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"Thinking"

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Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. All characters, most "brand names" and places from iCarly are most likely owned by Viacom (The people who own Nickelodeon I believe) and Partly by Dan.

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As I sat there glaring at all those idiots that were caught by even the stupidest of teachers, I caught her gazing out the window. She hadn't been caught by any stretch of the imagination. Even though I knew that she had been the one to cause all the faculty toilets to explode.

When any of the others confronted her about it?

"Call me when you get proof I did it."

Thinking of the look on her face; it was the confident come get me look decorated with a half smirk as if to say 'you'll never prove it' that put the hairs of my neck on end.

Such confidence, such cleverness…

Such power.

The entire faculty knew it. How much power she had over this school. Only ever bending her will at the begging of her two friends,the kind Carly who she held dear as a best friend and Freddie who she seemed to enjoy messing with constantly. Sometimes she would even give the newly changed password back to our weak principal Mr. Franklin. I think she only got it and changed it every once in a while for the challenge.

She caught me staring, sent me a smirk and pulled out her notebook and started scribbling in it.

The nerve, the audacity, the guts to do that which no other student would even think to do. That's what made her so…

Attractive.

This game of cat and mouse we play… no, that term is wrong. I may be a cat, but in no way is she a mouse.

I am the only one that can catch her, but it's rare that I do. She's more like a cat I realize. I'm more like a snarling dog that is always nipping at her heels as she evades me. Effortlessly.

She'll slip up. It's only natural and I will be the one that catches her.

It will only be me.

No one else is good enough.

Hearing a noise, I glance over at a group of kids chatting among themselves. Stupid children, you are in my world and in my world you do as I command.

"You three!" They jerked towards me. They may all be 'big boy' seniors but they fear me. "Shut your dirty pathetic mouths before you regret being born."

They shut their mouths and sat correctly in the seats again. Everyone seemed scared by that outburst.

Not her though. She just sat there resting her head on her left hand still writing in her book.

She probably thought I couldn't see the grin playing on her face.

Oh but I could.

I knew it wasn't for me. It was that everyone feared me. That's what amused her.

Such strength. It sent shivers down my spine.

At first she was just a nuisance like a flea, but she grew and changed. The next thing I knew she morphed into someone strong, cleaver and powerful.

She had in just a few years what it took me decades to grow. Another shutter went down my spine as I imagined what she could be like in ten more years.

I wasn't sure what I was attracted to more.

Her or the power she held.

It didn't matter.

I glanced at the clock on the desk. It was almost time to release her. Part of me wondered why she kept ignoring the others. That's what got her in this room in the first place. She ignored one of the other teachers and when he called her on it she, belittled him and his toupee. I knew it was probably because it amused her. Watching people get all upset and not to be brave enough to retort.

Part of me likes to think she did it just to get detention. Just so she could bask in my glory.

I knew it wasn't that but it's nice to pretend.

The bell rang. The students all clamored to get their things and run out into the hall so they wouldn't have to spend a second longer with me.

She took her time. Got her things together calmly.

"Samantha." I said drawing out the last 'a' in her name.

She glanced over at me, her brow furrowed.

"It's Sam. Get it right" She says her voice coming out hard.

I smirk cruelly. Most of the other students would have accepted whatever I called them.

Not her.

"Samantha." I say again. Enjoying the hard glare she gives me. "I'll prove what you did. Even if I can't, I'll catch you with the next thing you do."

She laughs at that. My face shows displeasure but inside I'm enjoying it.

"I doubt that." She says. "I would have to do something wrong… which we both know I never ever do."

She lies so well it's scary sometimes. A normal person wouldn't even think she was lying.

I'm not normal. I'm amazing, astonishing and extraordinary to name a few perfect words. She slings the backpack over her shoulder and I notice her friends outside the door. She goes to it and opens it, but not before turning back to me with her 'come get me' smirk back on her face.

"Even though I don't do any wrong, you're more than welcome to try and catch me. You and I both know that even if I did do anything… no one could catch me. That includes you."

My breath hitches. If I ever thought the things I thought were my imagination before, this challenge disproves it.

"Oh I will catch you Samantha." I purr.

Her smirk doesn't falter.

"We'll see Mrs. Briggs." She chuckles and she's out the door.

A few seconds pass and I go to the door, open it and look down the hallway. I can't see them but I can hear them since all the other students are gone for the day.

"Why do you have to bait her?" Her best friend Carly asks.

"It's like you're begging to get detention for life." The male of the group, Freddie says.

"Meh. It's funny to see her get all riled up. Besides, it's not like she can catch me anymore." I can practically hear the smirk in her voice.

I hear the front doors of the school open and shut. I can't stop the big grin that works its way on my face.

"Oh… I'll catch you Samantha. One way or the other."

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Ok now. Honestly did you expect that person to be the one who was thinking all that stuff? Be sure to review and lemme know what ya think!