulled the blankets off my legs and trudged over to Carly's desk where she had my outfit laid out and went to the bathroom to put it on, where I also brushed my teeth and hair. I walked downstairs and was practically dragged by Carly down to the elevator, where stupid Freddie and his mom were waiting at the bottom. "Freddork. Fork lady." I greeted. Yes, Freddie's mom not only had something against teenagers using knives, but forks too. Apparently the tips are just too pointy.

"Sam, I really don't appreciate those names. Apologize." She demanded, raising her chin in a way that really got under my skin.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Benson and Freddie." I all but groaned. This would be a long to weeks with this insane woman watching my every move.

Carly just laughed and we all piled into Mrs. Bensons car.

After driving the 1-hour distance at an extremely slow speed we finally reached our departing location. We all boarded the boat and checked into our rooms. "Now, there are two beds and a pull out couch. Freddie you will be with me, Spencer you will be alone on the couch, and Carly will share with Sam." Mrs. Benson stated. Carly and I laughed softly and Freddie glared back at us.

We continued to laugh as we walked to our room. The room was nice but I was expecting a high ceilinged, food filled giant room with many couches for me to lie on. What? A girl can dream. The actual room had carpeting, tan walls, nice blankets, and a balcony overlooking the pool. (A/N link to picture of room will be posted in profile soon). After we got settled into the room Freddie, Carly and I headed to the pool. I put on a dark blue tankini, while Carly had a hot pink, white polka dotted bikini, and Freddie had orange swim trunks. People began to notice us as we walked past but I guess were too scared of me to bother us. Ha, I love the effect I have on people.

The rest of our cruise was turning out to be really fun. We hit every buffet. Cruises are such a beautiful thing. We filmed iCarly, and even had 1 autograph signing set up. I told them that that is all I would allow.

Right now we are sitting at the table in a new restaurant that we are just trying today eating lunch. We had already spent a week here and I was really enjoying myself.

After awhile I felt the urge to use the bathroom. Freddie did also so we excused ourselves and asked the waiter where the bathroom was.

"Oh we unfortunately don't have a bathroom in this restaurant. I apologize." He said and walked off with his tray of food. I managed to sneak an olive off the plate and popped it into my mouth. I also threw a hair on someone's food. That will teach the restaurant.

"That's what they get. Now we have to go back to the frikin room! Can I have a piggy back ride?" I asked, pretty much expecting a no, but wanted to see what he would say. "I guess" he said. YES! I don't have to walk. Yeah yeah for the last time I am lazy, and proud of it! I hopped on his back and he pulled my legs around his torso. His hands wandered up and down my legs trying to position them correctly so I wouldn't fall off. It was an unfamiliar feeling, and I didn't know that I was comfortable with it, so I hopped off.

"You know what? My soda is actually giving me more energy I think I'll actually walk this one." I told him.

"Okay. But don't count on my accepting you request for that again any time soon." He said and laughed. I was actually a little surprised. Freddy and I had actually gotten along pretty well this week. But I guess when you are being waited on hand and foot and you are relaxed you can't find much to hassle people about. It was a lot different then normal, but I was becoming torn on how I felt about that. We made it back to the room where we relieved ourselves. But on the way back, made a wrong turn and ended up lost on the boat.

"Uh Freddy? Do you recognize this area?" I asked.

"Nope" he said, popping the P. We wandered around a little longer before I plopped down on a bench. "And I had to leave my stupid good for nothing phone back at the table? Where do we go now I don't even know how to get back to the room from here." I asked.

He sat down next to me and put his hand on my shoulder. I tuned my body to face him and his hand fell.

"Why don't we just ask someone? I can't believe I didn't think of this before! We're from iCarly for crying out loud! They'd be happy to give us directions." He assured and I agreed. He was right. How had we been so stupid not to realize this? We rose from our seats to ask but we felt a shift in the boat and the abruptness made me fall into Freddie. We heard a siren go off and red lights start flashing and I grabbed his arm. "ABORT SHIP! ABORT SHIP! LIFE BOATS RIGHT NOW! NOW!" the captain on the speaker commanded. Freddie sprinted, pulling me with him as we found an open lifeboat and no one following us. We hopped in and he hit the release button and the lifeboat slowly lowered down. I looked up at Freddie to see the trauma in his eyes. I'm not one to get scared, but this time I'm sure that mine matched his. We were separated from our friends and family, on a lone lifeboat headed to who knows where, with only the lifeboat survival kit to keep us going.

Then I did something I don't normally do without some sort of catch, and hugged him tight to me.

He hugged me back and all the sudden I realized I was crying. Well, can u honestly blame me? We stayed like that for a while, me crying and him fighting his tears while trying to tell me it ok. But then my stomach rumbled. We never did actually get to eat our lunch. Though for once, I put the hunger aside, knowing we had to savor the food we were supplied with in the kit. I looked up from our hug to see no other lifeboats around. Freddie tested the wind, found a paddle and paddled towards the direction the slight breeze was coming from. After what felt like hours we finally saw something tan in the water. I made my way to the edge of the boat to see if I could see what it was. It was an Island.

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