A/N Hey, I don't own icarly and Sam's middle name is not really pamela.
Dear Diary (Diary? Am I supposed call you Diary? Ugh, Whatever.)
Carly bought this for me after the epic fail date at Pinni's. She told me it's called a Diary, and that girls write their "feelings" in this. Freddie thought it was a good idea...so I'm doing this for him. This is all new to me. Being Freddie's...girlfriend. Ugh, I hate that word. It makes me sound like a daffodil. Everything makes me sound like a daffodil recently. I'm not good with this kind of stuff. I started calling Freddie "Baby" and he seems to like it, but I'm not sure. So far, I fail at being a girlfriend. I just don't know what to say! I've almost never, ever been at a loss for words but somehow that nerd makes me all... jittery. But Hey! Freddie's not the picture of perfect either. He's always picking on me now. Carly says it just feels like he's picking on me because I'm trying so hard to please him. I don't want to admit that's true...I just keep wondering when Freddie is going to come to his senses and realize it's me he's dating. Me. Samantha Pamela Puckett a non-girly, meat-loving, not-so-perfect girl. Yes, I wear boxers instead of...other choices of underwear, and I sometimes talk with my mouth full, and sometimes I just feel like punching someone, but...I'm me. I hope that's the kind of girl Freddie wants.
-Sam
Dear Diary,
I feel like a dork. I can't believe that I, Fredward Benson am writing in a diary. A diary! This is what girls are supposed to do, NOT ME! But...Sam is going to use hers too, we promised each other. That makes me feel better. Carly bought these for the both of us after our date at Pinni's. I hope this helps us with our arguments. I can't help fighting with Sam. I just have this strange suspicion that one day, Sam is going to wake up and say "What was I thinking? Dating Freddie? Ew!" I feel awful that I feel this way, but I need to be careful. I hate to admit it, but I really like Sam...like, almost LOVE Sam. I love how she's a little grossed out by her feelings, I love that she could protect me if we ever got mugged, I love how she always keeps ham in her purse for emergencies. I love her long curly hair and how hard she tries to remember her manners. I absolutley love how she calls me baby. She says it timidly...almost as if wondering if I am her baby. I just hope she likes me as much as I like her. I'm starting to realize, that I've liked her for a really long time. I didn't really admit it to myself back then, but now I know it's true. I've liked her ever since our first kiss out on the balcony in 8th grade. There's no girl I've liked more than Sam.
-Freddie
Sooooo...Tell me whatcha think! CONTINUE? OR NOT?