Hiya! I'm not gonna write heaps here, so on with the story!
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I hate her. Little miss sunshine, little miss supermodel, little miss... Freddies girlfriend. Dammit. I know you're thinking I only hate her because she's dating Freddie, and maybe thats partly it, but when that started I noticed how infuriatingly infuriating she is.
Hannah Ashworth. Even her name makes me sick. She lives two blocks away from me and is the definition of annoyingly perfect. She's got long red hair and massive green eyes and she dresses in this kooky way that makes guys fall at her feet. I hate her stupid straight A's, her stupid supermodel figure, her stupid broadway talent, stupid good looks and stupid she's-got-Freddie-and-I-haven't.
A year ago I wouldn't have cared, she was welcome to him, but then Freddie grew taller, picked his dress sense up and got his hair sorted out, and, I don't know, something just clicked, and I wasn't sure how to act around him.
Then he asked Hannah out and they fit like those last two pieces of that annoying jigsaw puzzle you just want to cut up. Three weeks passed and they're still the Troy and Gabriella of the school. He spends tons of time with her but he still hangs out with me and Carly. He doesn't bring her to iCarly shows or filming but you can tell he's thinking of her. And he takes an interest in her life while still maintaining his tech-dork persona. He goes to all her performances (she's on Broadway every so often) and helps her rehearse. He's the perfect boyfriend to her perfect girlfriend. It sucks.
And it's all I can think of as me and Carly are out shopping. We come out of Frimark, her laden with bags, me with just one small one (new socks) and I see the perfect couple across the street in Mobs, the juice place. Carly doesn't see them, they don't see us, but for me it's like a car crash. I know I shouldn't look but I can't stop staring. Oh God, he's leaning in, she's leaning in... don't do it... they did it. They kissed for the first time. I felt like a skinny dude who had just been kicked repeatedly in the stomach by an ogre with bricks for feet and thumbtacks for slippers. It hurt. It hurt 'cos you could see the fireworks exploding around them, the lightning bolt that connected them, the rainbow forming over their heads and the tiny unicorns flying around them.
I felt tears stinging my eyes. I was crying? This had to be bad. I turned to Carly. 'I don't feel too good,' I said. 'I think I'd better head'
Carly looked disappointed. 'Are you sure? Spencers picking us up in a half hour,' she said. 'We could get a juice in mobs if you want'
'No!' I said, maybe a bit too quickly. 'I mean, uh, it's my stomach. It's probably, y'know...' I racked my brains for and excuse.
'Oh, I uunderstand,' Carly said, saving me the trouble. 'Are the painters in'
'I... uh, yeah,' I said. I hadn't even started my monthlies yet but an excuse was an excuse. 'I probably just need to get a hot water bottle on it'
I said a hurried goodbye and rushed off. However much I tried to avoid looking at them, Freddie and Hannah were still in my eyeline. Looking at eachother with that look. That look of love.
I didn't even bother hiding my tears as I went home.
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So, whaddaya think? Sorry if it wasn't that good, the idea sprang to me at like 1 in the morning and I had to write it there and then. I'm not gonna ask for a certain number of reviews before I update (though reviews would be nice!), I'll update as soon as I can.
And to those who review, be nice! This is my first iCarly fic.
And special mention to those peoples who can tell me where I got the name Hannah Ashworth from! It's from the same place I got Mobs from. Sory, you probably won't get it unless you're from Billy-Shakespeare-a-gogo land (i.e England). Reviews, as I have often pointed out, are love!
See you later gorgeous iCarly type people!
Charz xx
