Disclaimer:I don't own icarly
"Why did I agree to this" Sam says as she pouts in Carlys room.
"Because you think he's hot?" Carly says as she looks for the perfect shoes to go with Sams black skirt that falls slightly above her knees.
"No not why I'm going out with Jake, why I let you convince me to dress up for him."
"Why wouldn't you wanna look nice for the first date with a new guy"
"Remember Pete. Sam + dress up for one syllable named guy = disaster". Sam says with a huff as she adjusts the royal blue halter top she swore she'd never wear. Damn Carly and her powers of persuasion.
Carly sighed before responding. "Come on Sam. Pete was an A-hole. And plus Jake is short for Jacob so that's two syllables."
"Pete is short for Peter so I guess we are back to square one Shay."Sam deadpanned.
"Sam sometimes you need to just take a risk or you'll never know what might happen. What might be waiting for you out there." Sam remained unconvinced "Just look at yourself in the mirror. Carly says as she drags Sam to the other side of the room.
"I don't wanna loo-" she stops as she takes a good look at herself. Even though she's wearing a dreaded skirt she doesn't feel uncomfortable. The gold heels Carly finally chose for her made her petite legs look like they went on for days. Her makeup wasn't too dramatic, just enough lip gloss to make her lips stick out and just enough mascara to make her blue eyes pop. She had to admit that she did look pretty good.
"See" Carly said, taking her silence as a sign of acceptance. "You look great Sam, Jake won't know what hit him"
All she could do was smile. She looked at the clock on the wall and saw that he was coming to pick her up in 30 minutes she began to get nervous and started chewing her lip. "Wheres my bag?"
"Its downstairs but you can't have any of your emergency meat you might dirty you-"but she was already running downstairs.
"Sam at least put on something to cover up your outfit" Carly yelled as she went to quickly follow her.
"Hola Chicas" Fredward Benson said as he entered the Shay residence without knocking as per usual.
"Hey Freddie" Carly said as she looked up at him and smiled before she went back to watching the television.
He received only a grunt from Sam as she was gnawing on the bones of what he guessed used to be ribs.
"What up with the poncho?" He asked quizzically while taking in Sams attire.
"Sams got a date but needed ribs."
"Oh right with whats his name."
"Jakes' his name nub" Sam said as she finally put down the remains of the animal she fully appreciated the slaying of.
"Yea Jake sorry. Arent we touchie" Freddie says with a sly grin. Already preparing himself for what is about to ensue.
"The only thing that's going to be touchie is when my fist comes in direct contact with your jaw."Sam says angrily but with the hint of a smile playing on her face. The two finding comfort in their banter.
"No Sam don't punch Freddie no blood on your outfit either" Carly said slightly detached from the convo but wanting to squash anything before it turned into World War 234554664
"What if I keep the poncho on until after I knock him out?"
"Look Sam he's going to be here soon you might wanna go touch up your makeup." Carly says ignoring her last statement completely.
Freddie looks as Sam agrees and without hesitation makes her way back upstairs to Carlys room.
Once she leaves the room Carly directs her attention to Freddie "So what brings you by tonight?"
"I really need a reason to come over here now?" Freddie says
"No" she replies with a slightly shy glance at Freddie. She had to admit that through their years of friendship he had developed into quite the handsome young man. Freaked out by her sounding like an old grandma in her thoughts she quickly mentally shook her head.
"So you wanna stay a while, watch a movie or something" Carly says with a small flutter of her eyes.
"Sureeee" Freddie says a little uncertainty wondering what got into Carly.
Just then the doorbell rang.
"OOoooh that must be him ill get it. You go call Sam to come downstairs. And don't just yell out Sam. I want her to make a grand entrance" Carly says giddily as she hops off the couch and makes her way to the door.
Freddie rolls his eyes but obliges like Carly knew he would.
As he makes it to Carlys door he knocks (holding the need to knock before entering someones bedroom in higher regard than a front door)
"What?" is the reply
He takes that as a go ahead to enter
"Hey blonde headed demo-" The rest of his sentence is quickly forgotten as he takes a good look at the girl, no practically a woman in front of him. This obviously wasn't the first time he saw her all dressed up but the smile she seemed to have had caught him off guard. He could tell that she felt as amazing as she looked.
Once she saw that it was Freddie and not Carly her smile faded and an eyebrow raise replaced it.
"You ok dork?" She said as her normal look of indifference returned.
It seemed to take Freddie out of his dream world.
"Wow Sam you look….. Wow" His ability to speak coherently had yet to fully return however.
For a brief moment that genuine smile returned but she just as quickly masked it.
"Thanks Freddinator now what do you want?"
"Oh Johns-"
"You mean Jake"
"Yea whatever. Hes downstairs"
Sam took one last look in the mirror and pushed him out the way. That slight touch sent a charge through him and he couldn't believe that she somehow had just shook his entire thought system in a matter of minutes. If he were to be completely honest with himself he would admit that he had this underlying amount of slight affection (feelings felt like too strong of a word really) for her. But it wasn't something he expected to think about outside the comforts of his room before he fully let sleep take hold of him. Those final moments where his thought could run free with no inhibition and no sense of the ramifications that would occur if anyone were to find out.
As he finally made his way back downstairs he saw Carly acting out her role as a mom seeing her daughter go out on her first date. It would've been slightly amusing to Freddie how she tried to get them to stand close and take pictures together if it wasn't for the fact that she was trying to make them stand CLOSE and take pictures TOGETHER.
His slight pang of jealously quickly was swept to the side as he saw the nervous look on Sams face. For all the confidence she had when it came to intimidating people, it left almost none for her when it came to the boy department. As her friend he sent her a reassuring smile and mouthed 'good luck' to her as she turned around to leave. She smiled that smile he had grown to crave in a short amount of time and walked out the door.
Authors note: Yay to me for finally getting the urge to write again. I feel like this is subconsciously inspired by iomg that's coming out this weekend. I didn't realize it till I finished. I'm pretty sure I will continue this and I'm hoping I can beat my record for length and make this longer then my last story (It was only like 6 chapters so I feel pretty pathetic ) Anywayz I hope whoever reads this enjoys and feels the urge to review. Ill be honest and say I have only a slight idea of where this could be heading. Seems like a sad way to end this note so... (insert your name here) is the coolest person on this site. Yeah thats a more postive note :)