~ Wandered Soul's Mirrored Reflection ~

PROLOGUE.

Hey guys! It's a new fanfiction story for me, yay! I hope you enjoy this one as much as I love writing it. & don't worry, I have it ALLLL planned out.
Also, MOST, if not all, of these chapters will be from MY P.O.V. so, it'd be like telling a story to your guys, which is what I am doing. I'll have thoughts in italics and flashbacks in italics. You'll know which is which, trust me. And, the rest are pretty much common sense. And since I'm awesome, I know what they are feeling inside. Aight. Let's do this.

**SEDDIE ARC HAPPENED.

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly, but I own this plot.

General P.O.V.

~Flashback~

It was a dark and gloomy day when it all started. Carly Shay had just finished eating her breakfast so she went upstairs to change into her very comfy and warm clothes because, well, it's winter, so it storms a lot. She stepped out of her blue pajamas and into her thermals with jeans over it. She then took a long sleeve and put it on her other long sleeve, complete with a pink thick jacket. She rummaged through her closet to find warm pairs of socks and put them on, testing their warmth, as well as her white scarf with pink waves. Carly finally put her pink snow boots on. She went back to her closet and found matching pink gloves and put them on. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled at the sight of being very matching.

She went downstairs to greet her brother, stealing a piece of bacon from him, and went over to Freddie's apartment. Surprisingly, Sam was over at Freddie's apartment, wearing thermals, two long sleeves, jeans, a black coat (which was very warm, might I add.), tan snow boots, white scarf, and black gloves. "Hey Carls." She and Freddie greeted.

"Hey guys." Carly answered. She sat down next to Sam. "So, Sam, why are you here with Freddie?" She asked, feeling a bit of jealousy rise in her, or maybe it was just desperation?

"I asked if I can permanently borrow his gloves and scarf, so here it is." She held up her hands and pointed at the scarf.

"Permanently borrow?" Carly interrogated.

"She meant steal." Freddie answered. Carly gasped and grabbed Sam's hands and started tugging on the gloves and the scarf to take it off but Freddie stopped her. "It's fine, I have another pair."

Carly huffed and stood up, signaling it was time to go to school. "Okay, let's go." The trio went outside Bushwell and was welcomed with a piercing cold gush of wind. Carly hugged Freddie for warmth. "Oh my goodness, it's cold." She stated.

Freddie, quite uncomfortable with this position, hesitated to put an arm around her, making her warm whilst Sam was digging through her backpack to find a beanie. "Okay, let's go, girls." Freddie said.

During the walk to school, Carly was hugging Freddie all the time, while Sam was looking down, burying her face in the scarf and stuck her hands in the pockets of her coat. Freddie noticed Sam so far away from them, so he called her over and offered a hug. Sam, of course, denied the hug, but when another cold wind had hit her, she suddenly regretted it. You see, Sam and Freddie secretly still love each other, but they'd never admit it… not now, at least.

Soon, they were all at school, and Carly was still hugging Freddie. Freddie gently pushed her away and made their way to their lockers. They took the stuff that they were supposed to get and went to their classes. But, Carly remained at her locker, admiring a photo of Taylor Lautner and always reminding herself how hot he is.

After about 2 minutes of admiring her photo of Taylor Lautner, she felt a tap on her shoulder and suddenly whipped around to find the most popular girls at school, Cindy and her posse, staring straight at her. They called themselves, "The Chicks," and they were quite intimidating to some people. "Hey Carly." Cindy greeted her.

Carly smiled and greeted her back. "Hi."

Cindy nodded and whispered something to a chick in a red coat, then went back to staring at Carly. "Hey, we noticed your level of popularity rose up, so we were wondering if you'd like to join us." The Chicks smiled.

"I'd love to be part of your group! Oh, I need to tell Freddie and Sam just—" Carly started, but got interrupted.

"No." Cindy protested. "Sam cannot be part of The Chicks. She's too boyish, no one likes her. She just starts a lot of ruckus. If you're gonna be part of The Chicks you can't be friends with Sam."

"… What about Freddie?"

"Oh, Freddie? Yeah, he's chill. He can be part of our popular group, but he'll hang out with the dudes over there." Cindy pointed to the dudes. "But Sam can't, you understand?"

"Then no, I'm sorry, I'll have to deny your off—" Carly answered.

"Think about it, Carly. Every boy will coo at you, they'll worship you like a goddess. You'll receive gifts everyday, always reminding you how popular you are. It can change your life." Cindy explained. Carly looked down, thinking about it for a bit. "But you can't be friends with Sam. But, look at all the good things that'll come to you."

"I… I'll do it." Carly smiled at Cindy.

"Great, I'll see you at lunch." The Chicks walked away. And for the rest of the day, Carly Shay didn't talk to Sam, but pulled Freddie in with her.

~End Flashback~

Sam remembered that conversation like it was yesterday. She remembered going back to her lockers because she forgot something and overheard her ex-bff talking to "The Chicks." Sam was quite disappointed, if not, furious about this. She was about to jump out and yell at them, but she bit her tongue.

Every since that day, she'd been bullied by them, insulted by them. Freddie was pulled in with her. He was just dragged with Carly wherever he went, so he ended up always hanging out with them, unwillingly, of course. Carly had made a move on Freddie one time, and then, BAM! They became boyfriend and girlfriend. Freddie never really liked Carly, he just felt pity towards her.

Sam didn't hang out with Carly any more, or Freddie and Carly, actually. Sam was alone, on her own, thinking of how to deal with her life. She was a soul, wandering on her own, looking her reflection in the mirror, thinking, 'How do I cope with my life, is this who I really am?'

This is a war, a fight, and Samantha Puckett never backs down from a fight.

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