Hey this is my first iCarly fic so...read and review...btw I know the concept is very cliche but this is for me to hone my skills...this will be a multi chapter story
It is only eight minutes into the school day but Sam could tell this was going to be a horrible day. Her life seemed very drab as of lately and she has been feeling a little downtrodden. Maybe it's her dreadful hormones or maybe it was because she was in love with her best friend but life, as of lately, has not been kind to her. Sigh. Freddie Benson. Who would have ever thought that would have happened? When he moved to Bushwell Plaza in the 3rd grade with his crazy mother she saw him as a geek and an easy target.
Now Freddie's all grown up and not even remotely interested in her. How can he be? Throughout all the torment and put downs how could he be romantically interested in her? She had nothing to offer. She was mean, ate all the time and not hot. Well apparently not as hot as Carly. Do you know how many times people have called Carly hot or pretty? A lot. Most of the time I was standing right next to her. Did I get any recognition? Hell No. It just hurts to see him and Carly together. They look like a picturesque couple on a picture frame. Sam wanted to be that. How many rom-coms carly made her sit through and she still couldn't understand it was a no-no to fall in love with a friend? All he ever talked about was Carly. Carly. Carly. Don't get her wrong she loves both her friends but sometimes she just can't help but think how much easier ther lives would be without her.
She loves him. She also hates him. She loves him with passion, but she hates him with pain. Pain because of her anger. Anger because of her pain. She's angry because she wanted to be the one that Freddie lost his virginity to. Not that slutty Veronica chick. She wanted him to say to her that her loved her. Not that nauseously sweet Jessica. Usually Sam is the one to go up to a guy and say what she feels primarily because she doesn't feel for them or care what they think. This time its different. She could no longer look Freddie in the eye or joke with him. All she knows how to do to him is make his life even miserable even more than she already has these past few years. She often finds herself doing things that she never usually does like crying. Sam rarely cries, but love changes a person.
But now its a week later and Sam had an epiphany and she deciede is not going to pathetically sit there and whine about Freddie not loving her. She's gonna make him love her. This is undoubtedly her biggest 'Operations' yet, but she is completely ready for it. Besides, she has one advantage.
Freddie is an idiot.
Sure he may be smart with technology and science in general. Yet Freddie can't master the art of women. Sure, no man has, but Freddie wouldn't have a clue if a clue hit him in his beautiful brown hair through to his cerebellum or whatever brain part Freddie tried to explain to her. He also doesn't have a girlfriend. Though that would make her plan even better seeing as though she wanted to see her cry. Either way her plan was foolproof. Either outcome Sam will still win. Her plan is to simply fuck with Freddie (bonus for her if it is literal) for his attention. Don't worry you'll see what mama has in store for Freddie in due time.
So now here Sam was sitting in her first period pre-calculus class with Fredweiner without Carly. How she managed to get into an honors class her junior year of high school was beyond her. Luckily for her though she sat right behind Freddie. She could stare at his hair and daydream about him or she could poke him in his big, dorky head. She chose the latter.
Poke...Poke. Poke. Poke...Poke...
Freddie turned around abruptly.
"Sam would you stop poking me. I'm trying to learn." He whispered because apparently he was trying to learn and he didn't want to disturb the teacher.
"Well that's your problem. You're always at school trying to learn. That makes no sense. Who likes learning?"
Freddie rolled his eyes at Sam with a little bit of annoyance but also a little bit of fondness. He found her 'Samness' cute.
"I want you to skip class with me."
"I'm not skipping class Sam." Sam thought he might say that which is why she came up with a plan beforehand.
"Fine. Dork."
Freddie rolled his eyes once more. Sam had her hands under her desk and she pulled out her pearphone and began scrolling throughout her contacts. Seeing as though Freddie often put his phone in his back pocket and she had tampered with it before class, this juvenile but still humorous prank will definitely work. Even if it doesn't, his embarassment would suffice.
Sam called Freddie's phone and instantly sounds of fart and someone's bowels letting loose from alarming sounds of diarrhea filled the room. A cacopphony of noise erupted into the room. Our teacher Mrs. Stanley was striking the ruler onto the desk trying to get the class to calm down and stop laughing.
Freddie remained rigid in his desk. He instantly ran out of the room grabbing his backpack. The look he shot her before he left was heartbreaking. It was sadness mixed with anger. How could she do that to someone she loved? She justified it in her head because he had hurt her too, but even Sam knew that it was not the same. She hurriedly rushed out the class after him not caring that the teacher was glaring at her. Once again this was one of those things that Sam didn't think through. Freddie was probably fed up with Sam acting like this. She understood but she could not pass up the various oppurtunuties she had to torture him.
She caught up with him and grabbed the back of his shirt.
"Freddie! Wait! I'm sorry. Let me explain."
He turned around and looked at her with an expression that said 'I am waitng' indicated by the rise of his right eyebrow.
"Well...I...Wait!" He tried once again to walk away.
"No. I won't wait! Sam you constantly prank me and make my life miserable. I don't understand why. I thought we were best friends. I mean, I don't mind the name calling and the jokes at my expense, in fact, I'm used to it but why do you have to embarass me and constantly have to prank me and make my school life miserable!"
"Look Freddie I'm sorry. I just wanted to get your attention. I do it to everyone and you are my best friend. I...l-l-l-love you and I'm sorry for making you so mad. I promise no more pranks."
Sam went up to Freddie after an okay from him. She meant what she said. She had to throw in that 'I love you' because she could tell that Freddie was on the verge of breaking and she knew that he knew she never uses the L word lightly, if at all. No Sam won't play anymore pranks but she does have another trick up her sleeve. She calls it: Operation Romantically Attain Freddie's Love. At first it was Operation suduction but if you take freddie out the other one it spells ORAL and Sam knows that oral is much more fun. Just like messing with Freddie's nerdish brain.
Wow this is different from other fanfics I have written. I have written so many fics in the past month. I just can't stop popping them out I feel like Octomom. Anyways review please. Don't make me beg like a hobo. Next chapter sam will put her flirting and seduction skills to the test. Oh yeah... SEDDIE...SPAGHETTI! Are you ready!