Hi! What goes on? So, this is my first fic, so I beg you, please don't throw virtual rocks at me. I hope you enjoy! Feel free to review!

Ugh, do I seriously have to do this? Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly or Nick. If I did, writing this would be pointless, wouldn't it? Besides, if I did, Seddie would've happened a long time ago.*fades from boring author note to story*

Freddie:

"Great show today," I told Carly and Sam. As you can probably guess, Sam responded with, "Yeah, yeah. I'll be at the fridge," while Carly said, "Thanks. You did a good job, too." I sat down on the Shay's couch wondering how long I could stay away from my waaaaaaay too overprotective mom.

From the kitchen, Sam groaned. "Dammit.I hate it when you guys don't have any food." She walked to the couch and pushed me off. I landed butt-first on the coffee table .Now it was my turn to cuss. "Ow! Damn, can you ever be nice to me?"

"I can if I want to, but I don't, so I won't," was her witty response.

What is with her attitude? "Well, maybe I want you to stop!" Ouch. That sounded a lot cooler in my head.

"Well, maybe I don't care," Sam said mockingly.

"Stop it, you guys" Carly said.

"I don't wanna," Sam complained.

"Sam," said Carly.

"Fine" Sam said. Her eyes never left me, though. Her eyes. They seemed so familiar. I mean, I know I see those ocean blue eyes practically every day. I feel like I've seen them a long time ago. From the day I first saw them, I got that same familiar feeling.

I walked into Mrs. Trapp's 6th class. I know it sucks being the new boy, but I was excited to make new friends. Mrs. Trapp put me in a seat next to a chubby boy that looked bored and a blonde girl giggling to her brunette friend. When I sat down, the girl turned around and asked "What are you," in a snotty tone. When I looked at her blue eyes, they looked too familiar. Still, I tried to ignore them. "Hi. I'm Freddie," I said in a happy tone. She was still rude, though. "Freddie? What kind of name is-"The girl beside her cut her off. "Sam," she groaned. Then she turned to me. "I apologize for her. I'm Carly," she said. Then the boy beside me tapped me on the shoulder "'t let Sam get to you. My name's Gibby," he said

My thoughts were interrupted by a rude remark. "What are you looking at," asked Sam.

"Nothing. I'd better go now. Bye," I didn't wait to hear anything. The whole rest of the night, I thought of Sam.

So there you have it. The first chapter. See the pretty button below? I dare you to press it. Press it!

Peace out!- HASC