WOOOOOOOo onto my second fan-fiction ever! If you haven't read my first one (Perfect) then you can read it if you want to, you don't have to if you don't. It is as simple as that.
So this fan-fic is called A Trillion things. It was inspired by my friend (I was having an off day) and I was thinking of all the things she had ever done to annoy me and this idea happened!!!
So this takes place in the present iCarly day and age. After iMust Have Locker 239. It has no relevance to that episode but I just thought I'd put it there in case some big Seddie thing happens between now and eternity.
So enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly. I would love to though.
I hate English. I speak it, what is the point of learning it in school? I write it, (well not much, my text books have hardly been open all year) so why do I spend my school time learning it? I listen to it (rarely it's true), why do I waste my time in Miss Brigg's ugly classroom.
Well they are all good questions. The only answer that the dork next to me can give me is: it will help us in the future. Well a fat cake would help me NOW, stuff the future!
Miss Briggs drones on and on and on and on and on and on...well you get the picture. I am vaguely aware of her talking about creative writing and how amazing stories can be reflected on emotion. Then I drift back off to sleep. I get lots of sleep in school. Freddork says all I ever do is sleep and eat. To be truthful, he is probably right, like I would ever tell him that though. He says the truth about a lot of things. One thing he said really bugs me. He said I had NO SELF CONTROL. Like I told him, I have oodles of self control, I self control myself all the time. That nub will never realise how much self control I have. Like I said, I have oodles.
If I had no self control right now I would have already walked out of class, given a nerd a Texas wedgie and put live lobsters in Miss Brigg's car. Not that the thought hadn't crossed my mind, it was just that I had promised Carly that I would try and do better at school. I may be aggressive, a bully, eat a lot, be rude, obnoxious, but I NEVER break promises.
"Puckett, wake up. Class is almost over." Frederly whispers to me from the seat next to me. I awake from my train of thought and focus my attention to Miss Briggs; I also promised Carly I would do all my homework. I really need to stop making promises.
"Okay class, over the weekend I would like you to write a piece of creative writing about two conflicting emotions. If you fail, DETENTION! Samantha, you have one after school today, and for the next few weeks so GET IT DONE!" Miss Briggs calls to the class, particularly me.
If I didn't have oodles of self control then I would definitely not be sitting down right now, like a good girl. You don't even want to know what I would do to someone that called me Samantha. It's Sam. Always has been (well except for that brief period when Carly made me all girly to impress Pete, B.T.W I dumped him, he was a sore loser), always will be.
The bell rang, signalling the end of class. Freddork and I got up and left the class to Carly's locker, English was the only class I didn't have her in. I got Fredison instead, lucky me! (Please note that sarcasm is positively dripping of every work of that sentence).
"How was English?" My perfect, brunette best friend asks me.
"Horrible, she tried to make us LEARN things!" I said, acting horrified.
"Yeah, there's a shock, you know that's what they are supposed to do in school don't you Sam." Freddie said.
"Obviously, all this 'learning' you've been doing obviously hasn't taught you about how people make jokes. You know that don't you Benson?" I said.
"Well at least all my time at school hasn't been wasted on sleeping and getting detention." He shot.
"Well at least I know how to have a laugh!" I shot back.
I felt water on me and squealed.
"Carly!" Freddie and I both shouted at the same time, for Carly had sprayed us with a bottle of water.
"You guys are always fighting; can we please remember that we are all friends here? Don't you dare say another word Freddie Benson because 'that thing' is your friend!" Carly said, she sounded annoyed as Freddie opened his mouth to speak, and then closed it.
I suppose me and the dork are friends, in a weird, twisted kind of way. I don't really know what I would do without him. Wait, did I just think that? Well I suppose it's true. Without Freddork, who would I constantly pick on all the time?
Author's Note: Okay so this is the FIRST chapter. It will probably be around 3 or 4 long. I can't be sure.
B.T.W if you didn't pick up on it, Sam talking about oodles of self control is from iHeart Art, the water spraying is from iWant More Viewers and the line: can we please remember that we are all friends here? and the term 'that thing' is from iReunite with Missy (my fav episode, so much Seddie, but not in the obvious iKiss way).
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