(A/N: Unfortunately, I don't own iCarly or any characters…. But I do own my thoughts and stories on here! This story starts back when the show first began. Hope you guys enjoy.)
Chapter 1
Hi, I'm Freddie Benson. Most of you guys know me as the technical producer of iCarly, the webshow that started a few months ago. But other than the show, I'm a normal 14 year old kid. Friends, Family, school, everyday stuff. All of that is easy to me. Just a bit of hard work, and the result is what you wanted, be it a new pearphone (First generation coming in two weeks!), straight A's or a bunch of loyal and loving friends.
However, it's not all roses and butterflies. Love is a different story. Most people my age just want a hot girlfriend, their not looking for someone to spend the rest of their life with. I'm not most people my age, but I haven't been looking for that girl, she found me completely by luck and providence.
It all started a few years ago when we were in the 3rd grade. I had just moved here from Silicon Valley in California after my dad died in a car wreck, and I was trying to fit in and make some friends. One things for sure, I did not like Seattle. Reason number one? Sam Puckett.
It was recess, and I had innocently been messing around on the swings. I was coming down, and next thing I knew BOOM! I was face down on the ground with blood running down the top of my forehead. My head hurt so much, I couldn't do anything, not even get up to go to the nurse. But someone gently picked me up and helped me to the nurses office. The moment I saw her I was falling for her. Her face was so happy, hair perfect and concerned about me. She stayed with me while they took Sam to the office and called my mom. When my mom came, I didn't want to go, but my head said otherwise.
A few days later I was taking out the trash behind our building. That's when I saw the girl again. She was helping a older guy put a block of Styrofoam onto the elevator. I walked by quietly, hoping she didn't notice me. I heard her say something quickly to the guy and start walking towards me. I heaved the trash into the dumpster and turned around.
She stood there, hands on her hips, prettier than ever. She looked me up and down, smiling slightly at the bandage on top of my head.
"Hi, I'm Carly. You must be the Freddie boy that Sam hurt the other day." She said happily.
"Uh… I'm Freddie." I said, nervous out of my mind.
We made small talk for a bit while walking back up the stairs. I was wondering how I had gotten so lucky when she snapped her fingers in front of me.
"Hello? Anyone home?" She said.
"Sorry, what did you say?" I asked, determined not to miss a word she said.
"I asked which one do you live in."
" 8-D." I replied.
Her face was overtaken by a smile and said "Cool! I'm right across the hall! See around Freddie!" as she stepped inside her house.
That was the beginning of my journey with her. I quickly found out that I liked her a lot more than other girls and tried to be friends with her. Sam didn't like me and kept me at arms length through her punches and wedgies. Sensing that I was losing her I messed any hopes of us being normal friends up. I asked her out.
She quickly turned me down, so horrified with the thought of going out with me that she didn't hesitate from just running for her life after hearing my question. I got teased, a lot. Other girls slipped notes into my backpack. "Lover boy, give up. Nobody will ever love you!" stuff like that. I just kept quiet as Carly purposely avoided me day after day for a long time.
During all this I discovered my second love, computers. I was just in fifth grade when I knew how to program, fix and work a computer better than anyone I knew. I typed 45 words a minute with my tiny hands and I got in trouble countless time for staying awake past my bedtime because I was on the computer.
Late in middle school Carly and I spoke occasionally, only because we had keyboarding and the teacher put us in seats across from each other. Then iCarly got going and things have been ok, just trying not to lose Carly again.
