Hey all, this is my first iCarly fanfic, and also part of my campaign to get really good non-ship iCarly stories on here.
I don't like disclaimers because really, if I owned iCarly, would I be putting it on here?
Please r&r.

Chapter 1

The Bet

It was Sunday evening, and Carly and her friends had just gotten home from the Groovie Smoothie. As usual, Sam and Freddie were fighting.

"That is so untrue and you know it, Sam!" Freddie yelled.

"Ah, what do you know, Fredork!" Sam retorted.

"Will you two knock it off? You've been at each others throats since we left,"Carly said.

"Hey, don't blame me, Sam's the one who started it."

"Ah, who cares what you and your oddly shaped butt has to say."

"That is it! I've had it with you!"

"Yeah, I'm so scared."

"Quiet!" Carly yelled.

"Okay," Freddie said.

"Yeah, you don't have to tell me twice," Sam said.

"Actually, I do," Carly responded.

By this time they were in the Shay's kitchen.

"I'm hungry," Sam ccommented.

"When aren't you hungry?" Freddie said.

"Watch it, Benson."

Sam went to the refrigerator. She saw many things, but what stood out was a big piece of pizza. She took it out and started eating it.

"Hey, that's Spencer's pizza," Carly said.

"So?"

"Right, you don't care about who's pizza it is, as long as you're the one who eats it," Freddie chimed in.

"You know, this pizza brings back a lot of memories," Sam said, looking off in the distance with a smile on her face.

"Like what?" Carly asked.

"Like when I slapped Gibby with a piece of pizza."

"Of course."

"Yeah, but didn't you get detention for that?" Freddie asked.

"Yeah...but it was worth it."

At this time Spencer walked in.

"Hey Carly and her friends who never seem to leave."

"Hey Spence," Carly said.

"So, whatcha doing? a little chattin', a little eatin'."

"Yep."

"Wait, is that my pizza?"

"I tried to stop her, but..." Carly told Spencer.

"Ah, I see."

"You know, I bet Sam has beaten some records for getting detention," Freddie observed.

"How so?"Carly asked.

"Think about it, Sam has to get detention at least what, two or three times a week. That's gotta add up to a pretty big number."

"So? It's not like I care," Sam commented.

"Yeah, but I don't think you could go one week without getting detention," Freddy said with a smug smile on his face.

"Oh really, well I think I could," Sam retorted. "Anyway, I've won every bet we've ever made, so you might as well not even try."

"Yeah, well this time I'm feeling lucky."

They were now staring at each other, thinking about the impending bet that would be made.

"I don't like where this is going," Carly said as she looked back and forth at her two friends.

"I bet that you can't go one week without getting detention, starting tomorrow," Freddie said to Sam.

"No you don't," Carly said, trying to stop the bet.

"And what are the stakes of our little gamble?"

"Winner gets $100," Freddie replied.

"Why do I even try?" Carly asked herself.

"So it's a bet?"

"It's a bet."

They both shook hands on it. The rest of the night they looked at each other with smug expressions on their faces. In Freddie's eyes, there was no way he could lose a bet like this, with Sam trying to not get detention. In Sam's eyes, she could do whatever it would take to win this bet, even if it meant not hurting other children with food for a week. Both were sure of themselves, and so the bet was on.

Well there is my first chapter. I hope you enjoyed it.
Please r&r.