Author's Note: I want to first of all shout out to iheartfreddork who left me a review in my first story about an idea for Freddie to be a teacher. Second, this story takes place with the characters being twenty-five years old. Last, this is pretty much strictly a Sam/Freddie story the whole way through.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the rights to iCarly, nothing at all.

Chapter 1

Freddie Benson stretched at his desk as soon as he saw his final student leave the classroom. He did so for a few moments before he got up from his chair. He gathered up the pre-algebra papers his students had turned in to him at the end of class and put them in his briefcase so he could grade them this evening.

He walked over to the windows of the classroom and paused for a moment to gaze out them. His view showed him the teacher's parking lot on the east side of the building and beyond this he could see a long line of tall trees that bordered much of the school building. He felt a soft warm breeze blowing in on this rather beautiful Friday near the end of May. He couldn't wait for the school year to end so that he could enjoy the outdoors more and he only had another week remaining. After a minute of total calmness, he started walking along side the windows in the classroom to make sure they were closed shut for the weekend.

After all the windows were shut tight, he walked back to his desk and shut his briefcase. He picked it up and made one more quick scan of the classroom to make sure everything was in place; then he walked out of the room and headed down the hallway to the teacher's lounge.

He passed a few students on his way to the lounge as he walked down the hallway of Redwood Middle School, and greeted the students he knew. He was greeted back in return. He was well-liked by most of the students, and he was especially well-liked by many of the eighth grade females. Freddie was usually very kind and very patient with his students and he rarely had to give out any punishment to those that were in his classes. The girls crushed over him because Freddie still looked rather young to them, and he was usually very sweet.

Freddie had just turned 25 earlier in the year, and he still displayed much of his youthful character and looks. He was in the process of completing his third year here at Redwood Middle School in Eureka, California. He had received the position right out of college. He graduated from the University of Southern California just three years previous, and he majored in education. He finished 3rd in his class in overall GPA, and was a great student in all his classes. He was highly honored by nearly all his professors, and he was always on the Dean's List.

He had been offered a job in Flagstaff, Arizona as well as the one here in Eureka. He chose this one, so he could try to work his way back north, and possibly get a job close to home. He missed his family and friends. Well, mostly he missed his friends.

His mother had passed away from a heart attack nearly five years ago. It happened during the summer, right after Freddie had finished his second year at USC. He was crushed by this event. His mother wasn't even fifty yet when she passed on. The doctors couldn't even explain why this had happened to her at such a young age. Freddie nearly contemplated transferring back up north, and finishing his education at the University of Washington, but his friends Carly and Spencer Shay advised him that there was no reason for him to stay in Seattle, and that he should continue to follow his dream at USC.

So, he stayed in California, but he felt lonely at times. He really didn't have much of a connection with his friends up North over the years. He did receive an invitation to attend Carly's wedding to a man she had met while going to school in New York. The wedding was about two years ago during Spring Break at Redwood. Freddie had already made plans to meet with some of his college buddies in San Diego, so he emailed Carly telling her that he wasn't able to attend. He sent a gift to her, and gave his best wishes to her and her future husband Chris Jansen.

What made Freddie really sad was not hearing from his ex-girlfriend Sam Puckett. He and Sam had always been friends for as long as he could remember. They had a relationship that was known to have some ups and downs in their lifetime. He had been one of her favorite targets to prank on from about junior high until about their sophomore year in high school. He believed that most of that was due to the fact that he crushed on her best friend Carly during that time period.

Carly dated a guy during their sophomore year in school that was a bit of a rebel. This guy had seen Freddie crushing on his girl, and "politely" told Freddie to back off or else. Carly had even told him to please move on, so he finally did so.

When Sam saw that Freddie had finally gotten over Carly, she became a little better of a friend to Freddie. Eventually, the two began to spend more time with one another and realized that they actually had feelings for one another. The two of them began dating at the end of their junior year.

Their relationship continued throughout their senior year, and it was probably the happiest year in Freddie's life. The two were almost always seen together, and they also began to mature within each other. Freddie began to have more confidence, and he began to have a more out-goingness to his personality. Sam began to pay attention in school more, and with the help of Freddie, she got her grades up well enough to graduate high school in the top 25% of her class. The year was like a dream for them. But unfortunately, the dream ended badly during prom.

