I Walked into Carly's Apartment. There on the couch was Sam.

"Where's Carly?" I asked.

"Stu-go meeting." Sam said. This happened more offten then not. Carly was in Student government, Sophmore class meetings, and Web meetings all the time. So A lot of the time it was just me and Sam. Don't get me wrong, i Like having Carly there, but today would be quiet. If I kept my mouth shut.

"What are you watching." I sat on the other end of the green couch. The small agressive blonde was silent despite my question. "Sam?" I asked again. But she just stared at the screen. I followed her stare. the logo in the corner said the science channel. Sam didn't watch the science channel. I snatched the remote from her and pressed Info. It said Cancer, the ninja killer. Cancer, what was up with her? "Sam? Why are you watching a documentry on Cancer?" I asked again. She handed me a piece of paper. It was adressed to her mom. It said the test for cancer came back positive. Her mom had Cancer. "Sam, I'm sorry." I said. I looked at the date. It was sent 4 months ago. I looked at her in disbelief. "Where?" I asked.

"It started in her lungs from all her smoking, then it spread to her liver, and she found out today it spread to her brain." Sam said. She snatched the paper and the remote from me.

"How could you not tell us?" I stood up. She stood up too. she would never back down from a challange.

"We thought she was gonna get better, but she's not. So Back off and leave me alone!" She spat in my face. She flopped down on the couch and hung her head. Weather she wanted to or not she loved her mom. I put a hand on her back.

"Sam-"

"Just go." She said. I pat her back and went upstairs. Today was Friday, ICarly. I started to work on some tech stuff, but all I could think about was Sam's mom. I took my laptop and began reserching Brain Cancer. There was a chance they could preform surgury, but it was expensive. There was no way Sam's mom could aford that. I felt really bad. Sam's mom was gonna, I didn't even wanna think about it.

"What are you looking at?" Before I could close my window Carly was reading over my shoulder.

"Oh, It's nothing, school project." Obviously Carly didn't know. "Sam on her way up?" I asked.

"No, she's making a sandwich." Carly said. Typical Sam. She was being Samish. Sounds like sandwich. that reminds me.

"SAM! Get Your Butt up Here! Were starting in 1 minute." I yelled out the door.

"So how was School?" I asked Carly. She shrugged. 30 seconds.

"SAM! You have 30 seconds! Hurry Up!" I yelled out the door again. I went to the cart and picked up the camera. "20 Seconds! SAM!" I yelled out the door. I waited 10 more seconds. "SAM! 10 Seconds, hurry up!" i yelled.

"im coming! keep your pants on!" i heard her coming up the stairs. she was going as slow as possible.

"Sam! I'm starting the count down." I yelled. "5 Sam! 4 Sam come on! 3 Sam! 2 Sam hurry up!" i pointed to carly. "SAM! WERE ROLLING!" I yelled as she walked through the door.

"Calm yourself, spazatron. Dont get your anti-bacterial undies in a bunch." Sam said.

"Sam-"

"Thats enough." Carly said. "Now, anyways. Welcome to icarly. I'm Carly."

"And I'm Sam. And behind the nerd machine is fredatolio." Sam said. Fredatoilo, hmm, thats a new one.

"And right there is the big mouth blonde." I said.

"Watch it Fredward." She said.

"Stop it." Carly said.

"Now, here is a question sent in from a fan. 'Dear Carly and Sam, what is better? Meat or bathtubs?' now we gave this a lot of thought and I still say Meat." Sam said.

"And I say bathtubs, because you need to be clean." Carly stated.

"But meat is good for you. And hobos would rather have meat than a bathtub." Sam said.

"Ok, maybe meat is better." Carly gave up.

"Yeah it is!" Sam smiled widley at the camera.

"Okay now that thats over," Carly said.

"We are going to show you how to properly throw a watermellon." sam finished.

"Now most people would throw a watermellon like this." carly threw a mellon up an it landed on the floor. it made a sweet smelling mess.

"But the proper way to throw a watermellon is," she grabbed a mellon, took a step back and threw it at my gut. i flew back. the script told her to chuck it out the door so that it splattered against the wall. carly caught the camera.

"Sam!" Carly yelled.

"Sorry, but i had to do something, he was just so dorky." Sam said. I stood up, but there was a pain in my stomach that made go back down. My whole stomach was probobly a bruise. "Ha!" Sam yelled.

"I hate you." I groaned.

"I hate you too, dork boy." She smirked. I stood up again. Sam cam over to me and lifted up my shirt to see the damage. It was already a huge bruise. She poked it.

"OW!" I hunched over. She smiled with satisfaction. "I really hate you." I growled. I looked up at her. She had watermellon juice on her face. And she smelled like watermellon. yum, but ew, Sam.

"I know." Sam snifed my shirt, it too was covered with watermellon jucie, as was the rest of me. Carly was still holding the camera. I stood up. Standing strong, prepared for another Sam attack. Instead she stood on her toes, (yes, I've gotten much taller), and licked the side of my face.

"Ew! it tastes like mellon and nerd!" She yelled. But in spite of this she did it again, and gagged yet again. I stood there, annoyed.

"Sam! dont lick my face." I said

"Dont tell me what to do, you pansey!" she yelled. It was then carly turned the camera on herself.

"Well be back next week." she shut the camera off.

"Dont call me a pansey , you demon!" I yelled.

"Don't tell me what to do, pansey-ass nub!" She spat in my face.