A/N: hey guys its me again hopefully i can get iWSM chapter up in the next day or tow and excuse me for the grammatical errors you may see in this, I just thought this idea up and didn't want this gone before it was too late so enough of my talking and yea Dan the Man owns iCarly, I do not but thanks for the characters we borrow though... Enjoy
Rendezvous in a Janitors Closet..
Chapter 1: Junior Year High School May...
It was lunch time as other Students would be rushing towards the lunch room, The Janitor closet door opens as two people rushes in, one student, a girl is cool as the other side of the pillow, even for her sloppy dirty blond hair she is still in the moment of focus. While the clean look of the brunette hair boy couldn't be more terrified. The girl who calm looks gave away to a sense of anger and fury rushes the boy and puts him to a wall of the closet with the collar of his black collared shirt held towards her and she lands him a leer of deathly proportions.
"Look BENSON!," Said the chaotic dirty blond in front of her rather organized best frenemy who is not looking to much for the wear. "If you mess me up on another prank again, I will make you regret the day YOU ever came out of crazy's womb!"
"Look Sam," Said Freddie not before being interrupted again by Sam.
"FREDWARD! I am warning you!," She took a piece of ear and mad a devastating twist that put Freddie to his knees.
"Sam! Sam! okay I got you," Freddie said trying to get his ear back and she finally gave the ear mercy and lets go of it. He got up on he knees and sees she has calmed down. "Another question," Sam asked after got up and was leaning towards the wall, "Why in the world were you stopping me from my greatest masterpiece this school has ever seen?"
It was indeed a pranking masterpiece, as she was gonna end up pranking every administrator in school almost at the same time; it had something to do with 6 skunks, the teachers lounge and sneaking through ventilators with each one in a toxic suit. Freddie though wouldn't have that, he cares about her too much so he stole her toxic suit the day of and when she found out she came running at him.
"You know that masterpiece would have gotten expelled for sure right? and why Principal Franklin huh? hes supposed to be the nice one."
"You know that Ted would have loved it,"
"Yeah," Freddie scoffed, "He would be laughing while he was writing that expulsion notice."
Sam couldn't retort that one. She knew herself how risky of an endeavor this was; one wrong move could out her and get her never to touch Ridgeway High ever again. She like Ridgeway in all, this was her playground of mayhem, no matter how much she hated the general idea of school, the place overall had good prank history and good pranks left to be done.
"So Sam," Freddie after a few minutes, "Why are we here? In the Janitors closet of all places? Usually you wouldn't mind to give me a good embarrasing pounding in front of the whole student body." Freddie looked around the small Cubicle, The smell of bleach and other cleaning products was evident all over the place he also sees mops hanging on the wall on the left while brooms on the right. He looks back to Sam who is in thought mode at this point. "Sam?" he asked but he gets nothing.
Sam Sighed after think about what he said about being expelled in all and maybe the masterpiece was being done way too early. "Look, as I am thinking about it I do want to thank you for saving me from what could have been you know? Maybe you are right," Sam sighed feeling like she was gonna regret what she was about to do next, and said it all in a quick mumble.
"What Sam, I didn't hear you?"
"I appreciate you looking out for me," She said it in a louder mumble.
"What again Sam I-" She pushed him toward the wall pushing down everything that was in front of it to the ground.
"Freddork," She whispered in her menacing trademark voice. "If you want to live, don't ask that question again."
Freddie would be mortified by her threats usually didn't have that same feeling in him the threatening voice that would usually scare him to death was actually turning him on to death...
"Say it again, Sam" He didn't know where it came from, all he knew that it just came out from him as if it was second nature even if he was whispering what he felt about what she didn't want to hear.
Sam herself was too lost in his eyes as she suddenly smashed her lips onto his moving with his lips in perfect symphony with each other. Both was in a haze, a rush of emotions that was kept inside because of this moment but it didn't give them any mind.
Freddie feeling bold switch places and was on top as she was standing on the wall, her arms around her neck his around her waist, frenzied and hurried to a point that he felt her legs wrap around him as they continued their sudden hormone frenzy. He knew that this kiss was different; like they were holding back on this for years... They were not comparable Carly's kisses as they just felt dull and still, and Sam's first kiss was the same also. no, the tongue action after awhile said other wise as Sam was trying to give entrance and Freddie let her in as dominance was obviously in Sam's favor, but for once Freddie didn't care, because as for once he was not a dork, a nerd he was a casanova and she was just hypnotized in his kisses and it was no hate relationship, no Carly, nothing. It just feeling like the world wasn't existing at this point, they were just them, Sam & Freddie.
Then Reality snapped in and he opened his eyes wide the kissing froze to a sudden halt...
Also, at that point Sam slapped him in the face, "THE CHIZZ? DORK!" then she pushed him back to the other side of the wall, straightened her skirt and blue penny tee saying 'SCHOOL KILLS' stalked out of the closet her face blushing redder than ripe red tomatoes. For Freddie, who was left inside was a smirking mess, His face more red from the slap in the face than anything, clothes a odd out of place mess then from what he was in there just a few minutes ago one of his ears also was red from the twist Sam did on that ear earlier, he was in pain and just plain dirty.
But he never felt more alive than he did in his life.
A/N: Well that is something I thought of and just finished its not a one shot right now but I would like to see if you guys are interested in more, I am also doing a challenge on stories like this to see if you can out do me, make it like a friendly challenge that I call the Janitor's closet Challenge. do your own version of Freddie's and Sam's Relationship that only is seen in the very Janitor's closet the are in... I am doing this and I think Randomness 101 is as well. So good luck peoples and please read and review