A/N:

Hello readers! For those of you who are new to our stories...Welcome! For those of you who've read our stories before...Welcome Back! You may recognize this story, it's a re-post with minor edits and changes.

This story is Part 1 of the Right as Rain series that also includes, 'Summer of Love' and the upcoming story 'Until the World Ends'. Re-posted chapters of this story (followed by 'Summer of Love') will go up daily, 2 - 3 chapters at a time.

This is the first fic I ever wrote and it still holds a pretty special place in my heart. I hope that you'll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Disclaimer (we won't be saying this again...): We do not own iCarly or it's characters. If we did...well, they couldn't show it on Nick, that's for sure.

XXOO- TheWrtrInMe and DwynArthur

Chapter 1: Gamechanger

The sky over Seattle was a crisp, clear blue; the bright sun a welcome departure from a week of dense clouds and rain. On a quiet tree lined street stood Ridgeway High School. Silence surrounded it in stark contrast to the loud, anxious students behind its doors. Throughout the hallways and in the classrooms students gathered in clusters, staring at wall clocks, watches and cell phones, counting the minutes until the doors released them to the freedom of a beautiful Saturday in Seattle.

Ridgeway's Annual End-of-Year lock-in had been a success. Projects were finished, fun was had and, most importantly, no one had fallen victim to Samantha Puckett or her magic marker of doom.

Well… that's not entirely true.

In a darkened corner of the school cafeteria there were three people who had fallen victim to Samantha Puckett – her actions at least, if not to her magic marker. Along the faded tiled wall of the deserted cafeteria they sat silently staring at nothing at all, each lost in their thoughts. They were lined up in their typical fashion. Freddie and Sam sat on opposite sides of their common ground, Carly Shay - the glue that held the three-way friendship together. At least that's how it had been, how they thought it was until tonight.

Tonight had been a game changer.

It seemed sudden, but in hindsight the changes had begun a few weeks ago. It was subtle at first. Sam and Freddie seemed to argue a little less. Make no mistake, Sam still found something rude to say to Freddie at almost every turn, but there was a little less sting in her words. She'd even complimented him a couple times. And Freddie, who could normally be sent into a fit of rage over Sam's jibes, could sometimes be seen joining her in the laughter.

Carly hadn't really noticed it at first, but last week Sam had asked Freddie and their new iCarly intern, Brad, if she could work with them on their end-of-year project. That might not seem strange normally, but this was Sam so there were two things wrong with that scenario. One- Sam didn't do homework; or at least not without having her arm pulled or a side of beef waved in front of her. Two-Sam had been tormenting Freddie for years about his dorky obsession with all things technology related and now she was volunteering -willingly subjecting herself- to hours of Freddie explaining how technology worked. And they'd started talking about things Carly didn't know about; having real conversations complete with inside jokes.

For instance, last week after an iCarly episode Freddie volunteered to go grab them all smoothies from The Groovy Smoothie (even offering to pay for Sam's when she said she had no money; making no comments about her always being broke). It was late and dark so Carly had told him to be careful. To which Sam had said "Stick to the roads, stay clear of the moors!", then she and Freddie had collapsed in laughter, talking about how 'classic' that line was; something to do with a horror movie about werewolves. Carly hated horror movies and quickly changed the subject, but later on she'd thought how strange it was for them to share something that she wasn't involved in.

At the time Carly had just shrugged it off as Sam being unpredictable and Freddie just being nice; grateful that the physical punishments and verbal assaults had tapered off. When she talked to Spencer about it he was just as weirded out as she was, but after a few days he'd laughed and suggested that maybe Freddie and Sam were becoming something of an 'item'. That was ridiculous though, Carly thought, Freddie had been in love with her almost since he'd been able to spell the word. He was still waiting for her to come around to thinking she wanted to be with him. If her two best friends were an 'item' she'd know about it wouldn't she?

No, none of it made sense. Their behavior was strange, even for them. So when, in the middle of the lock in, Freddie had burst into Carly's classroom to declare that his Mood Face app had registered Sam's mood as 'In Love', all the strange behavior had finally made sense. She'd gone right along with Freddie in assuming that Sam must be in love with Brad. Brad was the only variable not accounted for, the only thing that had visibly changed in their circle.

And why not Brad? He was adorable and so nice. Plus he could cook. That would make Sam's belly happy, and if Sam's belly was happy, Sam was happy. Honestly, if she hadn't been given the new knowledge that her best friend was in love with him, Carly herself might have considered Brad an option. When confronted, Sam had protested – declared ham her one true love and laughed off Carly's theory about Brad.

Even then Carly had been sure, so sure, that Sam was just in denial; unwilling to make a move, scared to be with someone so different from herself. In hindsight she guessed that she hadn't been totally wrong about that. Sam had been scared to make a move, and she'd also been scared to be with someone so different from her.

Carly had just gotten the guy wrong.

Carly had told Freddie that as Sam's friends it was their responsibility to help her come to terms with these feelings. Or at least get her to admit them. Strangely enough she hadn't had to push him too hard, or at all really. He'd gotten a thoughtful look on his face and said, matter-of-factly, that he was going to find Sam; thinking that maybe a guy's opinion would help her understand why she needed to just step out and act on her feelings. Even with the likelihood of impending violence from Sam, he'd gone to talk to her.

Even though Freddie had said he could handle it, that Carly should let him take the lead on this one, she wasn't so sure. So she'd followed him, at a safe distance. Tiptoeing across the gym to the double doors he'd exited from. Carly had peeked out at Sam and Freddie in the courtyard from behind the blinds in the cafeteria. She'd felt a little bad for spying on them but figured she should be there just in case the talk hadn't gone well. Just in case Sam didn't see Freddie's advice as friendly and tried to break his arm… or his face. From behind the blinds she couldn't really hear what they were saying and Freddie's back was to her so she couldn't even see his expression.

