Disclaimer: Is my name Dan? The last time I looked I was a girl!!! Not a guy! So no I don't own iCarly.
Freddie:
I could feel her presence even when she wasn't in the room. I could still remember... everything about her, every detail when I was miles way.
I was alone and it was dark and cold, the air was heavy and I was drunk with her. The rich golden yellow of her hair that smelt like watermelon, strawberry shampoo, and pineapple coconut body spray. When she walked into room, my heart felt like it would burst with lust. Her turquoise eyes with speckled green and silver, which danced when she laughed, and glowed when she stalked her "pray", or the person that ticked her off. The evil smirk on her face when she hurt me… Or her huge smile when she ate meat.
Walking home from school to my mom's apartment I sighed, as I thought about the fact that I was just a person that she worked with on iCarly. The boy with a so-called crush on Carly her best friend. I had when I was younger made sure everyone knew that. Now in the middle of High school I feel deprived of the one thing I cant live without. Some where along the way I had fallen in love with her, but she had somehow stayed the same girl I loved. Sam.
Sam:
I have to write a stupid free verse poem for writing. I hate poems. Why? Because most of them are stupid mush. Stupid love mush, about the perfect guy. Or the perfect girl. Or about nature. If I were to write one it would be about the guy I thought I would always hate. But fell in love with instead. And it wouldn't be the truth but what I wish for… My only dream not involving ham, or meat of any kind… Here it goes, OH JOY! :(
What do you do when you fall in love, and the guy takes your life out from under you, and you take his from him, and you both give all you got?
What do you do when the guy gives you crap and you want to put up with it?
And you purposely give him a hard time, but no matter what you both keep coming back like there is a pull you can't resist.
Freddie you will. Will be mine.