( A/N I do not own iCarly a very lucky guy named Dan does)
It was the senior year and the iCarly trio was pumped for their senior year. They had just entered Rigdeway High School through the familiar doors.
"I can't believe were starting Senior Year…I feel like it was just yesterday that I was in 7th Grade and I was struggling to get my locker open." Freddie said. Freddie had changed so much. It was only 5 years ago that he was that small geeky 7th grader that even Carly could pin to the floor. Freddie had started working out, he had everything a typical high school girl wanted, but for 6 years now… his heart has been stolen by the one and only Carly Shay.
Carly sighed, "I know this is crazy. We shared so many memories. I don't know how I'm going to leave this life, you guys, school and iCarly". Freddie and Sam noticed tears forming her eyes. Freddie walked over and pulled her into hug. Sam chuckled. "What?" Carly and Freddie said in unison.
"Its funny…for six years you and Fredlumps have been madly in love with each other, but you two never really dated. Well, except for that whole taco truck thing, but what I said is true." Sam smirked. Carly blushed, Carly's attraction towards Freddie had become obvious to everyone except Freddie. If she knew he was coming over she would check her teeth, brush her hair, and make sure she looked nice.
"Sam, you know that we're all just really good friends." Carly said. Freddie had a hint of disappointment in his eyes. Carly let go of Freddie and went to her locker and began to decorate it for the year. Freddie went across the hall to his locker.
"Hey Carls look at this", Sam said. Sam was showing Carly a flyer that was advertising the back to school dance on Friday. "Yeah and…." Carly looked confused. "Do you think it would be crazy if I asked Jonah to go with me? I mean he's really changed and he would never think about kissing my best friend and I think I kinda like him." Carly smiled, "Yeah Sam, go for it. I don't think I can go though, I don't have anybody to go with."
Sam started to laugh. "Sam, are you OK?" Sam recovered from her uncontrollable state of laughter. "Yeah… just, you said you have no one to go to the dance with. And meanwhile you think your SECOND best friend is prince charming and you are madly in love with each other, really Carls …you have no one to go with?"
Carly face turned red, "Who is my second best friend, Gibby? Why would I want to go to the dance with Gibby?"
Sam rolled her eyes, "Um hello! I'm talking about Fredlumps over there. Why don't you ask him to the dance?"
"Sam! Freddie is my best friend and so are you. And like I said, Freddie and I are just friends…nothing more than that." Carly hated hiding her feelings for Freddie from Sam, she was scared of what Sam would think.
"Sure Carly. The truth is that you don't like Freddie and that we are all just really good friends. Right Carly?" asked Sam. There was an awkward silence between Carly and Sam.
"Right", Carly said. She turned away from Sam and kept putting up pictures of her and her friends in her locker. She had already taped up a picture of her and Sam, a picture of Spencer building a sculpture, a group picture, and a picture of a younger shirtless Gibby. At the moment, Carly was placing a picture of her and Freddie. She stuck it smack in the middle of her locker wall.
"Because best friends don't keep secrets. And I know that you wouldn't break your no secret promise…" Sam stared into Carly's eyes intensely for about Carly for about 20 seconds, watching her get redder and redder.
"FINE I LIKE HIM! ARE YOU HAPPY?" Carly screamed. Sam smiled showing everyone of her teeth.
"Carly likes who?" Freddie asked. Carly didn't notice Freddie come from behind her and she jumped.
"Umm….no one." Carly started to put an iCarly sticker in her locker. Freddie knew she was wasn't telling the truth, but he just ignored it.
"So , my buddy Shane was telling me about the back to school dance on Friday night. Are you girls going?" Freddie asked. Sam closed her locker after re-installing her portable grill and locker security system.
"Yeah, I hope. I'm thinking about asking Jonah. I think I like him and lately he's kinda been acting like he might possibly like me." Sam told Freddie.
Freddie looked at Sam, "Sounds cool Sam, I think he actually likes you." Sam smiled. A second later she heard Freddie mumble "There's got to be something wrong with that dude". That earned Freddie a slap across the face from Sam.
"SAM! Don't slap Freddie. Apologize to him." Carly said. Sam apologized. "Are you OK Freddie?" Carly asked. She closed her locker and walked over to him and examined the red mark on his face. It wasn't that noticeable considering he was blushing because Carly was so close to him.
"Yeah I'm fine; I'm sort of used to this kind of abuse from Sam. Anyway Carly, are you going to the dance on Friday?" Carly looked a little upset.
"No, I think I'm gonna hang out with Spencer and help him on his latest sculpture." Freddie had his I've got an idea look on his face.
Freddie hesitated at first, but finally he opened his mouth, "Oh. Cause…I was wondering, if you would want to, be my date… to the dance on Friday?" Sam turned around and tried to muffle her laughs.
Carly giggled. "Actually Freddie, I will go to the dance with you. And I have to tell you something because we promised no more secrets." Freddie looked happier than he ever was in his life. "You know how you like me , but I always said that we were just friends?"
"Yeah" Freddie replied.
"Well, ever since the dance at the Groovie Smoothie, I've felt the same way about you." Sam had slowly walked away in disgust. Freddie and Carly's faces were inches away from each other.
"So Miss Shay, where does this leave us?" Carly and Freddie were staring deeply into each other's eyes. Sam was watching from across that hallway.
"Does this answer your question Mr. Benson?" Carly grabbed the collar of his shirt kissing him passionately. He kissed her back hungrily. She stood on her toes since he had grown so much.
The bell broke the kiss. They walked to their first period English class holding hands. Sam walked awkwardly behind them. Sam walked awkwardly behind them.