OoC: Hey Guys, It's O-T-S-H. =] Sorry I haven't written in a long time. Been so busy, and face it- My stories Suck. I might re-write "Once A Friend". Well, My friends keep Nagging me to write an iCarly story. So I'm doing a Creddie. 3 So Cute that carly and Freddie. No offence, I like Sreddie. I like Creddie better. On to the story! P.S Told In Carly's Pv, and occasionally freddie's and Sam's.

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Spencer was starting to bore me with his silly talk of a new sculpture. That's all he seemed to do lately, talk and talk about this sculpture. Where was it? I've never seen him work on it. The situation was beginning to put me to sleep, or was it the fact I spent all night working on the script for this week's iCarly? My thoughts were interrupted as Sam burst in the room. "Okay? Why do I smell Ham?" She shouted, sniffing the air like a search dog. Crap, I thought, Spencer forgot to pull that Ham out of the oven. I smiled, standing up and pulling it out. "Spencer was making it for dinner," I put my finger to her lips, "And before you ask, yes you can stay for dinner." Sam burst out laughing. "I wasn't going to ask that, I was going to stay even if you forced me out. You know how much I love Ham." She replied with a grin. "Oh Yes, How could I forget." I laughed, rolling my eyes. That Sam. "Yo, Where's the Fredster?" Sam asked with a mouthful of ham. I shrugged and stared off into space. "Don't ask me, how would I know where Freddie is?"

Sam chuckled, pulling out her cell phone. I knew what she was doing, and personally I didn't care today. Just as I thought, Freddie came running over- With a first aid kit. "Okay! Where's Carly?" He shouted. I raised my hand and smiled. "I'm Carly!" Freddie groaned and slammed the first aid kit down. "Aw man," He mumbled. I smirked and looked at Sam. "Told him I was bleeding, didn't you?" I asked. She grinned, "and was bitten by a cobra and was trying to clean your wound." Her laugh echoed in the kitchen. Freddie glared. "It's not funny Sam! Carly can't suck out the venom on her own!" He shouted and stamped his foot childishly. I giggled, pulling out a chair for him. "Want some Ham?" "Sure Carly..." He replied. Maybe my freinds faught a little, but it was alright with me.

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That night I couldn't seem to fall asleep. The wall was more interesting then that at the moment. Thoughts kept buzzing through my head like flies, and they wouldn't seem to go away. Spencer's sculture; Sam; iCarly; School. All of them were included. But one thought kept returning to my head, one person. Freddie Benson. Why couldn't I stop thinking about him? Where these teenager hormones taking it's toll on me again? His face kept returning to my mind, my heart raced as I thought of the many times he's hugged me. This feeling was weird. I held my pillow closer to me and burried my face in it. "Get out of my head...."
I jolted at the knock of the door. "Hey Spencer, Come on in." I whispered. Spencer walked in, and smiled. "Hey Sis," His soft voice filled my ears. He sat down on the edge of my bed. "You okay?" I nodded, looking up at him. "Yeah, I am. Just thinking." I replied. "About?" Spencer said, brushing my hair away from my face. "Things," A casual answer. He chuckled. "Alright, if you want to talk about it come see me." He said and walked out. "Night Carly..."Night Spencer.." I drifted off into my sleep, with thoughts of Freddie floating around my head.

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OoC: Sorry that was so short. T-T I'm going to be doing each chapter as days. So they could be long, to short, Depending on how interesting each day is. =] Don't forget to R&R