Freddie POV

It was senior year. The first day, and I know it's going to be an exciting year. I can feel it.

I was dating Sam. She was… Sam. I loved her to pieces even though we have our… differences. And our best friend Carly who we do iCarly with. We basically live at her house, and Spencer. He doesn't go to Ridgeway… but I bet he'll still make the year exciting. I got ready for school, escaping my apartment quickly before my mom wakes up and tries to fix my hair with her saliva or go on and on about how much I'm growing up. I left a post-it on the refrigerator saying bye.

I grabbed my bag and knocked on the Shay's door. A few seconds passed before Spencer opened the door wearing his racecar pajamas. Even I had cooler pajamas then him.

"Hey Fredd-o." You can tell he just woke up because he had than raspy sound in his voice.

"Hey Spence, Carly ready?"

"'Course not. She's a girl. Wanna some milk?"

"Uh, sure." I grinned and followed him to the kitchen.

"So… excited for school kiddo?"

"I'm 17!"

"Oh, sorry. Ready for school… kiddo?"

I laughed, "Yeah, and Sam's excited, too. She's driving us all in that porshe she just got!"

How Sam got the porshe… well, her Mom is dating this doctor. The guy's rich, of course. Has she ever not dating a rich guy? So, this guy let her spend his money like it just grew out of trees, which he happened to have a billion of 'em in his back yard. Long story short, Pam bought herself a car, and decided she better make the best of it before he dumped her, so she got Sam a car ,too. She'll probably regret it later, but for the time being, she has a hot car.

"Aw, man. That porshe. I didn't believe it 'till she cut me off on the freeway…"

I chuckled, and Carly came down the stairs in her short shorts and frilly tank top. I am so glad Sam doesn't dress like that. She's content with her jeans and patterned shirts. I loved her.

"Hey, Freddie! Ready?" She sounded excited.

"Yeah, Sam'll be here soon. Let's get going."

"Bye, Spencer!" Carly said after taking a banana right from his hands.

"Later, Spence!" I said, following her.

We took the elevator down, and when we walked out of Bushwell Plaza we saw Sam arguing with Lewbert from her car.

"I don't care how nice your car is! It's not allowed to be parked right in front of my building!" Lewbert yelled.

"Listen, it's not even parked! I'm waiting for Freddie and Carly!" She yelled just as loud.

"I don't want to see any car right in front of these doors, ever! It blocks my view!"

"View of what? The flower shop across the way?"

"I just don't want your dang car in front of my building! Got it?" He said, ending the argument.

"No." Sam said calmly, trying to be as annoying as possible.

Lewbert complained and even cursed while me and Carly quickly got into the car."

Sam was no longer paying attention to Lewbert, and turned to me and Carly. I was sitting next to her, and Carly was in the back.

She grinned, "Hey babe!" She kissed me.

I kissed back and rolled my eyes, "Can you ever leave Lewbert alone?"

"Are you asking me to?"

"No, not really."

"Then no. It's his fault he makes it so easy to bug. Hey Carls." Sam turned towards Carly, who was applying lip gloss in the back seat.

Sam gave her a weird look, "You are such a girl."

"This is normal, you know. For a girl to do." Carly stated, laughed, and capped the lipgloss.

"Well, then." Sam faked an offended gasp, and grinned and sped away from the apartment leaving Lewbert saying something stupid like, "Yeah! You better run!"

Sam loved this car, she liked the speed. I did not, however.

"Sam! I swear, you better slow down!"

"Calm down, Benson! This is so FUN!" She loved thrill.

"We're gunna die!" I said, "We're going to die, right now, we're going to die!"

Sam flashed him her smile that he loved, and slowed down. Sort of.

He suddenly had a flashback to the other night.

"Are you a virgin, Sam?"

"Yeah." She said casually, and I knew she wasn't lying.

"Me too."

"No surprise there." She replied.

"Hey! It's no surprise you are either!"

She shrugged, "I'm glad I am, right now. I'm glad I saved it. I want it to be with someone…. Really, really special." She flashed her smile at me. I knew who she was talking about.

"Me too." I said, and leaned in to kiss her.

She kissed back, and said, "I want it to be you."

"I want you to be my first, too."

She smiled, but then looked a little awkward.

"What's up?"

"Would you say no if…" Her voice trailed off, and she looked like she regretted even starting to say it.

"If…?"

"Noth-ing." She said, uncertain, but then continued, "If I asked you if you wanted to lose your virginity right now?" She looked right in my eyes.

I stared back, "Right now?"

"Yes, tonight. Right here, right now, Benson."

"I would say yes."

"Me too." She said.

Before I knew it, we were at school. The memory was still in my mind for a while. I was glad she was my first. But part of me still wonders if I really should have done it. I used to not want to until I got married. I was glad I did, though. I was glad it was Sam.

The day went by a little slow. The first few days were really boring. It was kind of fun listening a few people talking about Sam's new car.

"How did she even manage to get it?" One person asked.

"I bet she stole it." One of the popular girls said. She wore loads of makeup, and a short skirt.

I didn't bother to say anything to her. I didn't care what she thought, and I knew Sam wouldn't either.

Sam might've come up with, "Ha! Have fun spreading that rumour 'round!" She'd say cleverly, and turn away. Just like that. That's how she would say it.

After school, Carly met some new girls and they went some place together. Sheesh, Carly.

I knew Sam didn't meet anyone new. That wasn't me being mean. I just know. Sam isn't always comfortable with meeting people. She's glad she has me and Carly. It's all the friends she needs, and I know that. So does she. Sure, she'll have a bunch of aquaintances. Some people she'll laugh and talk to every once and awhile. But they won't be Carly or I.

Sam's my best friend. My girlfriend. And my best friend.