A/N: I was just watching the kissing booth scene and had a huge urge to write something about it. I know.. I haven't updated iWant to Check In. Major writer's block, you know? I've also been the most busy I've ever been in my life. So I don't know how long this will be, it might (most likely) be a lil drabble. Anyways, hope you like. :)

*Sam's POV

Disclaimer: iDon't Own iCarly

I really hope this kissing booth thing works. Enough losers have already stopped by to make me want to barf and give up, but hey, I'm Sam Puckett. I don't lose. Shane is going to kiss me for 3 passionate seconds (what a great mental picture), even if I have to squirt away a thousand dorks beforehand.

Speaking of dorks, look who's approaching me now: Freddie.

Freddie?!

Yeah, he isn't here to kiss me. It's pretty obvious by the looks of his awkward face (faces can be awkward looking, you know).

"Not for nine billion dollars," I say flatly. Okay, that's a lie. I would kiss him, but for more like 1 million dollars. Keep in mind, that's still a load of cash.

"Don't worry, I don't want to kiss you," he replies, glancing around and then leaning in to the booth as if he had a secret. What, that his mom was making him wear his anti-bacterial underwear today? Please, that's no secret. At least, it's not anymore.

But ouch! Didn't I just say (or think, same thing) that I would kiss him for a million bucks? Taking that back… now.

He continues: "But I do want you to win this Shane contest." Hah! Right. I know this boy too well.

"You don't want me to win, you just want Carly to lose!" I exclaim, annoyed. I can't believe he has the nerve to insult me AND bring up his love for Carly in less than 10 seconds! That stuff gets old, I'm telling you.

"That is… true," he admits. Aha. Who's good? That's a rhetorical question. Yeah, I just thought the word rhetorical. Too bad I couldn't spell it on our spelling test yesterday.

He interrupts my thoughts to explain himself, like I don't know why in the world he would want Carly to be available. Really? I'm not that stupid.

Suddenly a tall, handsome boy with the name of Shane walks into the building. Why is Fredward still talking? He needs to leave!

"Oh! Shh! Shh! Here he comes. Go. Go!" I say, pulling out my trusty squirt gun (which has turned its back on me many times during fights with Freddie). I squirt him with it till he gets both that his love for Carly bores me and the love of my life is more important to me than him. As he runs, I take a couple extra shots at him. Just because.

A/N: Weird ending! I think 'just because' describes Seddie's relationship as of now pretty well. If someone asked Freddie why he and Sam fought all the time, he'd probably just say "just because". Ok, he might say "because she's always mean to me" or something like that, but you know what I'm gettin at? I don't think they know why they act the way they do towards each other, but of course, we all hope they'll figure it out. :) Review, por favor.