A/N:This is a story that came to mind one night while i was thinking. Hope you like! Reviews would be nice.
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly, just borrowing the characters.
"Sam come on, we're going to be late!!!" Carly called after her best friend.
"All right, all right don't put your under garments in a twist, I'm coming!" Sam called back.
Ridge Way High's Outdoors education class was taking their once a year camping trip. Carly, Freddie, and Sam were all in the class and all ready to head to the school to begin their trip. All three were excited, as it meant that they got to miss a week of school.
Coming down the Shay's apartment stairs (she had spent the night) Sam carried a large suitcase.
"Sam, why are you bringing such a huge bag? You know we're going to be walking for a while, and you'll have to carry that." Freddie said matter-a-factly.
"What?" Sam shrugged, "Momma's going to need energy on her search for treasure!"
"Oh Gosh Sam." Carly put her thumb and index finger to the bridge of her nose in frustration. "Please go back up stairs and take out all the fat cakes. And pack light!"
"What! NO! I can't go on a long searching trip without my fat cakes!!" Carly glared at Sam pointing up the stairs. Sam hunched in defeat and walked back to Carly's room.
"And there will be no searching on this trip!" Carly yelled.
Moments later Sam returned to Freddie and Carly with a smaller more portable bag. "Now was that so hard?" Carly teased the blonde. Sam did not respond just brushed pass Carly and Freddie walking out the front door. Carly and Freddie both shared a laugh. "Better get going before she talks Spencer into leaving without us." Both walked out the door following their friend.
A ten minute car ride later Carly and the gang arrived safely to the school grounds. Sam still annoyed that she didn't get to bring her fat cakes exited the vehicle in silent, not even sparring a glance towards Freddie or Carly.
"You think she's really mad?" Freddie pondered out loud.
"Even if she is," Carly began, "she can't stay mad for that long."
It turns out that Sam can stay mad for that long. An hour after they had arrived at the camp site Sam was still not speaking a word to her friends. Even during the long ride there Sam had refused to utter a word. Starting to worry Carly walked towards Sam to apologize, only to be stopped by Freddie.
"No Carly, it's a trick I know it. If you apologized to her now there's no telling what she'll do."
"Freddie stop being such a drama queen. I think she's really pissed over this."
"Suit yourself," Freddie said, "but don't come crawling back to me when you learn that I'm right."
Carly rolled her eyes. Sucking in a breathe she began walking toward her sulking friend. "Sam listen," Carly put a hand on Sam's shoulder turning her around. "I know how much you like fat cakes—
"Can it Shay," Sam cut her off. "You were right, like always, I would've bitched and moaned about having to lug it during the five mile walk here."
"Then why were you not talking to Freddie or me and sulking around? And please watch your language."
"Because you were right and I didn't want to admit it. Don't tell Fredwad, I don't want him rubbing it in my face."
"Okay."
"Though I am kinda stumped about how I'm going to maintain energy for my treasure hunt." Sam said deep in thought.
"Sam, there will—"
"Gather round everyone!!" Mr. Buck called for his students. "Now everybody knows who they are bunking with right?" everyone nodded their heads. "Okay, then get started on your tents. Remember EVERYBODY works together!"
Each tent could fit two people, so before they left everyone got to decide who they would be sharing a tent with. Carly and Sam choose each other while Freddie and Gibby would be rooming together. Freddie had wanted to be with Carly, but Mr. Buck had said only same sex pairings, to which Sam had laughed in his face and gave him a Texas weggy.
Even though Freddie could not be with Carly he had managed to snag a spot next to his two friends. He had also told Gibby that the one and only rule in their tent would be a shirt must be on at all times.
About an hour later everyone was done with putting up their tents and was now gathered around a camp fire Mr. Buck had built.
"Ghost story time!" he exclaimed.
"ME ME! I want to go first!!" Gibby called out waving his arms in the air.
"Okay Gibby you go first." Mr. Buck said and everyone moaned in displeasure.
