DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN iCARLY OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS YOU RECOGNIZE.

(Sam's POV)

I'm more upset about my little cousin, than about my aunt and uncle dying.

Amelia, my five year old cousin just lost her parents in a car accident. She was even in the car, to watch it happen.

Why do I care about this five year old? Because I had to babysit her every weekend while her parents went to work. You would think that I wouldn't have patience with a five year old, but she is different than any other five year old I've ever met.

She's tough, kind of like me, she's not a whiny crybaby brat who cries whenever I tell her to shut up. Amelia, she would just cross her arms and try to glare at me until I give her what she wants. It never worked, though.

Her parents don't really talk to me. When I pick up to watch her over the weekends, all her parents say are, "Okay, do whatever, bye." Four words, every time, that's it. It kind of reminded me of my mom. They were twins.

I took another sip of my smoothie. It was Tuesday, just after iCarly, and I was sitting with Freddie and Carly drinking smoothies.

"Hey, Sam, are you okay?" Freddie asked.

Why wouldn't he think I'm fine, "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"No, you just, aren't really drinking your smoothie, and your deep in thought it seems like."

"Maybe I'm just not drinking my smoothie because I'm deep in though."

"Deep in thought about what?" He asked curiously.

I didn't really want to talk to them about Amelia or the deaths, right now. I just wanted to get to Amelia's house and comfort her.

She wasn't usually one to cry. Like I said, she was tough. She never even had a normal relationship with her parents. I mean, she loved them, obviously, but she would always come to me for some sort of five year old advice or when she needs something, like I was her sister.

She was kind of like my sister, she was better than Melanie. She's like a mini me, blonde curly hair, blue eyes, always wearing sneakers, not some girly ballet flats.-

"Sam?" I heard Freddie chuckle. Oh yeah, I forgot to answer.

"Hamburgers. 'Kay, well I gotta go. See you guys!" I grabbed my smoothie and bag in my hand and waved with the other hand.

"Sam!" I heard Freddie yell, "Pay for the smoothie!"

"I didn't finish it!" I said, taking another sip.

"No, but your gunna!-"

I was out of the shop before he could finish.

I stood at the bus stop, next to some bald guy with an eye patch.

"Hey, what happened to your eye?" I asked, being nosy.

He didn't hear me.

"Hey!" I shouted closer this time.

He turned his head, "Oh, oh, sorry, I didn't hear you, I have an eye problem.

What? He can't hear because he has an eye problem? Ugh. The elderly…

I got onto the bus and sat in the last seat, kicking some woman out, and took out my ipod.

I went back to wondering how Amelia reacted to all of this. I don't know if I should expect her sobbing while everyone comforted her, or to be silent on the stairs… while everyone comforted her. I knew that everyone will be comforting her, she was five.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, it was Carly, probably wondering why I left, or what I was really deep in thought about.

I took out the headphones from my ears, and picked up.

"Yeah?"

"Hey, where did you go?"

"I'm seeing Amelia."

She knew about how I was pretty close with my cousin. She never really met her, though.

"Oh. . . wait. But it's Tuesday." She realized.

"Yeah. Something happened I'll call you tomorrow, bye!" I said, and hung up probably leaving Carly confused.

I got to Amelia's house, and saw her sitting on the floor, her eyes red and puffy, tears streaming down her eyes, watching everyone talking on where she is going to live, and planning.

I approached her, and she saw me.

"Hey, Amelia."

"Hi."

"Are you okay?"

"No."

"I know. I'm sorry." I said, and slung my arm over her tiny shoulders.

Hope you liked the first chapter. It just explained what's happening. There will be some Seddie later in the story! You will be surprised! Keep reading, and please review!