Prom had originally been a day that they were both looking forward to since the beginning of that school year. But what happened at the end of the night has bothered Freddie to this day. He did something that turned their relationship around for the worse, and he still can't figure out what he did that made Sam turn against him.

The night started well enough. He picked her up in a limo, and they went to her favorite restaurant Shili's to eat dinner. Freddie was decked out in a tuxedo complete with tails, and Sam wore a beautiful white dress with a one strap design that came across her left shoulder. Freddie did the works with the flowers and he had a corsage for her to wear. After dinner, they rode to the high school and attended the big dance.

The auditorium was completed decked out with decorations. The school had paid for a live tribute band to perform the "hits of the day". The place was very loud. There was lots of dancing happening on the gym floor. The school supplied refreshments in a back corner of the gym. Everything from cakes, cookies, chips, and pretzels to eat, and there was even an ice cream maker. There were all kinds of dips to go with the food and ice cream. There were also cases of soda and bottled water, and a huge punch bowl filled with a frothy punch mix. There were some members of the class that volunteered to serve the refreshments to their classmates.

Sam and Freddie had danced a good portion of the time they had been there. They danced with Carly and her guy, and also spent time talking with some of their friends about their futures. They chatted with Taureen, Jeremy, Gibby, Jonah, and Reuben.

As the evening wore on, people were acting very goofy. Even Freddie thought that he wasn't being himself. As the evening came to a close, he and Sam took a breather from dancing and stood at the back of the gym. Sam began inquiring something of Freddie. It was hot and loud in the auditorium, so he had Sam repeat her request. Freddie walked over to the refreshment table and filled a cup full of punch to take back to Sam. When she saw him return with the drink for her, she had given him a weird look. She then began to head towards the door. Confused, Freddie had followed her out. When they got back to the limo, Sam insisted on going home. Freddie didn't like the way she was acting, but he thought she was just tired, so he granted her request and took her home. She wouldn't kiss him when she got out of the limo, and she ran into the house. He couldn't understand what happened at the end of the night.

Their relationship wasn't the same after that day either. Sam became very distant from him the remaining days of the school year. After graduation, she got a full-time job that kept her pretty busy during the summer. Freddie had debated leaving for Southern California early in the summer, but since his own girlfriend wasn't talking to him these days, he left for USC in the middle of June. Their final meeting was a little awkward as well. Sam had wished him well, and gave him a hug, but she could hardly look him in the eye. He has never seen her again to this day.

Freddie finally reached the teacher's lounge and walked in. He was greeted by some of his fellow workers. "Hey Freddie," George Bell, the eighth grade science teacher called to him, "What's happening?"

"Just another day closer to the summer," Freddie smiled back. He walked over to the refreshment counter and grabbed a cup.

"I can't wait either," George answered as he took a seat at a table, "I can't wait to get back down to LA and hang with some of my frat boys on the beach."

"You don't do anything like that anymore do you Freddie?" Asked Kathy Rutledge, the fifth grade teacher.

"I'll probably go down to visit some of my USC buddies for a week or so," Freddie replied as he poured himself a cup of coffee, "but I believe that I'll probably be sticking around here." He took his coffee to the table where George, Kathy, and Jeff Attig, the seventh grade English teacher were sitting.

Kathy looked across the table to Jeff, "So Jeff," she said, "what are you planning for the summer?"

Jeff sat back in his chair and smiled, "Well, the first thing I plan to do is marry my fiancé. And then, after the honeymoon, I plan to make a trip up north to Salem, Oregon to see if there are any teaching jobs available."

"You're going to see if you can find a job up there?" Freddie asked interested. He was longing for a teaching job that would get him closer to Seattle.

"I'm hoping there's something available," Jeff replied, "my future wife is looking to transfer up there to take on a new position within her job, and they expect to double her salary if she takes the position."

"Wow, that would be exciting," Kathy mused brightly, "we'd kind of hate to see you leave though."

"Yeah, I know," Jeff responded a little gloomy about having to leave.

"How long have you been up here, Jeff?" George asked as he took a sip of his coffee.

