So I normally do Degrassi fics, but recently I've been DYING to write a Seddie! SEDDIE FTW! So here is a story that's sort of one-shot, sort of not. Its going to be seperate chapters for each day and it'll be for about a month. I know where I'm going with this story so review if its good enough to continue!
August 1st – First day of school
Sam P.O.V.
I was at Carly's house for the night because we were gonna finish reading our summer reading for school. UGH boring! I'd much rather be picking on Fredweird. Sometimes I wonder why I pick on him so much but I don't really care.
I was a fast reader so, of course, I had finished reading the book summaries online for the books we needed to have read.
"Caaaarrrrlllyyyyy" I whined, "I'm boooooooreeeddd and huuuungrryyy!" I groaned at her.
"Well then goooooo fix yourself some foooooooodd" she whined back, not looking up from her book. Boring goody goody Carly was reading her books the long way.
"Fiiiiiiiiineeee" I whined back. I got off the bean bags we were sitting on in the iCarly studio and slumped out the door. I made it to the fridge and pulled out the package of sliced ham Spencer had just bought for me, ripped it open, then started to shove slices into my mouth. I drowned down each mouthful with gulps of wahoo punch.
I had finished eating and was about to throw away my trash when there was a knock at the door.
"HEY GET THAT FOR ME!" Both Carly and Spencer shouted out.
"I got it!" I called back at them and I answered the door. It was Freddie. "Oh hey nub whats up?" I asked him casually. He didn't even wince at the name that time. I was looking my touch!
"I need to put up a blocker* on the iCarly site." He told me. I stood aside so he could come in and he walked straight to the computer on the counter and started clacking away at the keyboard.
"What do you need to block?" I asked him just out of curiosity. I thought the iCarly site was fine.
"I need to block all comments involving relationships. The fans are starting to get pretty nasty." He seemed slow to explain and that didn't seem like Freddie, so I pushed further.
"What do you mean by relationship comments? People want us to settle their love lives for them?" I asked as I walked around to get another can of punch. What a bunch of losers, depending on a web-show cast to settle personal problems for them. They couldn't sort that out themselves?
"Not their own relationships. Ours. Like the relationships between you me and Carly." he explained.
"Whoa!" well this was getting interesting! "What do they say? Why do they need to be blocked?" I tried to come around to the other side of the counter to look over Freddies shoulder but he quickly minimized the page.
"No Sam you don't want to know." he turned red in the face and tried to stay calm, just staring at the blank computer screen.
"Oh now you've started something." I put my hands on his shoulders and went to push him off the chair but he sat still, barely budging. "When did you get some strength Freddison?" I inquired, trying harder to push him off.
"I've been working out." he shrugged, his face still slightly pink. "I'll bet I could pin you down now." he added in, nonchalantly.
"Psh," I scoffed, "No you can't." I retorded, "You couldn't pin down a lamp, Freddikins" I finally gave my hardest shove and he toppled to the ground. I sat in the spot and moved the mouse to click on the internet box, but I was suddenly being lifted out of the chair. I turn my head and Freddie has his arms wrapped around my upper half and he's lifitng me up and standing me up next the chair. He sat down again, closed out the internet window and turned to face me. I gawked. "You did not just do that." I ground out, my teeth clenched. Nobody picks up Sam Puckett. Not even Freddie.
"Sam don't do this. I don't want to hurt you." He put his hands up in protest, but I wasn't having it.
"You started it, and I'm ending it." I launched myself at him and he fell off the chair again and onto his back. I landed on top of him, straddling his hips. He was flailing trying to dislodge me, but I held firm. Surprisingly, I was having a tough time keeping him down!
"Sam!" he shouted, struggling to break his wrists free from the death lock I had them in. I laughed at him.
"You have to apologize first nub! Nobody picks me up like that! Not even my best friend!" I froze. Did I just say that out loud?
"I'm your what?" Freddie asked with a shocked, yet smug look on his face.
"Your my best friend's friend! Yeah your Carly's friend! That's what I said." I stuttered. I couldn't believe I had just said that out loud! I was so dead! In the midst of my confusion, I was flipped and suddenly the tables were turned. Freddie was straddling MY waist and his hands held MY wrists.
"Admit it Sam! Admit that I'm your friend!" I ignored him and struggled to get out of his grasp. I couldn't move an inch! Dang this guy was strong! "Come on Sam! Say it! Say I'm your best friend!" Freddie was having the time of his life holding me down! Why did I have to say that?
"NO!" I shouted out and struggled even harder.
"Hey Sam?" Freddie asked a little too casually. I gave up and just lay there under Freddie.
"What nub? Let me up!" I yelled at him.
"Are you ticklish?" He gave me an evil smile and raised his eyebrows when my eyes grew huge.
"NONONONO! DONT DO IT!" I shouted. I don't care what I sounded like, I was NOT getting tickled. It was the absolute worst thing in the world!
"Oh so you are!" He grinned at me. He moved my hands to above my head, exposing my underarms. He shifted my wrists around with difficulty because I was yanking hard trying to get them back, but he managed to capture both wrists with one hand and he moved his free hand down and moved it to tickle me, but I shouted out, "FINE!" and he stopped. Thank god he stopped.
"Fine what Sam?" He was having way too much fun with this.
"You're my best friend." I mumbled out softly.
"What? I didn't hear you." he smirked down at me.
"YOU"RE MY BEST FRIEND!" I shouted at his face and he smiled a happy, smug smile. He got off me and sat back down in the computer chair.
"Was that so hard?" He asked me. I sat up, red in the face and fuming.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" I shrieked at him. Now that I was free I had my nails back. I attacked his face with my nails and got in a few good scratches before he captured my wrists once more and I heard steps bounding down the stairs.
"Whats going on?" Carly came in and asked. I yanked my arms back from Freddie and crossed my arms.
"Nothing." We both said at the same time. I glared at him and he smirked back at me.
"I came over to fix a bug on the iCarly site, but Sam here attacked me." Freddie explained to Carly.
"That's so NOT what happened." I protested, but Carly put her hand up to pause the conversation.
"Freddie can you come over and fix it tomorrow? I'm trying to finish my reading and I can't have you and Sam down here tearing each other apart. Sam you can explain to me AFTER I finish my book. I only have two chapters left!" I huffed, but nodded. I saw Freddie nod too.
"Well I'll be over same time tomorrow then. Bye Carly, bye best friend." he winked at me and walked out with the biggest, most doofus-y smiles ever. Carly gave me a confused look, but I shrugged my shoulders and plopped onto the sofa. I heard Carly go back upstairs. I had a few minutes to myself. Finally!
What was up with Freddie? When did he get so strong? Why was our fight so exciting? Why did my face heat up when he winked at me? Why did he seem so happy when I accidentally let is slip that I thought of him as my best friend? Why was I glad to know that he was happy? And the thing that bothered me most: Why couldn't I stop thinking about Freddie?
Good? Bad? Horrible? Interesting? PLEASE review and tell me if you think I should keep going?