A/N: Hey everyone, I know I'm still writing my story 'The Reunion' but I've had this idea for a new story and I wanted to get it started before I forgot it. I'm still writing 'The Reunion' and should be updating in the next few days. If you haven't read it yet, please check it out and maybe leave a review. Anyway here's the start of my story, I may change the name of it later on, enjoy.

Chapter 1- iProblem

Sam Puckett was a seventeen year old girl just walking along the sidewalk making her way to Bushwell Plaza. She had problems on her mind which nobody knew about, but she knew that today she finally had to tell someone about them. Her problem had led to something bigger and she knew that if she didn't sort it out now that there's a chance that the situation could get much worse. There was only one person she could tell though and she wasn't sure how that person would take it. There was only one way she could find out.

Her Mom was out of the picture, she took off about three or four months ago, without a word and to Sam it seemed as if she had completely dropped off the face of the earth. Nobody knew she was gone apart from Sam. Nobody knew how much Sam was struggling. She was alone, her Mom had left her money but it was running low and soon she would be at risk of losing her home and may end up with nowhere else to go. But right now that was the least of her problems.

Her twin sister Melanie was no longer in her life either. She had been in New York at some fancy boarding school since her and Sam got to the age of eight. Since then Sam's relationship with her sister became rocky. They argued all the time and it soon got to the point where they didn't talk to each other at all. Their relationship that they had when they were little was no longer there anymore, they didn't have one and deep down Sam knew that there was now no possible way that she and Melanie could fix it.

When Sam and Melanie were little they weren't just twin sisters they were best friends, they used to do everything together. They told each other everything but when it got to the point that Melanie became extremely clever she got whisked away to boarding school, leaving Sam behind completely heartbroken and lonely.

Sam then soon met Carly, after fighting over a tuna sandwich they instantly became good friends. Now years later their best friends and kind of inseparably. When they each have a problem they go to each other about it. Even though they may not be able to help each other both girls feel better after talking about whatever is on their mind and simply removing the problem off of their chest.

So Carly would usually be the person that Sam would go to at a time like this, but Carly is in Yakima right now visiting her Grandad with Spencer over spring break. So Sam can't really talk to her. That only really left Sam with one person to go to and that person was Freddie.

She couldn't believe that she was about to go to Freddie Benson for a person to confide in. A person to get advice from, a person to most of all ask for help. Sam wouldn't have thought that in a million years that she would be doing this. It was known that she and Freddie didn't have the best relationship, she didn't even know if they were friends but she knew that she had to sort things out now and this was her only option.

So as Sam walked through the halls of Bushwell Plaza she stopped and looked at what was now in front of her, Freddie's apartment, apartment 8D. She then turned glancing back at apartment 8C which belonged to Carly. Sam wished that she was here right now. She then looked back up at Freddie's apartment door, it's now or never she thought as she knocked on the door.

It didn't take long for Freddie to answer; he looked a little shocked to see her at his door. He didn't think he would be seeing anything of Sam while Carly was away. This confused him so he just stared at her, waiting for her to say something.

Sam's body completely tensed up as soon as she layed eyes on him. Her mind was filled with tons of different emotions and she couldn't really concentrate. She feared having to talk to Freddie about her problems but she knew they had to be sorted and that she couldn't do it alone. As Sam watched Freddie stare at her from his door way she knew that she would have to speak first. She came all the way out to Bushwell Plaza from her house to talk to him and now this was her chance.

"Can I talk to you?" Sam asked. She tried not to sound nervous when she asked, but she couldn't help it, her voice shook a little. Freddie must have noticed this because he frowned slightly before he answered.

"Eh yeah sure" he replied. "Do you want to come in?" He asked her. Sam nodded and followed Freddie through in to his living room. She sat down on his couch and Freddie sat down on a chair opposite her.

They were both silent, Freddie could tell that something was bothering Sam and he thought that he should be the one to break the silent.

"So what do you want to talk about?" He asked her.

"Can you drive me somewhere? She asked him. Even though Sam had her driving license she had no car to drive her anywhere. She used to have one, but she had to get rid of it about two months after her Mother left. She knew she wouldn't be able to afford it now her Mother was gone and the money she made on her car is basically all she has left. Carly and Freddie never understood why she got rid of it and when they asked, Sam simply didn't answer.

"Where?" He asked.

"New York" She replied, not giving Freddie any eye contact, Sam knew that New York is hours away and she didn't see why Freddie would be willing to drive her there but she was desperate.

"New York, Sam that's miles away" Freddie spoke up looking a little startled.

"Yeh I know" Sam replied. "I'm just going through a lot right now" She told him.

"Why do you have to go there?" He asked her.

"It's my sister" She told him. Freddie had known for a while that Melanie did exist. A little while after Melanie had gone back to boarding school he overheard Sam and Carly talking about an argument that Sam and Melanie had had. It then became clear to Freddie that Melanie must have been real and that Sam did have a twin.

"What about her?" Freddie asked.

"She's dead" Sam murmured.

A/N: So do you guys want me to continue? Please review and let me know, hope you enjoyed it.