The three friends sat inside of the iCarly studio. All sat casually in their beanbag, respecting each other's space as they spoke about school and other topics to pass the time. Seeing that it was raining outside and was quite cold, they had no intentions of leaving the Shay's apartment.
"Yeah, I think I can do that, I just need a USB connection adapter." The brunette boy replied to his friends, currently on the subject for a new segment on their quite popular webshow iCarly.
"Don't you have like fifty of those cords?!" Sam exaggerated, taking another large chug of her cream soda.
"Yeah, but my mom took them away from me." Freddie replied, lifting his shoulder as if this was a normal thing for his mother to do.
"Why?" Carly chimed in, wondering curiously why Freddie's mother would take away harmless cords for the boy's laptop.
"Something about me shocking myself." The boy grunted.
The two other girls giggled a bit, not wanting to burst out laughing, making their friend feel bad about something that he could not control.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, it's ridiculous." He added, watching as the two girls chuckled at his overprotective mother.
"Well," Carly spoke, taking a deep breath to stop herself from laughing any longer, "Sam and I could run by Mal Mart to grab you a new one." She offered kindly.
"What?! I will do no such thing for the dork!" Sam shrieked, sitting up from her position on the chair.
"That'd be cool." Freddie said, ignoring the girl who didn't seem to pleased by the idea.
"Let's go Sam." Carly stated, sitting up from the bean bag.
"You're so lucky your my best friend." Sam grunted as her eyes narrowed at the boy as she pulled herself from her beanbag, standing up in a unorderly fashion as she lay one hand on her hip.
"Yes, I am very lucky." Carly stated in a sarcastic matter as she rolled her eyes. She then turned around and made her way to the door of the iCarly studio.
"Hey! What's that suppose to mean?!" Sam asked as she ran towards her friend, making her way to the downstairs of the Shay's apartment.
"And now, I am free of this torture." Freddie stated smugly as he opened his laptop. Like always, he typed in the familar -as he scanned the numerous iCarly comments.
The rain poured down the streets of Seattle as it does normally. The girls walked down the streets, watching as pedestrians held umbrellas of different shapes and sizes above their head.
"I wish we grabbed an umbrella." Sam stated as she wrapped her arms around her body, motioning that she was cold.
"Heh, sorry 'bout that." Carly answered.
"Are you sure we can't just head back to your apartment?" The blonde asked as she waved her hands in the air, "I mean, it's raining and cold!"
"Yeah, like that's the reason you don't want to come here." Carly answered, noticing that her friends tone.
"So, I'm lazy!" She answered before her friend could, "I know that!"
"You are." She agreed.
"Thanks, you make me feel real good about myself!" Sam stated again, narrowing her eyes in a playful matter at her friend.
"You know I'm kidding!" Carly stated, "I could never say such things about my best friend!" She spoke, swinging her arm around her friend's shoulder.
"Ya, I know." Sam accepted Carly's arm around her as she swung hers around her friend, "So when we gonna be there?"
"Your so impatient! You know that?" Carly asked her friend.
Sam gave no response as she stared on at the sidewalk.
"Yeah, okay we're here." Carly said as she smiled at her friend. The two walked across the street.
Sam sighed as she swung open the door to the convienent store, walking in as she made her way over to the desk.
"What can I do for you ma'am?" The clerk asked politeky.
"Uh, yeah." Sam went on, "We need you to get these cord thingys for our dork friend, and you look like you know what they mean."
Carly chuckled as she watched the man walk away from the counter, obviously not realizing that the blonde had just insulted her.
"Right this way ma'am." The clerk stated as he walked from behind the counter. Sam rolled her eyes as she dragged her feet and trailed closely behind. Carly followed as they soon turned down aisle 12, "Here you are. A USB connection cord."
"Thanks." Sam swiftly grabbed the cord from the man's hand as she let her arm fall to he side.
"Let me know if you need anymore help." The clerk stated.
Sam opened her mouth to say another smart remark, but was interrupted by her best friend, "We will, thank you." She replied kindly. The clerk smiled to her before turning around and making his way back tot he register.
"What a dork," Sam stated, loudly enough for the man to hear her, "Just like Freddie." She added, always enjoying insulting the tech producer whenever she had the chance.
"Why do you always feel the need to insult him?" Carly asked in a friendly way, now taking the cord from Sam's hand.
Sam thought for a moment before answering, "Because..." She began, "Because it's fun." She stated, smiling at her friend. Carly laughed at her friend's comment. Sam looked at her friend, happy that she got her too laugh. After a few moments Carly finally caught her breath to look up at her friend.
"You okay there kiddo?" Sam asked, cocking an eyebrow as she noticed her friend's face was now a bright red color.
"Yeah." She stated, standing upright as she looked over at Sam. Silence filled the two of them as Sam examined the USB cord she was holding in her hand.
"So what is this cord thing for?" She asked, staring at the cord.
"I think it's to put pictures and videos from your camera or videocamera to you laptop." Carly stated, "It's so basic, I can't believe you don't know about it."
"Eh, I don't have a camera, let alone a videocamera. Why would I need one of these if I didn't have those?" She kwestioned.
"True." Carly agreed, "I still don't understand why your mom won't let you buy one of those."
"It's not like she'll pay for one, and as you might've noticed, I'm running a bit low on cash nowadays." Sam stated casually.
"But I thought you convinced your mom to give you a monthly allowance after your job." Carly said. She knew Sam didn't have too much money, but it was true that her mother said that she would pay her twenty dollars a month. Twenty dollars wasn't much when Sam had to practically live of it, but Sam usually wasted her money on things that were useless anyways.
