Hey guys!

So, I'm back! I haven't been writing for a while, because I have been really busy. But with ilost my mind coming out in a matter of weeks (EEEEEE!) I knew it was time for another round of icarly fan fiction! This is my first story that I will be doing in chapters and, like always, it's very dramatic. Please, please, please remember to review and I although I love compliments, I want to constructive criticism too!

Disclaimer: I don't own icarly (Tear, tear!)

WARNING: The following contains Seddie and Cibby!

Hundreds of students tumbled through the doors at Ridgeway High school, shoving ferociously to get to their lockers. Not many students were in a good mood, seeing as the formal had been a night ago and the after party had raged all night. Most kids had bloodshot eyes and were slowly sipping out of drink bottles and nibbling on nut bars.

However, two students were in a very good mood. One of them being Carly Shay, as she danced through the door, dragging her hung-over best friend after her.
"Come on Sam, smile! It's a wonderful day!"

Sam snorted, taking a bite of the taco she ordered on the way to school. Carly gave her a disgusted look.

"If you keep eating that, you're going to chuck"

"I won't, I have a stomach like-"

Sam's face suddenly turned green as she keeled over the rubbish bin, dispersing every meal from the last twenty-four hours into the garbage. Carly sighed, holding back her hair. Sam groaned, rubbing her stomach as she stood up.

"I will never eat another Taco…ever"

The other student who was in a very good mood was Gibby Gibson. He strolled towards his locker, a broad smile on his face. Freddie raised an eyebrow at him as he opened his locker.

"What's got you so cheery?"

"Nothing…Just this beautiful day. You don't look so good though," Grinned Gibby.

"Yeah, I went to the after party with Sam…ugh my head" Groaned Freddie, rubbing his temple as they two of them shut their lockers.

"That's why I don't go to after parties man"

Freddie sighed, before stretching and throwing his bag on to his back. The two of them strolled down the hallway, Gibby whistling.

"Okay, dude, seriously. What's with the show tunes? What's got you so happy?"

Gibby laughed knowingly.

"I don't know"

Freddie looked him up and down, before raising an eyebrow.

"It's a girl, isn't it?"

Gibby stopped in his tracks, and bit his lip.

"How did you know?"

"Obviously it's a girl, because you haven't taken your shirt off in excitement because you don't want to weird her out…"

Freddie laughed, before groaning and rubbing his temple again.

"Alright Fredward. Calm down. It's a girl"

"Who?"

"Well…"

Gibby looked away awkwardly, seemingly examining his watch before sighing.

"Carly…It's Carly"

Freddie's chin just about hit the ground, his eyes popping out of his head.

"WHAT?"

"You know, Carly? Carly Shay?"

"I know who your talking about!" Cried Freddie, throwing his hands up.

"Your dating…Carly?"

Gibby smiled smugly.

"You're not jealous, are you Benson?"

"No…not at all. It's just…you…got…and she…said yes?" Freddie gasped, stumbling over his words.

"Don't act so bloody shocked" Gibby gave him a punch as they approached the girls.

"Sorry…" Mumbled Freddie, as Carly waved at them.

"Hey Freddie! Hi…Gibby" She smiled at him and giggled and he grinned back.

Sam, who was now crouched by the lockers, gave a sickly noise as she surveyed the two.

"God, get a room!" She yelled, her voice drowned out by the school bell. Grumbling, the student body made it's way to class.

Freddie stuck his hand out and Sam graciously took it, before brushing herself off and retrieving a fat cake from her bag.

"Are you serious Sam?"

"Look, I'm hungry. Besides, when you're sick your stomach reacts to meat. A fat cake will do no damage," She said, taking a bite of it.

Freddie laughed as his girlfriend made a lunge for the rubbish bin.

By the time Carly emerged from the bathroom, class was well underway and she was in a rush. Carly hated to be late for class.

Sam on the other hand, looked reasonably happy to dawdle as she stumbled around, clutching his drink bottle.

"You should go home"

Sam grunted.

The two of them jogged to biology where an incredibly angry looking teacher glared at the class. Carly gave a frustrated groan, glancing through the window.

"We've got Miss Jenkins! She'll rip our heads off for being late…we can't go in there now"

"Let's ditch then" Mumbled Sam, holding her stomach.

"No!"

"Well…Benson and Gibby have study in the library, why don't we head there and say Miss Jenkins sent us there to do research?"

"I'm not sure Sam" Whispered Carly, rubbing the strap of her bag.

"Be a rebel. Be the bad ass I know you are Carly" Grumbled Sam, as she pulled her towards the library.

Even with a hang over, Sam could lie smoothly and soon the two of them were sitting across from Gibby and Freddie, discussing next week's episode of iCarly.

"Spencer told me he has a new sculpture that we could feature. Something about peanut butter"

"Sounds fun" Nodded Freddie, scribbling down some notes.

"And weren't we going to do another segment of 'Hey, what am I sitting on?' This week?"

"Yeah, but we couldn't think of anything to sit on"

"How about a fat cake?" Sighed Sam, lifting her head from the table.

"Tell me your not still thinking of food!" Groaned Freddie. Sam slammed her head back onto the table, making an impressive bang. The three of them laughed as Freddie tucked his arm around her.

And then the gun went off.

I will try to upload the next chapter soon! Thank you so much for reading, I love all you guys!

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-ArtsyAmyStars