"I've been here for eight years," he replied, "I'm kind of hoping in a way that we can stay in this area. But, I will go where the money is though."

"Amen to that," George said with a smirk.

Just then, the door to the teacher's lounge opened, and in stepped the superintendent of the middle school, Gene Miller. "Mr. Benson?" He said to Freddie, "I have a long distance phone call for you in my office."

"Oh, yes sir," Freddie said somewhat palely as he stood up from the table he was sitting at and proceeded to follow the superintendent out of the lounge.

"Be brave, Fredman!" George smirked at him, while the others smiled.

He looked back at them and grinned before he entered the hallway. The superintendent's office was only a couple of doors down, so it only took 20 seconds to reach the room.

As they entered Mr. Miller's office, he went over to his seat and sat down. He motioned for Freddie to pick up the phone and take it to a corner in his office so he could get a little bit of privacy. The superintendent then began working on some paperwork.

Freddie picked up the phone, and carried it to the front right corner of the office. He set it down on a filing cabinet, and picked up the receiver. "Hello, this is Freddie Benson," he said into the phone.

"My, my," came the voice from the other line, "this is certainly a voice from the past."

"Excuse me sir?" Freddie asked puzzled.

"Mr. Benson, do you know who you're speaking with?" Said the voice.

Freddie looked a little bewildered, "No sir, I'm afraid I don't," he said honestly.

"This is Superintendent Ted Franklin from Ridgeway School," Mr. Franklin smiled as he was speaking to one of his finest pupils from yesteryear.

"Oh my gosh," Freddie smiled brightly, but he then lowered his voice so that he wouldn't disturb Mr. Miller who was working at his desk, "how are you sir?"

"I am fine, my man," Mr. Franklin answered, "tell me though, how is your teaching career going?"

"I'm doing great sir," Freddie beamed, "I'm just about ready to finish my third year teaching here at Redwood."

"That's great son," Mr. Franklin replied, "I was hoping to hear that."

"How did you know I was here sir?" Freddie inquired, as he began to lean back against the wall to support himself.

"I ran into Spencer Shay a couple of weeks ago while I was grocery shopping," he answered, "I had asked him how his sister was doing, and he told me everything he knew about you and Carly. I had to admit, I was intrigued when I found out you were teaching."

"I'll take that as a compliment. Thank you sir," Freddie replied. He looked up at Mr. Miller who had begun to stare at him. Freddie had forgotten that this was a long distance phone call, and he felt that he better speed the conversation along. "So, was there something I could help you with?"

"Oh yes, sorry," he replied, "I forgot that I was tying up your superintendent's line. I'm going to give you my number, and I want you to call me later this evening. I'll tell you everything then."

"Oh, okay sir," Freddie replied. He reached into his pocket, and grabbed a tiny notebook. He wrote down the phone number Mr. Franklin gave him. Freddie quickly bid Ted farewell and hung up the receiver. He walked the phone back to Mr. Miller's desk. "I apologize for the length of the call sir," Freddie said graciously.

Gene Miller merely nodded and returned to his paperwork. Freddie walked out of the office and returned to the teacher's lounge. He put his notebook back in his pocket.

Jeff and Kathy had already left for the day when he returned to the lounge, but his buddy George was still there. He, too though, was about ready to leave.

"Hey, did you get a life changing phone call?" George asked Freddie smiling.

Freddie grabbed his briefcase from where he left it and began to walk back to the door. "I'm not sure about that yet," he smiled, "but I'll let you know more about that on Monday."

George raised his eyebrows, "Are you serious, my man?"

"Oh yeah," Freddie replied as the two of them began to walk down the hallway to the back entrance to the school, "I'm not going to hold my breath, but I have a feeling I might be going home."

Author's Note: With these guys being 25, I have to get you guys up to date on what's been happening. You'll get Sam's path to 25 in the next chapter, and her take on what happened during prom. I'm not sure what to expect from viewers on this story.

A/N/N: I need to let everyone know that I only have three chapters of this story written so far. So I won't be updating daily on this story like I did with my other one (that story was completed when I began to upload it). I'll do the best I can though to get a chapter out every few days or so.