It turns out that Gibby wasn't very good at telling ghost stories or any stories for that matter as everyone, led by Sam, had began throwing pebbles, tomatoes, and dirt at the boy to shout him up. This had turned into an all out war as one of the teens had been hit by friendly fire. He had tried throwing a tomato at the other person, who had ducked causing it to hit another. The pattern continued until everybody was throwing things at anybody.
Sam had pulled Carly away from the flying projectiles and the two had stayed hidden until all fire had ceased.
"Holy shit, this is AWESOME!!" Sam said looking at the chaos in front of her.
"Sam! This is all YOUR fault, if you hadn't started throwing things at Gibby to shut him up this would have never happened!!" Carly exclaimed.
"Oh come on Carls, are you telling me you would've rather hear Gibby's lame story?"
"No, well—"
"THERE you guys are!!" Freddie appeared covered in dirt and tomato juice. "I've been looking all over for you guys, it's a jungle out there!!!"
"ALRIGHT ENOUGH!!!" Mr. Buck called out angrily causing everyone to stop what they were doing and look at him. "This is not what I had planned! We were supposed to tell ghost stories for two hours not have a war!!" just like Freddie Mr. Buck was covered in dirt and tomato juice and very angry. The middle aged brown hair, brown eyed teacher hated it when things didn't go his way. "Everybody in their tents. NOW!!" Everybody scattered to the tents tails between their legs.
"Man that was great!" Sam said after her and Carly were in their tent.
"Well it was kinda funny…" Carly shyly said. "But now we have to go to sleep and it's not even 10 yet."
"Oh no worries Carls, I've got this all worked out. Mr. Buck normally goes to bed at around 10 anyways, so thirty minutes from now the coast will be clear to sneak out and explore." Sam informed Carly with a smug look.
"Sam it's kinda creepy that you know that." Carly poked her blonde friend in the tummy. "This isn't about that search for treasure is it?"
"Of course it is, cupcake! I did some research before we came; being caught is not in the game plan this week." Sam informed her friend.
"Sam, I thought we already went over this, there will be NO treasure hunting on this trip!!" Carly glared at the blonde. "Besides do you even know where this 'treasure' is?"
"You underestimate me my dear Carly." Sam dug into her backpack and pulled out a piece of paper. "Like I said I did some research before this trip. My plan is full proof. You'll see."
"You know if you treated your school work like this, you'd be passing."
"Like hell! I'd never waste my time on school work, that's boring, this is exciting!"
"Sam.." Carly sighed. "Please just this once can we stay out of trouble? I have a really bad feeling about this"
"You can kiddo, as for me; well I'm going to do what I've wanted to do since this trip came up. Besides, what's the worst that could happen?"
"Oh Sam…" Carly shock her head in disbelief. "I'm pretty sure you jinxed it now."
"Well better get going," Sam said looking at her watch, "you coming or not Shay?"
"Sam wait, I really don't think this is a good idea." Carly answered, panic written all over her.
"Suit yourself." Sam said before exiting the tent. Carly hated it when Sam did this; for Sam knew her best friend would not let her go alone.
Freddie had exited his tent just as Carly came out of hers.
"What are you doing out, Carls?" Freddie asked.
"Sam is dead penned ongoing treasure hunting that I can't get her to stay here and I'm scared to let her go off alone." Carly informed. "What are you doing out?"
"Gibby broke the only rule I had…"
"He's shirtless?"
"Worst, he only had boxers on." Freddie shivered in disgust.
"Carly! Are you coming or not?!" Sam whispered loudly across the camp. Carly was surprised no one woke up, for it wasn't really a whisper.
"You up of an insane treasure hunting trip?" Carly turned to Freddie.
"Why not? It'll probably be the only exciting thing on this trip."
Freddie and Carly made their way to the outskirts of the campsite where Sam was at, waiting impatiently for her friends. Sam began walking deeper into the woods as her friends finally caught up to her.
"Do you even know where we're going Sam?" Freddie asked.
"Of course dork, I have a map!" Sam said waving the piece of paper above her head.
"Well will you let me look at it so I know we're going the right way?"
"NO! I have the map, I'm leader, YOU follow ME!" Sam said.
"But Sam—"
"I said NO!"