This is my first iCarly fic, tell me what you think about it, how I can make it better, if I have captured the characters accurately enough for it to be believable.
iCarly goes to College
"I can't believe that you are going to University with me. You could be going almost anywhere you want, but you're going to State school."
"I like Washington State University, it has a really great Journalism program. Besides, if I left you alone, you'd never go to class."
"Well that's true, I hate going to class."
"It'll be weird though that we aren't going to be going to school with Freddy."
"Yea, I'll miss copying off that nerd's homework and giving him flushies."
"Sam! I thought you and Freddy were getting along."
"Chill Carls, you know that I wouldn't hurt your little boyfriend- much that is."
"Um, actually, we broke up last night."
"Where is that little geekazoid- I swear, when I get my hands on him-"
"I broke up with him Sam."
"Oh. What happened?"
Carly stared down at her feet and mumbled.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you."
"I- I don't want to talk about it. I don't deserve someone as good as Freddy."
"Carly. I'm your best friend, right? You trust my opinions?" Carly nodded. "Okay then, listen up. You deserve the best. I don't know why you think that you aren't good enough for Fredward, but if Fredward is really who you want, then you know that he will take you back."
"No, Sam, I don't want him back, I want someone else, someone I will never have."
"What are you talking about Carls? You could have anyone you want, you're the bomb."
"I don't think so Sam, I don't want to talk about it anymore right now."
Sensing that Carly meant it, Sam decided to leave the subject alone…for now. She did however, keep thinking about it. Why would someone not want to be with Carly? Maybe she met some gay guy…or maybe he's a lot older than her, maybe he's already in a relationship. Whatever the reason, it can't be something very simple and Carly must be a little embarrassed about it, because she always told her who she liked. Then a thought came to Sam, one that she hadn't thought about for three years, when she almost told Carly a secret about herself. Maybe Carly was like her. If that were true though, these past three years, all the hiding, all the secrets were for nothing. Sam decided she couldn't hold it in anymore, that she would have to tell Carly.
"Sam. Sam. Why are you so quiet? This isn't like you…I'm sorry I can't talk more about it right now, I'm just having a hard time processing it. I promise you will be the first person I talk about it with."
"It's not you, I'm just thinking about something. Something that I've been keeping inside for three years."
"Three years? Since we were fifteen? What could have happened three years ago that is still important today?"
"It's not something that I did. Its something about me, something that I dunno if its part of my biology or personality. It seems though, that a lot is on your mind. I will tell you if you want, but I'm afraid that it might burden you, to be the only one that knows, the bearer of my secret. So, when you are ready, I will tell you, but not a moment before."
Carly knew that for Sam to be this serious and talk for so long about it, it was something that she truly thought was a big thing.
"As much as I'm sure that it would help you to get it off your chest, do you think it can wait, until tomorrow? Right now, I need a big bowl of popcorn and a girl cow marathon with my best friend."
"That sounds perfect to me. Food and girly cow."
They stayed up until 2 am watching girly cow. Then, as Carly was falling asleep, she and Sam went upstairs to Carly's bedroom to sleep. Carly woke up around 10 am, with Sam's arm draped over her. She smiled and gently removed herself from bed and took the stairs to the kitchen.
Sam was woken up by the smell of bacon and eggs. She practically ran down the stairs to the smell of amazing food. Carly and Sam ate until their stomachs hurt and then Sam ate a little bit more.
"I still don't understand how you aren't overweight Sam."
"I run everyday. I need this much food in me."
Carly shook her head and then asked Sam if she wanted the first shower, or second. Sam waved her off, so Carly took the first shower.
Am I ready to tell her? I really should tell her before we get to university, so she doesn't have to room with me if she thinks I am a freak.
Meanwhile, Sam was thinking the same sort of things downstairs, about whether Carly would think that she is a freak.
After Sam takes her shower and she and Carly are both dressed, they sit on Carly's bed, in an awkward silence.
Finally breaking the silence, Sam speaks up. "So how do you feel today? Do you feel like talking. About you know, either you or me. If not, I'll just shut up."
"I'm ready to listen, if you are ready to talk. I'm just not sure I'm ready to talk about me…yet."
"Okay. That's fine. Now, please, think about what I'm going to say with an open mind. Carly, I'm gay."
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