Summary: Samantha (Sam) Puckett, despite her rough nature doesn't get pissed off as easily as people think. One thing absolutely infuriates her no matter how much she runs from hi- IT! ;) She yet… again finds herself in detention but how did she get there? One more thing…... Just a dash of Seddie!
Author's Musings: Yes, another ICarly, I have major writer's block (much to my extreme annoyance) for my Zoey 101 story but I haven't forgotten them ;) I just started watching it again on Teennick so I'm sorry if they're out of character, I'm gonna try my best.
~ Moon
A certain blonde headed girl once again sat in the familiar classroom. She happily munched on a pack of beef jerky she snatched off of Freddie. A smirk formed on her face as she heard Mr. Howard complain about being stuck watching ungrateful rats. Well this ungrateful rat thought about how she once again landed in detention. The smirk left her face. being replaced by the smallest of smiles. It was so worth it.
Freddie and Carly were waitng by his locker.
"Freddork."
"Carls."
"Sam."
"Princess Puckett."
"Let's go!"
"I can't. I got detention." Carly sighed in exasperation. She tried to get Sam to tell her what happened this time but said blonde girl just smirked as she walked away to her detention. Freddie just rolled his eyes at Carly's futile attempts. Although he too was curious, he knew if Sam wanted them to know, they would. He watched the blonde headed demon's head disappear around a corner as he heard the door to the nurse's office swing open. He smirked as Jonah came out holding a bloody lip and a shiny new blue badge forming around his right eye. Carly noticed her friend's attention elsewhere as her eyes followed where his were and she giggled having to lean on Freddie. He just smiled sideways at her. He had no creepy stalker love towards her anymore. He loved her like a sister.
"What's the matter Jonah?" He yelled across the silent hallway. "Get beat up by a girl?" He snickered as Carly's laughter doubled.
Jonah froze before stomping his way to the two laughing teens. "Watch it Benson-" He hissed before looking around warily. "- You're one to talk."
"Why so jumpy?"
"None of your business." He growled. He turned and disappeard around a corner. They turned back to each other before cracking up. Carly feigned wiping an imaginary tear from her eye. They sent a silent thank you to whoever hurt him, served him right! They heard a yelp and a thunk before a blonde headed person popped into view.
She punched her locker as it opened. A groan reached her ears.
"Saaaaaaaaaaam!" Freddie groaned. He dug around his backpack before sighing, seeing a certain missing item. She just smirked lifting it up as if toasting a glass before munching on it again.
"Sam." Carly just shook her head looking at Freddie sympathetically.
"Mamma's thirsty." She swallowed the last bit of delicious meat,. They followed the blone headed demon out.
Sam watched confised as her two friends burst into random laughter.
"Guys!" A shout broke her trance as they bolted towards Spencer's car. Carly called shotgun and Sam and Freddie were in the back.
"Move over Dork!" Sam yelled. She nudged him with her foot, before twisting on her side and spreading her legs out.
"Sam, be nice." Carly spoke from up front. Freddie could see her rolling her eyes in his head.
"I am nice-" She narrowed her eyes at the answering snort.
"You got something to say, Benson?" She growled out, punching him in the shoulder as he slapped her hand away just in time.
"Plenty." He matched her glare.
"So did you see Jonah, Sam?" Carly broke in. Just in time, to stop the impending fight. Freddie didn't miss the subtle twitch in Sam's lips when he glanced sideways.
"No." She shrugged. She pulled her blonde curls into a pony tail, "What about him?" Freddie and Carly snickered and howled in laughter as the blonde's earlier confusion came back.
"What?!" She asked annoyed. Something about Carly and Freddie sharing a secret sent off an unsettling feeling in her.
"Y… y.. You should hhh… have sssss… seeee… seen him Sam!" Carly managed to get out, clutching her sides as she got out of the car in front of Groovy Smoothie. They told her what happened. She laughed as they entered the smoothie place. They ordered, once again Freddie paying for Sam's after an argument. T-Bo came over carrying a stick as Sam choked on her sip of her smoothie.