"She did." Sam said, "But it's not like I'm gonna save up ten months of allowance."
"Yeah, your not very patient." Carly agreed.
"Not at all." Sam agreed.
"So do you still have the money from this month?" Carly asked, a bit of curiosity filling her.
"Noooo...." She stated, not really wanting to go any farther with the current conversation.
"What?" Carly asked, a bit suprised. It was only The third of January, "What did you waste it on?"
"Jerky." Sam stated simply, shrugging.
"Twenty dollars on jerky?!" Carly exclaimed.
"Well yeah, I mean, a girl does get hungry..." Sam went on.
"Twenty whole dollars though?" Carly asked, a bit more calm, "But you atleast ate it within a few days...right?"
"Heh...well...yesterday, I went to the store and got kinda hungry...." Sam sighed, "I ate it all last night." She finally spit out.
"So I guess you'll be hanging out with us for the rest of the month." Carly stated, seeming rather calm on the situation.
"Yeah, if that's okay." Sam asked. Sure she wasn't the most polite girl in the world, but she still did get somewhat guilty when she came to her friend's house unannounced or even when she did steal food from their fridge.
"Course! I mean, you are my best friend and all." She stated.
Sam smiled happily. She opened her mouth to state a few more words, but was interrupted by a loud bang coming from the direction of the front door.
"What was that?" Carly stated softly.
"I donno," Her voice softer than Carly's, "I'm gonno go check it out..." She stated as she quietly made her way over to the end of the aisle. Once there, she peeked out slowly, only to catch a glimpse of the sight before quickly pulling her head back into the aisle.
"What is it?" Carly asked in a whisper.
"EVERYONE GET DOWN!" A voice suddenly yelled as a gun shot filled the air.
Carly froze in her position, panicking. She slowly raised her hands to her face, covering her eyes as she whispered to herself, "Oh no, oh no, oh no."
Sam noticed this and slowly made her way over to Carly, "Carls?" She asked softly.
"D-Do you think he'll shoot someone?" Carly asked softly, thinking of the worst cenarios possible for the situation.
"I don't know." Sam replied honestly, not wanting to lie to her dear friend, but also not wanting to upset her more than she already was, "So we need to listen to him, okay?" Sam told her.
"I'm scared Sam." She told her friend.
"I know, but I won't let him hurt you, I promise." Sam told her best friend, meaning every word of what she told her friend, "So please sit down for me."
Carly nodded her head as she let her arms fall to her side, looking at her friend as she began to kneel down to the ground. But before she fully sat down, a man appeared in the front of the aisle, staring at the two angrily, "I thought I told you two to get down!" He spoke angrily.
"We just were." Sam told the man, not wanting to upset him.
"Don't you dare get an attitude with me." He spat angrily at Sam.
"What?" Sam asked confused, "I wasn't-"
"Watch it, or I'll blow a hole in your head!" He yelled. Sam suddenly latched her mouth shut, spotting silver .357 Magnum handgun in the man's right hand, "You have five seconds to get down, or I'll blow a cap in your head! Do you want to get shot?!" He spoke angrily.
"N-No." Carly stuttered, still in shock as she stared at the man, horror filling her eyes.
Sam, who was now kneeling down on her knee, tugged on Carly's shoulder, motioning for her to get down, but Carly was in too much shock to processing what was happening around her.
"I'm done with you." He stated, looking straight at Carly. Carly watched in terror as the man raised the handgun from his side and positioned it in front of him. Sam looked from Carly to the man, then back to Carly once more, remembering what she had promised her dearest friend.
"Carly! Move!" Sam yelled, doing whatever she possibly could to keep her friend safe. The man watched as Sam jumped to her feet and began to push Carly away, though he did not care, he proceeded with his task. Not bothering to adjust his gun, he pulled the trigger.
Carly fell to the ground, snapping out of her trance to see the horror that was continuing before her. Sam, now finished pushing Carly out of range from the gun, stood were Carly had just seconds ago. Sam didn't look scared, maybe nervous, but not scared.
The man pulled the trigger as it sailed across the room, only getting merely half a second in the air before coming in contact with Sam. Sam, who stood before the man, stumbled backwards as the bullet made contact with her. She struggled to keep her balance, but fell after taking a step or two backwards.
"Sam!" Carly screamed starring at her friend in horror as she lay on the ground. She stumbled as she crawled across the floor to her friend, only to be stopped by the man holding the handgun.
"Don't move!" The man screamed to Carly, a look of shock in his eyes as his hand shook.
"Why?!" Carly screamed at him, "Why did you do that?!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, tears pouring from her eyes, "Let me see her! Please! I need to know she's okay!" She begged the man.
The man didn't reply, he simply continued holding the gun in his hand as he looked at what he had just done.
Carly ignored the man's words as she made her way over to Sam. The man lowered the gun from his side as he turned away from them, making his way to the register to do what he was suppose to in the first place.
"Sam?!" Carly sobbed, now reaching her friend. Sam lay on the ground, her eyes shut tightly, blood covering her shirt and jacket, "Sam?! Can you hear me?!" She asked once more, hoping that her friend would reply to her.
"Nnnrrhhh..." Sam mumbled, too weak to open her eyes.
"Sam?" Carly's tone was softer now, almost a whisper.
"C-Carly..." Sam mumbled, opening her eyes slightly to look up at her friend.
Carly let more tears roll down her face as she stared at her friend, "You saved my life." She whispered.
Sam tried her hardest to chuckle, then reminded her friend what she had told her, "I told you. I wouldn't let him hurt you..." She spoke softly, her tone serious and sincere.
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