A/N: SURPRISE! So, I lied, but as I said before, I believe there is such a thing as lying for a good cause ;) So, this is NOT a one-shot, this is a brand new MULTI-CHAPTER story! Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly.

Summary: It's easy for us to forget, remembering is the hard part. (Multiple POV)

**This is how the multiple POV will work: I will state what POV it is at the beginning of every chapter, so please look for it.

For this chapter (prologue): SAM'S POV

Prologue: What day is it, Fredward?

It's easy for us to forget, remembering is the hard part.

I left apartment 8C for the last time. Part of me hated the idea; leaving the life I'd had for so long, but in my heart I knew it was the right thing. After Carly left, Spencer sold five of his sculptures to big-time art dealers, Gibby was set to go to veterinary school in Florida, and Freddie got accepted to the University of New York City for Technology. Everyone else was moving on, and now it was my turn.

Believe it or not, I was accepted to the University of California in Los Angeles for Journalism. My Senior Year at Ridgeway went well, with the help of a certain tech nerd.

My ticket was in my pocket, the suitcases were packed, and I was ready to go...for the most part. There was one last thing I had to do before I left. It was going to be difficult, so I had avoided it until the very last moment.

I had to say goodbye to Fredward.

Gibby had already left for Florida; we'd had a goodbye party for him. Spencer and I decided to keep in touch; spending so much time with Carly before she left for Italy, it's almost like he was my brother too. It was hard saying goodbye. Now, I had to say goodbye to the dork.

I prided myself on being able to humiliate him and be cruel to him, but things had changed and now, I can honestly say he was one of the people I would truly miss.

My fist was two centimeters from the door and I couldn't get it to budge. In my mind, I told myself to go ahead and knock, but it my heart, it was a different story. I lowered my fist and realized then that I had never been one for knocking. A safety pin was pulled out of my boot by my hand and I picked the lock to Apartment 8D.

The door slowly squeaked open. I looked inside to see Benson on the couch watching Galaxy Wars. When it comes to him, I'd expect nothing less.

"Hey, Benson," His head shot in my direction. I fully came into the apartment and shut the door behind me, "You really should get this door fixed."

"Puckett, what are you doing here?!" He looked almost panicky. Maybe it was a bad time?

"I just wanted to-" Before I could do one of the hardest thing I'd ever have to do, a brunette girl walked out of the kitchen.

"Have they got to the planet yet?" She asked, sitting on the couch with popcorn. Then, she noticed me, "who's your friend?"

"I'm Sam," After introducing myself, I said, "Fredward, I see you're busy, so I'll just go."

My mind exploded. I came all the way over there just to see that he just doesn't care? Who was this girl? You know what, maybe goodbye wouldn't be so bad after all.

I left without another word, slamming the door behind me. Before I could reach the elevator, I felt a hand on my arm, "Sam-"

My arm tore away from his grasp, "Don't start," I said sharply, "I come all the way down here to find you with some girl!"

"She's-" Benson tried, but my left hand gestured for him to stop.

"Save it," I knew he'd be hard to say goodbye to; that's why I saved him and Spencer for last, but by the looks of it, I should've left without anything.

"She's a friend alright!" He exclaimed, "I met her at a tech expo and I've been showing her around."

My tone grew a little less angry and a little more disappointed. He didn't remember, "Do you remember that conversation we had a couple of weeks ago at Gibby's goodbye party? You know about college, what we're going to do, when we're leaving?"

His head gave a nod, but he still wasn't sure what was going on, "What day is it, Fredward?"

My anger was caused by his lack of notice. I thought he cared enough to...well, I don't know, say goodbye? No, he couldn't even remember that I was leaving that day.

"Friday?" Okay, maybe some of the torture I gave him in years past he actually deserved.

I had to ask him one more question, "What did you plan on doing today?"

"Showing Ally around Seattle, watching Galaxy Wars," It sounded like a casual day, nothing special. We were friends, even though neither of us would fess up to it. Since Carly left, I had hung out with him, and we saw each other all the time. So, if a friend was leaving, wouldn't you want to say goodbye to them?

I waited for him to say more, "Nothing special."

That broke me, it was time to go, "Bye, Benson."

I'd had the suitcases in the hallway by the elevator. My hands grasped the handles and pulled them in.

"Sam, we need to talk about this! Please!" He was still far down the hallway, and I hadn't gone down yet.

"No, not now," He didn't want to talk to me then, or touch me, otherwise his arms may be detached from his body; good thing he was far down the hall.

"Fine, then later," I looked at him again, knowing this'd be how I'd remember him; this was the last time I'd see him.

I can't even bare to tell him what's really going on, "Later, Benson."

As the elevator doors shut, he caught a glimpse of the suitcases and grew wide-eyed. He tried to stop the elevator doors, but failed.

At that moment, an alert came on his phone:

June 21st

Sam leaves for L.A.

He frantically made his way to the lobby, but the elevator had beat him to it; I'd already gone and by the time he got to the front of the building, I was in a taxi on my way to the airport.

Benson put his head against the wall of the building and saw a picture on the ground.

It was one of me and him at Gibby's party. I had it in my suitcase, and I wrote on the back of it quickly before I threw it on the ground, hoping he'd find it.

He picked it up and looked at the writing on the back:

I hate you.

So, that was it, the last time I'd see Seattle, its few perks and many downfalls.

At least that's what I thought.

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