Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly or the characters. Because if I did, Sam and Freddie would've admitted their feelings by now. :)

Summary: The whole situation was simple. Kiss Freddie Benson or more appropriately- Braniac Benson, earn $200 from Carly's new, rich "friends", and this whole financial problem would disappear. But Sam Puckett never would've thought he wouldn't let her. AU.

Chapter One

Another boring conversation ends, and I look up from picking at my nails.

"Well, see you later! I'm going to be late for history!" Carly says with a small, exaggerated groan. But she's never late and she knows it. She motions for me to come along and stop ruining my fingers. I'm about to follow her because we have that class together, but Zack stops me.

"Wait, can I talk to Sam for a bit?" He gives Carly a giant smile, his white teeth on display. Carly shoots me a look of confusion, but smiles back at him adoringly.

"Sure. I'll save you a seat, Sam." She dashes off towards class. Oh Carls.

I look at him, arms crossed. "Yeah?" I'm pretty impatient, even though I have no intention to get to class early. Plus, this is Zack Davis I'm talking to.

"I have an offer to make you." Zack's stupid smile is full of mischief. "I heard you need some cash..." Dang you, Carly! Way to talk about my personal business! "And so you just have to do this simple little... uh, action, I guess you'd say, and you'll get fifty dollars."

I roll my eyes. Fifty isn't even that much if you think about it.

"From each of us," he adds, seeing my automatic rejection. They all nod like bobble heads. Of course, well dressed, properly-proportioned bobble heads.

"Well, what is it?" I tap my foot to show I'm leaving any second now. But I'm tempted. He's got me hooked.

"Kiss the leader of the Odd-o Club. Ahem, Audio Club." What a lame joke. The rest giggle like idiots. I try to figure out who that is... and the face appears in my mind. Oh wow, out of all the people in the school, it had to be him. At least it wasn't Gibby.

"No," I say automatically. But I'm having second thoughts. I mean, it isn't too repulsive, right? Just lips against lips with... Freddie. Ugh.

"Why? Hm? Don't want to waste your first kiss?" he taunts. His gorgeous blue eyes are on fire with mockery.

Okay, that does it! The scumbag. "Actually, it won't be my first. And fine, I'll do it, but not for the money, but just to show you Sam Puckett doesn't back down," I hiss at him, lying convincingly.

"Then go. He's in the Tech room," Zack challenges. But I can tell he hadn't expected me to agree. I'm sure he just wanted to wave something in my face and let me know I don't have it. He doesn't deserve a response from me. I spin on my heel, whipping him with my hair and start going down the hall.

Freddie. Even thinking about him makes me grimace. Thinking of his lips... I mentally shudder.

My feet keep moving down the hall in a determined march, but my mind was absolutely screaming. Don't waste your first kiss on that dork! But I need the money. Two hundred dollars… who would pass that up? Especially someone whose been eating Fat Cakes nonstop since their mom got too lazy buy food. Man, those things are addicting though.

I glance back at the rest of the group; Zack, Kevin, Abigail, and Ashley who have smirks and amusement scattered across their faces. The rich snobs. My hand clutches the knob of the door. Do I really need money this badly? I roll my eyes at myself. Gosh, it was just a kiss; I need to grow up. But it's my first... My mind should really shut up. Who cares if it's the first? Not me.

I open the door of the Tech room and find Freddie Benson, or more appropriately, Braniac Benson. His back's to me, so I, very considerately, slam the door loudly to let him know I've made an entrance. He turns back quickly, alarm already glittering in his eyes. What a victimized geek. "Sam?" he asks, his eyebrows wrinkling.

"Who else? I thought you were the smart one here," I snap by instinct. Harsh? Better than being a weak, dependent girl. I'm never weak, okay? First little fact you should know about me, and don't underestimate it. Because weakness, that's Mom. Ever since Dad left, she's been so desperate, needing me and whatever loser home that night to take care of her. So at home, we need a tougher one to hold it all up, make everything alright without a man. Otherwise... we'd fall apart.

He sighs tiredly, asking with his chocolate eyes what I was doing here. Mm mm... chocolate would be so delicious right now- stop! Kiss the nerd and leave for crying out loud! I inhale, then advance towards him, hoping not to scare him away. I mean, maybe I'd made fun of him in the past... but really, who hasn't?

Surprisingly, he stays still, watching me approach with suspicions.

As soon as I'm close to him, I panic. Wait- how do you kiss a guy? Sam- stop acting so stupid! Do it like in the chick flicks Carly puts you through.

It's just the bit of motivation I need. I close my eyes, calm as ever and lean in... ready to experience my first kiss.

My lips touch air.

"What?" he shouts. My eyes open with alarm, but realize soon enough nothing's even happened.

"What?" I ask in an irked tone, wondering what made him rudely interrupt my special moment. Sheesh. I narrow my eyes at him. "What?" I repeat, as he stays shocked. Then he's waving his hands like a maniac, gesturing at the sky, I guess.

"Sam! Why are you trying to kiss me?" The diva.

I roll my eyes. "Why are you pulling away?" I ignore his question pretty well.

There he goes again with all this pointless waving. "Hello? You've been torturing me ever since I got here like seven years ago. And you don't even know me! Plus, there was this time..." Big deal. So a few wedgies, pranks, and insults have been said and done, but...

Wait, is there even a but?

Act on impulse again, Sam? Maybe you should have thought this plan through.

"...so why would I kiss you?" he continues and finishes.

Okay, that hurt a little. But it doesn't matter, I won't let it bug me. It's not like Freddie will be getting any other offers lately. I mean, Carly's been rejecting him forever, and any other girl with sanity stays her distance. "Just- can you?" I ask, trying to look as if I really wanted this. Which, I kind of did. But not in the way I was trying to show.

"No," is all he says. After an awkward pause of me glaring and him staring, he speaks again. "Why? Is this a dare or something?" He looks a bit upset, like this has happened before. Probably has.

Well, I guess I should have seen it coming. Why else would I ask for one? But it isn't the whole truth. He doesn't know there's money involved... and the dare was made by Carly's stupid new friends who we've been sitting with the last few days at lunch. Gosh, I don't even know why she's hanging out with them! They're seniors, we're sophomores. They're wealthy, we're middle class. And in my case, leaning towards lower class slightly. They're jerks, we're... okay, Carly's a little angel and I'm... probably worse than them, but that's not the point! Why would Carly Shay even want to hang out with them? She keeps avoiding the question, but I always get it out of her in the end.

But right now, there are more important matters. I'll find out later. At this moment though...

"Yup. A dare," I say, nodding my head. Please just do it already! Do I really need to force him?

Freddie's face appears apologetic. "Sorry, but I can't." He looks at me a little embarrassed, pink tinting his cheeks. He looks so odd, away from his serious self.

I want to scream and shake the boy until he finally gets some logic knocked into that big brain! "Why?" I demand. He looks startled, but hides it.

Then, with his spiky brown hair, goofy polo shirt, and eyes staring right at me, he says one line. "I'm dating someone."

Okay, what?

Author's Note; Maybe this is a bit confusing. Okay, this story is taken place without Freddie, Sam, and Carly being friends. Sam and Carly are best friends, and Freddie's just "Braniac Benson" as Sam likes to call him. And I think that's all that needs to be explained. Oh, and iCarly is done without Freddie.

I hope you somewhat enjoyed this. Sorry for any grammatical errors, and if this was a little out of character/silly. Review anyways? :)