Heyy guys and gals! I haven't written a story in a looooong time, so I thought you guys deserved to see another new one. This will be a chapter story so yay! I just recently started reading Seddie stories again, so I figured I'd write this one. Well, here ya go.

Disclaimer: Me no owny iCarly!

iTrip

Chapter One

Immature

I sighed, listening to yet another fight between my best friends.

"You squeaked! I win!"

"No you don't, Freweirdo."

"Yes I do. You gave in, so I win."

"Who says I gave in?"

Freddie faltered before saying, "Wait. I…I just saw you give. So I win."

"I didn't give," Sam said plainly.

"What?"

"What?" Sam was the master of confusion, but Freddie saw what she was doing.

"Stop trying to confuse me, Puckett!"

"I'm not, Benson." Sam smirked.

"Yes you ar- you know what? It doesn't matter because I won."

"You lie!"

"I totally won!"

"You can't prove it!"

"Yes I can." Please don't bring me into this, please don't bring me into this, please don't- "Right Carly? You witnessed it." I groaned.

"Why do you guys even play Erasers? It looks pretty painful, rubbing your wrist skin away with soft soap erasers."

"But you saw me win right?" I wanted so badly to hurt Freddie right then. I stood up frustrated.

"Okay, fine! Freddie, you won, Sam, you lost. There! Jeez!" I stormed into the kitchen while Freddie pumped his fist in victory and Sam tackled him for it. Grabbing the apple juice from the fridge, I poured myself a tall glass. I took a seat at the kitchen table, repeatedly banging my head against it. Spencer grabbed my hair before the seventh bang, taking a seat across from me.

"They playing Erasers again?" he asked knowingly. I nodded. "I wanna play! Hey Sam! Freddie! I wanna-" I cut him off, covering his mouth with my hand. "What?" he asked after I removed my hand from over his face.

"Do you really wanna make it worse than it already is?"

Spencer looked at the floor, a disappointed expression crossing his face. "I just wanted to play," he said much like a six-year-old.

I rolled my eyes, saying, "I'll buy you ice cream. You're just lucky they didn't hear you."

A giddy expression soon replaced the sad one on Spencer's face. "Oh my gosh! I almost forgot!"

"What?'

"I can do way better than ice cream, and get Sam and Freddie to get along. Plus, this'll be great for your shot nerves."

"What?"

He jumped up and down, shouting, "We're going to Florida!"

Feeling instantly better, I joined him in his happy jumping. This made Sam and Freddie pause and look up from their tussle.

"Florida?" Sam asked excitedly.

"Yeahh!" Spencer shouted.

Surprisingly, she and Freddie both joined us in our happy dancing.

"Where'd you get the money?" I said, the cost finally hitting me.

"Socko told me that instead of paying me for all the work I'd been doing in his store, he'd send us four plus him to Destin!"

We all screamed elatedly. I couldn't believe it.

"Go pack your things kiddos, because the plane leaves in three hours." We all nodded happily, racing off to gather our things. Halfway up the stairs, I turned around and hugged Spencer. Speaking into his chest, I said, "Thank you so much. I really needed it."

"No prob, baby sister. Now go pack!" I did as he said, racing up the stairs.

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