A/N:
I thought I'd give writing an Icarly story a try seeing as I've only done Victorious so far, so I hope you like it.
It's my first go at Seddie, so go easy on me :)
Disclaimer- I don't own Icarly
Chapter One: Study partner
Sam Puckett was sitting across from her principle with her feet on his desk and occupying a bored expression on her face.
"Look, Sam You really need to get your grades up… otherwise you'll have to go to summer school and if that doesn't work repeat this year" Principle Franklin told her, hearing this Sam sat up straight and removed her feet from the desk
"I can't!" Sam complained
"I thought you'd say that, so that's why I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt… I know you can do it, I'm assigning you a study partner" Principle Franklin said
"Fine! Who's the unfortunate person who has to tutor me?" Sam asked, Principle Franklin smiled at the blonde trouble maker.
"Freddie Benson!" He told her, Sam's mouth flew open at the mention of her Ex-Boyfriends name. Could he be serious?
"What? No, can't it be someone else? What about Carly? Maybe that geeky girl in my science class? how about Gibby? Anyone but Freddie!" Sam suggested
"No, Carly would do all the work and you'd lounge around doing nothing… Carly's a smart girl but when it comes to you she lets you get away with a lot, you'd find a way to distract her as for Gibby, he's not in any academic classes, he has his own classes to deal with… Freddie is in nearly all academic classes and his grade point average is all A's" Principe Franklin explained
"So is Carly's" Sam pointed out
"That may be so, but I don't believe you'd get a lot of work done… besides I've already made up my mine, Freddie's your study partner… now get to class we don't want you falling behind even more now, do we?" Principle Franklin told her pointing to the door to his office. Sam had no choice in the matter.
Later on that day, Sam found herself standing outside Freddie's door with Carly right next to her.
"Sam, just knock on his door… he's in" Carly told her, while opening the door to her own apartment which was opposite.
"I'm scared" Sam admitted.
"Of what?" Carly asked, confused. Sam was her best friend and it was a very rare occurrence when she was scared. She was a tough tom-boy with a 'Don't care attitude'.
"I… Uh… still…" Sam started, not really wanting to finish her sentence.
"Do… you still like-like him?" Carly whispered, Sam nodded.
"Well… uh… that's something I didn't know" Carly said.
"Sorry, I didn't tell you… it's just… I didn't really want to tell myself" Sam admitted.
"I get it… but you do realise, you still have to go in there?" Carly pointed out, while Sam groaned
"I'm not going to" Sam said, Carly ran for the doorbell and hit it; she then spun to turn into her own place slamming the door behind her. Leaving Sam in the hall way alone.
"Hello, Sam… come in" Freddie said, as he opened his door.
"Where's your mum?" Sam asked, noticing they were alone.
"With her therapist" Freddie replied, causing Sam to laugh in hysterics.
"Hey! Don't laugh, that poor man has to deal with my mother for an hour… we should feel sorry for him" Freddie joked.
"You're right" Sam said, in-between giggles.
"Anyway… we should get some work done" Freddie said, giving Sam a chemistry book.
"Do we have to?" Sam asked.
"Yes!" Freddie told her, as he turned the page for her.
"I can do that myself you know!" Sam said.
"Oh I know you can do it… it's that you won't do it" Freddie pointed out, Sam poked her tongue out at him.
"Can we take a break yet?" Sam asked, slamming her textbook shut.
"We've only been working for half an hour" Freddie pointed out.
"Yeah, but that's a record for me… pretty please?" Sam begged, using her best pouty face.
"Okay" Freddie agreed.
"Yay, so can I get a snack?" Sam asked, it was weird asking instead of just doing it but she felt she had to, of course ordinarily she wouldn't care but for some reason she did.
"Yeah, help yourself" Freddie said, but Sam was already rooting through his cupboards and making herself a sandwich.
"You want one?" Sam offered.
"No, thanks" Freddie said, he watched Sam work on her sandwich with so much concentration and he wondered how come she couldn't use that concentration on her school work as well?
"Sam" Freddie said when she plopped back on his couch beside him.
"Yeah?" Sam replied, looking up at him.
"So how come you don't try in school? I mean I know for a fact you're not stupid, so I really don't understand" Freddie said, moving back as if he thought that Sam would hurt him just for saying that but she didn't. She just sighed and shrugged her shoulders as if she'd given up or something.
"I don't know".
"Oh come of it, you do know… tell me!" Freddie demanded.
"Well it's because of Melanie" Sam admitted.
Melanie was Sam's twin sister, and up until a few months ago Freddie was convinced that Melanie didn't exist. He thought that Sam and Carly had been trying to prank him but a few months ago while he was still dating Sam he found an old picture of the two girls at the age of about 10, and that was enough proof for him to know she was real. He hadn't told Sam he had seen the picture, as it had been hidden in her room under her pillow when he had wondered in there one night to see what her bedroom looked like.
He had put the picture back and came downstairs not mentioning it again.
"What about Melanie?" Freddie asked, Sam sighed.
"Look, can we drop it? I don't want to talk about it" Said Sam.
"Okay, we'll drop it… shall we get back to work" Freddie suggested
"Yeah" Sam agreed opening her textbook once more.
A/N: I know it's rather short, but the chapters will get longer :)