"Are those?-" She reached for the stick as T-Bo snatched it out of reach. She stood up on her chair as T-Bo lost balance. She caught the stick as he fell backwards, eyeing the stick of ecstacy.
"Pay the man Benson." She managed to get out as she victoriously chewed on the first of many fat cakes. Freddie growled and walked out. Carly sighed, laying money on the table, dragging Sam out.
The two saw Freddie leaning against the wall. His arms were crossed in agaitation. "How much do I owe you?"
"Don't worry about it. Sam owes me five fifty." She obliviously continued to devour the soft, creamy heaven.
"Here Spence." Carly held out his smoothie to him as he drove them off. They walked into Bushwell Plaza hearing a screech.
"NYYYYYYYYYYEAHHHHH! Get out of my lobby!" Sam took off the last fat cake as she chucked the stick at him. A howl met their ears.
"Mamma never misses."
"Remind me not to piss her off." Freddie mumbled as he and Carly followed her up to the Shay's apartment.
Sam made her way to the fridge, pulling out a plate of ham as three sighs met her ears. The silence was broken again, the subject being Jonah. Carly and Freddie couldn't get it out of their heads, someone took Jonah down. They chatted about who could have done it. Sam remained aloof, content in her ham.
"Thanks for the ham." She licked her fingers. She poured three glssses of sweet tea and brough two to the couch.
Freddie eyed his, "What did you do to it?" He sniffed it, eyeing her warily. She just smirked, plopping down on the couch, causing Carly and Freddie to bounce from the force. Freddie sipped his tea slowly, still eyeing her as she just smirked more. Freddie and Carly were still speculating who did that to Jonah. Why couldn't they just drop it?
"You're awfully quiet Princess Puckett." Freddie spoke from beside her. "So Fredwierd?" Her eyes sparkled mischieviously as her mind took her away.
*Flashback*
She was at her locker, digging for a snack. She heard her name shouted out, "Sam!" She rolled her eyes ignoring them. "Sam!" They called out again as she growled.
"Puckett!" She dropped her notebook, slamming her locker. She spun around. Her blonde waves swished at the sudden movement. Lightning flashed in her eyes as she glared. Oh. No. He. Didn't.
Only one person called her that without bodily harm.
In quick strides, she was in front of Jonah. She grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him against the locker. "What did youjust call me?"
"You have my attention, what do you want?" She hissed as he was slammed again.
"Chill Puckett." She yanked him forward as he yelped.
"You never call me that. Ever." She punched him as his head slammed into the locker. A grunt reached her ears. "What do you want Jonah?"
"Is Carly sin-?" She shoved him back. "Don't even think it." She punched him again.
"SAMANTHA PUCKETT!" She dropped him as he held his mouth. "DETENTION!"
"Whatever." she walked off to meet Carly. Her friend sighed.
"What did you do this time Sam?"
"Dork just pissed me off." She growled before seeing the shocked look on her friend's face.
She grabbed her arm, "Sam! You didn't kill Fre-"
"Not him!" Her blonde friend yelled in shock. It hurt that Carly would actually think she wantedto hurt him. Is that what they both thought of her? She just smirked her signature smirk before waving and heading to her prison sentence.
She kicked some dork out of his seat before plopping down and digging for the jerky. She tuned out the old man as the bell finally rang. Freedom. She stopped at a drink machine. She froze. "Watch it Benson-" That did it, she growled in wait.
He walked around the corner and she pounced. The satisfying yelp reached her ears. She twisted their arm, pushing him against a nearby wall. "No one calls him Benson." She let him go.
Nobody but her. The dork is hers and hers alone. Not that he'd ever find that out. Easily.
*Present*
She was brought back by a voice. "Puckett!" She hissed. They jumped back. She blinked, realizing where she was and who exactly said it. She yawned, stretched, and stood up. She walked over the boy that fell to the ground.
"Don't say I never do anything nice Benson." She spoke cryptically as she walked upstairs to the ICarly studio.