Hey guys! I know I haven't written anything in a loooong time, but I'm sorta rewriting what I had already written. But I'll actually finish this time, I promise. :)
"Don't forget to do your homework tonight!" our teacher yelled at us as we were walking down the hall. I mean, did she really expect me to do my homework? Whatever. I went to put my homework into my locker. When I opened my locker all of my books fell out.
"Dang." I muttered under my breath, as I leaned down to pick them up. I picked them up as quickly as I could and slammed my locker shut. I just wanted to get out of there before Carly or Freddie found me. I had just walked out the doors when I heard, "Sam. Hey Sam! Wait up!" I walked faster, recognizing Freddie's voice. "SAM. WAIT." I stopped and turned around.
"What do you want, idiot?" I asked, while trying to act normal.
"You dropped this." He said, holding out my diary. I ripped it out of his hands.
"DID YOU READ IT?" I asked, suddenly scared.
"No!" He said quickly.
"REALLY?" I yelled, still not sure. If Freddie had read my diary I would be screwed.
"Yes really! Sam, I may hate you sometimes, but I would never read your diary." He said sincerely.
"Fine. Go away, Fredward." I said. I could feel the tears coming.
"Fine. Bye Sam." I watched him walk away. I went around the corner and then the tears came.
Crying was normal for me these days. I have plenty of reasons to cry. My mom hates me and I'm falling in love with one of my best friends.
I cried as I walked to my normal hideout. The park. When I got there, my phone buzzed. Freddie texted me about the iCarly meeting we were having at the Groovy Smoothie at six. I looked at the time. It was four. I had plenty of time for a nap. So I curled up on the bench and fell asleep within seconds.
I woke up to my phone buzzing in my pocket. I sleepily got it out and looked at the five missed calls I had from Carly and Freddie. Oh crap. It was six forty-five. I was way late. I jumped up, grabbed my backpack and ran to the Groovy Smoothie.
"Sam, why can't you ever be on time?" Carly asked me as I sat down breathless next to her.
"I'm sorry, I overslept." I said honestly.
"Well can you try to be on time someday?" She asked.
"Maybe." I said. She laughed.
We talked about iCarly for about twenty minutes. Or more like Carly and Freddie talked about iCarly. I was daydreaming about Freddie.
"Sam. SAM!" Carly yelled at me. "Why can't you pay attention?"
"Sorry, I was um.. Daydreaming." I said slowly.
"What were you dreaming about? Bacon?" Freddie asked. I nodded, since I obviously couldn't tell him the truth.
"Well I better get going, Spencer will be wondering about me." Carly said as she stood up. Freddie and I followed her out the door. We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.
"Saam! SAM!" I heard the way too familiar voice behind me. Freddie. Why was he following me? I stopped and turned around.
"What do you want, noob?" I asked angrily. Once he caught up with me, I walked away.
"Sam, can you just stop for a second? Please?" Freddie said as he was walking breathlessly behind me.
"Fine. What do you want?" I asked while glaring at him.
"I just want to know what's wrong." He said. I sighed.
"Nothing's wrong, Frednoob. Why would you even care anyways?" I said. I turned away from him. I could feel the tears again. He sighed.
"Because I care about you, Sam." He said.