iTell the Camp
Sam's POV
"I can't believe I'm doing this…" I mumble to myself as I walk up to the Nerd Headquarters, also known as that Nerd Camp that denied uh, "Freddie." The application form they received definitely wasn't the real Freddie.
Chiz, the boy does things to me! I mean, I'm being all nice and considerate! It's horrible! I did this once... live on iCarly. Isn't that enough? There's proof of me apologizing to him on the internet… forever! It ended up with us kissing, though, and as much as I hate to admit it, the nub's a good kisser. He's way better now, though... waaaay better. Like, he's really goo- okay, stop! Focus, Sam, focus!
Deep down inside, though, I know that I will never be able to do enough for that boy. He's nice, smart, kind, and considerate towards others. He's practically the perfect boyfriend and I'm lucky to have him. I'll never admit that to his face, of course. Oh, look, I got off track again!
I walk into the main building of the camp and go to the front desk. No, I don't have a car. Do you know how long it took me to get here? I had to take two different trains and two buses – and not to mention all of the walking! That's a lot of walking for Mama.
"Hey, where's the manager of this camp?" I ask rudely. Wait, no, be nice. I'm doing this for Freddie. Don't screw up again.
She looks me over with those I'm-judging-you eyes. Don't lash out, Sam; this is for Freddie. "This is she," she says warily. Gah, why do people say that? It just sounds so awkward and – no, Sam, don't get off track anymore.
"Okay… well, I have to talk to you about an application," I say nervously, pulling out the folder from my bag.
"Oh, I'm sorry, miss, but the period to submit any applications is over. You'll have to wait until next year to apply," she says kindly.
"No, no, no, you don't understand. This is concerning an application from Freddie Benson." Look at me, being all professional. I bet he'd be proud of me right now.
"Oh, that boy," she rolls her eyes. "I'm pretty sure that was a joke."
"It wasn't!" I defend quickly. "Well, the application you got was, but not his actual application. This is his real application." I take out his actual application and give it to her. What? I didn't just delete the whole thing! I'm not that cruel. She raises her eyebrows and I immediately explain.
"Alright, four months ago when he was filling out his application, I kind of sabotaged it. He did something that stupidly aggravated me like not knowing what time it was and I just put all those on it. Or maybe I just didn't want him to leave for so long, I don't know!" Chiz, I wan't supposed to say that... Four months ago, I didn't care what the nub did... yeah...
"He doesn't tickle fish or rob banks or… collects poop," I tell the lady. "Just read his real application. You'd be lucky to have a guy as smart as him at this camp and I know that it's a dream of his to go to his camp, too."
I watch the lady (Yeah, I still don't know her name…) as she reads through his application, nodding and raising her eyebrows every once in a while. I'm taking this as a good sign.
"Well, this is a great application," she says, her eyes flicker up to me. "But I don't think that we could-"
"Wait, there's more!" I interrupt her before she could tell me that they won't accept him. I take out his Mood Face App paper and give it to her. Okay, don't tell him I took his essay…
"For this semester's project, Freddie and a friend of his did this Mood Face project that gets the moods of people from a Pear Pad app. It's actually really cool and it works, too! Just read the paper!" I motion to it. "And if you've ever seen iCarly, you should know that all of the effects are done by him."
"Yes, I've seen iCarly… he does some pretty promising work…" she mumbles as she reads the report. Please let him in. Please let him in. Please let him in.
If they don't let him in, I'll be very mad. You really don't want to see me very mad.
I just stand there awkwardly as she reads the report. I can tell that she's impressed by it, though.
"Wow, this is very impressive," she smiles up at me as she flips the paper back to the front and hands it back to me.
"Does that mean that you'll let him in?" I ask hopefully. "It would mean the world to him and your camp would get a great addition."
She smiles. "I think we could fit in another camper… but we'll see. If there's an opening available, we'll give Freddie a call, okay?"
"Great! Thank you so much!" I tell her happily. "Have a nice day!" I tell her and quickly leave the camp building. Gross, I just told someone to have a nice day…
Freddie so owes me for this.
But if he doesn't get that call, that lady is so getting a visit from my butter sock.
Yo yo! I thought this would be pretty cool to write, and it was! I don't think it was OOC because it still had Sam's sarcastic remarks and then sincerity, like in her little speech in iKiss. So yeah, I hope you liked it! :)
And iCan't Take It... Holy Fudge! *insert shameless self-advertising about new story here* I can't even... (I would make the iCan't Take It joke, but I've done that so much already. XD) And the iLove You promo had nothing Seddie, but it was funny! :D
AND, if you want me to make this a two-shot, I will! It will be full of Seddie and stuff. ;) I'll probably make this a two-shot anyways... Joanna has ideas. ;P
