iWrite It Down - Chapter 1: Prologue
Author's Note:
Seddieness fills the air. Ocean breeze runs through their hair as they watch the sunset's glare. It wasn't their ideal of fun as they thought of Cibby kissing under the sun but without that, this whole story wouldn't start :P Okay, I just made that up to try to give you an idea of what the story's about. Lame eh? But the story's better! :)
~ So this I what I do; write fanfics but not actual episodes just because I'm not Dan Schneider ~
Sam's POV
I woke up to sound of Carly calling my name. I mean, seriously, can I not wake up from this wonderful dream? But I had no choice to open my eyes, lazily and gazed at the Gummy Bear chandelier. If I were Carly, that chandelier would have been long gone. Mmmm, food.
"Ewww Sam," the voice of my best friend filled my ears. I slowly turned my head and looked at her blankly.
"What?" I slurred.
"Drool, check your cheek," she said, while packing her stuff into her red duffle bag, "Hurry up, drooley."
"That's what you get when you dream about ham and bacon and... fried chicken," I said, stretching out 'fried chicken'. Stretched my body and packed my bag with fatcakes.
"You're not just gonna bring fatcakes, right?" Carly asked. I smacked my lips and raised my shoulders. She turned to me, with one hand on her hip and lectured, "What about your swimwear? Don't tell me that you're gonna borrow mine." I grinned. She scoffed, "Fine, but you have to use the blue one 'cause I'm having the red." I sighed and lazily walked to her dresser to find a blue bikini. Momma's gonna look hot in this! It's a bright Azure coloured bikini with a matching sarong. I tossed it into my bag that I used for school. I can't be bothered bringing another bag. I guess that's it. I sat on her bed and observed how she put on her makeup and perfected her hair. She wore a green tank top saying 'Beach Baby', considering that we are going to the beach, and a pair of khaki shorts. Getting bored, I grabbed my red bag and ran down the stairs.
At the bottom, Spencer was running in and out of his room, every time carrying something new. He saw me and shouted while running, "Morning Sam, I just have to..." as his voice faded away once he got into his room.
I walked to the kitchen, plopping my bag on the couch and got myself a nice cold turkey ham sandwich. I sat on the couch, eating my sandwich happily when the King of Nerdmandy walked in.
"Ergh, my mum always makes me put on.. Oh it's you," he complained. He wore a red singlet with black shorts and a pair of sneakers. I raised an eyebrow and continued eating. He sat next to me and commented, "Isn't that your favourite top?" I looked down at my blue tank top with purple hearts on it then rolled my eyes at him. Though, deep down, very very deep down, I was amazed that he remembered. I don't think that Carly even remembered. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and let it fall wherever it wanted to. Unfortunately, on Fredward's arm.
We looked at his arm and then gazed into each other's eyes with hatred. Neither of us blinked. I sneered and face him. He did the same. I had nothing to do anyway, soon, we were having a starring contest. I gotta admit, I loved our random starring contests. My hand was still on his arm. For some reason, I didn't want to move my hand.
"Stupid umbrella! It won't close! CLOSE!" screamed Spencer. Sadly, our contest of starring was interrupted. I looked at Spencer, annoyed and chuckled at his very appropriate clothes. No top, just his cartoon frog invested pajama shorts. He ignored my chuckling and tossed the umbrella into a bucket thing. I wasn't paying attention at the bucket thing. Or was it a bag? Oh well.
I was really getting bored. I looked at Freddie who wasn't bothered by my hand on his arm. I slapped his thigh lightly and got up. He looked up and smiled.
"Let's go first," I suggested. He nodded and grabbed his bag.
Freddie's POV
After Sam suggested that we'd go first, I grabbed my bag and informed, "Hey Spencer! We'll be at the parking lot!"
"Y'okay!" he shouted, followed by a loud crash and a groan. Sam and I exchanged glances and smiled. We talked for a bit in the elevator.
"Did you stuff fatcakes in your bag?" I asked, randomly.
"Yeah, why?" she said blankly. I know her so well. I looked at her from head to toe. Woah, did I just checked her out? She did look pretty hot today. I shrugged off the thought.
"So what did your mum always makes you do?" she started. It's was unlike her to start a conversation, especially with me. I smiled to her remembering of what I said about 10 minutes ago. I decided to answer her, "Apply sunscreen to my body." She scoffed. The elevator door opened to reveal a boat with the name 'S.S Placeholder'. Spencer never changed it. He claimed that it was her 'identity'. Really Spencer? The boat's a her.
"There she is. Sweet S.S Placeholder," Sam mocked at her name. I chuckled and went aboard it, oops, her. Spencer demanded that we should never call something that you love and 'it'. In this case, the boat. I ran my hand on the steering thingy. Hey, I may be smart but I'm not that smart. Sam plopped on the seat next to me and groaned, "What's taking them so long?" I shrugged.
"Aho!" announced a familiar voice filled the air. I looked to find our shirtless friend wearing a yellow pair of bermudas with flippers instead of shoes on his feet.
"It's 'Ahoy', Gibbathong," Sam lazily corrected.
"Darn it, I always forget that!" he smacked his forehead. I shook my head and looked at the slouching blondie. The elevator door opened and out came the little Shay and big Shay. Carly's face was heavily smudged with make-up. Not that it's actually smudged but it was obvious that she put on a ton of them on her face. Rather than being impressed by her little catwalk appearance, I was thinking that it was not that appealing. No offence to those who thought that Carly looked amazing.
Pfft, I smirked, Cake-face. Okay, since when am I mean to Carly? I've never said those words that would describe her before. Someone here had influenced me and I know who. Her.
Sam's POV
I could't bare to sit here, in this parking lot, for another minute. All I see is Fredbread, Gibson - the guy who recently broke up with Tasha for being too clingy - and a half-naked brother of my dolled-up best friend.
Seriously Carls, what's the point of dolling it up when you're gonna get into the water? And you'll probably look worse than how you're looking right now, I thought in disgust. She was my best friend but I gotta say, she can be too girly for me. How can she swallow her food first before talking? If you wanna say it, say it! Food and all. I couldn't believe how I even got to like her. I guess it's because she could tolerate me.
The worst was happening. Carly shot a flirtatous smile. I wouldn't be surprised if it was to Frednub but he was too busy being a nub. So I turned my head hoping it would be Griffin or other hotlips but nooooo, it had to be Gibby. Carly! Are you losing your sanity? You know what? Thinking's making me tired. And sitting here on my butt all day isn't helping.
"Yo Spencer, you gonna move this or what?" I said, impatiently.
"Yeah, wait. I just gotta... There we go!" Spencer replied as he turned on his frog pajama shorts. He probably got it from Socko's brother. I've never actually seen this Socko man. I wonder how he looked like.
Ahh, finally the engine roared. It's about time. Freddie sat next to me. I wasn't even annoyed. We weren't even near the ocean but I could hear the waves and feel the sand between my toes. 2 hours drive. Beach.
I just remembered. Did I pack my Diary of Personalism? 'Cause I write everything down every day. It soothes me down having to pour my feelings onto paper. I rummaged through my bag to feel it on my fingertips. I lay back and glanced at the smiling Freddison. His smile somehow was so dreamy. Then...everything went black.
First chapter finally done! So, the idea of Carly dolling it up for Gibby was just for fun. Anyway, should I have Carly/Gibby/Spencer's POV or just Freddie and Sam's for the next chapter. The next chapter's up to your decision of who's POV should it be :) R&R!
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