In the beginning Sam's face had been angry, but as she moved from her spot on the concrete slab on the opposite side of the courtyard, she'd looked defeated, then confused. She'd walked up to Freddie with her hands balled into tense fists beside her. Carly had reached for the cafeteria door, certain that she'd have to stop some serious bloodshed. But then Sam's hands had relaxed at her side and she looked at the ground for just a minute before looking back at Freddie. This time the expression on her face was different. She'd looked scared… no, she'd looked terrified. Then she had done something Carly would never have expected, hardly even have believed it had she not witnessed it with her own eyes. She rushed forward, grabbed Freddie by his shoulders… and kissed him!

Carly froze to the spot she was in; mouth wide, jaw dropped. For once, she was completely speechless. She rubbed her eyes, unsure if she was seeing what she thought she was seeing. She heard the cafeteria door slam and Brad had approached her from behind.

"Hey Carly, have you seen Sam and Fr…"

"Shush Brad…." She spit over her shoulder, not wanting to be distracted from what was unfolding in front of her.

"Carly, is something wrong" Brad said, coming closer to her, trying to see through the blinds to what she was looking at.

At his approach she tensed, knowing that Brad being in this room at this moment was a monumentally bad idea. No one could know about this. She wasn't even sure that she was supposed to know about this. She had to think, and think fast. She turned to Brad and put on her very best 'cute girl' face.

"Oh, no Brad…nothing wrong. Really, it's nothing. I was just… just umm… just trying to uh..." She was drawing a blank. She was horrible at lying. "I was seeing if the two headed frog was still here. I, um, heard that it moved to the courtyard." She laughed and tossed her hair over her shoulder.

Brad did not appear to be buying this… at all. She had to throw him off the scent and get him out of this room… NOW!

"Hey, do you have any more of that fudge left?" she asked

"Ahh…sure… I guess" he answered, looking at her with suspicion "It's in my locker." He eased closer to Carly, now obviously trying to see behind her into the courtyard.

"Great!" she all but screamed, "you should go and get it. Like… right now!"

"Carly, are you sure you're alright? Where are Sam and Freddie? Are they out there?" This time his eyes lit up.

Brad had his own suspicions about Sam and Freddie's recent behavior. He was no Sam expert and had known Freddie for only a short time but even he, with his limited knowledge, knew that it was abnormal for Sam to be spending so much time with him and Freddie. Sam was a cute girl and all but he and Sam had zero chemistry so he knew she wasn't doing it so she could spend time with him. And when he'd asked Freddie what he thought about Sam hanging with them so much the dude had gotten all tongue tied, red faced and changed the subject. It was all very weird, even for Sam and Freddie – who were, admittedly, a little strange even under normal circumstances. Yep, something was up, and he had a sneaky suspicion that the answer was in the courtyard right now, being guarded by a very nervous Carly Shay.

"No, nothing out there, nothing at all to see" she forced a laugh, "no multi-headed frogs." She leaned against the window, blocking the bent blind with her arm in what she hoped was a relaxed pose.

"I'm really hungry for fudge all the sudden. Do you want fudge? You can never have too much fudgy goodness I always say" she giggled nervously.

Brad cocked an eyebrow at her.

"Oooookay," He said.

She was getting annoyed. Why couldn't he just go back to his locker and get the freaking fudge so she could get back to spying on Sam and Freddie's lip lock for Fatcakes sake!

"Okay, okay… I get it. You're hot for my fudge." Brad said, laughing at the brunette. He'd always thought Carly was cute, but she was especially cute when she was all flustered. Whatever she was looking at when he came in, she was definitely not going to let him in on it.

"How about I go get the fudge and meet you back at your classroom, I'd love to see how that sensory booth is going with Spencer. I heard you and Gibby released a stink so bad he passed out!" He waited for her reaction. Truth be told, he'd had a crush on Carly since he met her. She was exactly his type. Cute…and just a little weird.

"That'd be great Brad, I'll meet you there in just a minute"

Carly offered him a smile and waited exactly one second after the door shut to turn back to the window. Just as she assumed, the kiss was over. She had no idea how long it had lasted, but now Sam and Freddie were standing opposite each other, neither of them saying anything. Sam hooked her thumbs into the back pockets of her jeans and stared at the ground, kicking dirt with the toe of her sneakers. Every few seconds she'd raise her eyes slightly to peer at Freddie.

Freddie, it seemed, had lost the ability to move. He stood stock still, his arms in the exact same place they'd been when Sam kissed him. Carly could understand that. She felt frozen herself; completely unsure of what to do.

Carly liked her world organized; just like her locker. Everything had to have a place and a purpose. Sam and Freddie kissing was not a part of her organized world. Worse yet, she had no control over the situation, and if there was anything Carly Shay hated, it was not being in control.

Freddie and Sam's friendship had always been a shaky, fragile thing. It had been Carly's job to make sure that it held together and suddenly it was like a truce had been called after a very long war and Carly, the self-appointed peace keeper, was left standing in between two armies that had suddenly lost interest in killing each other. What was she supposed to do now?

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. Everything inside told her to run right out that door and ask them both what they hell they thought they were doing. Right now they didn't even know that she'd seen them. And if this was anything like their "kissing just to do it" episode a couple years ago they may never tell her on their own. But she couldn't run out there now; because for once Carly Shay had no answers, and she had no idea what to do. All she knew was that things for their little threesome had just changed and would likely never be the same.

Sam and Freddie had kissed. This chizz was about to get real.

A/N2:

October 6th is a big day in the iCarly fandom...the premier of the final season of iCarly. The day before will prove to be a big day for the iCarly fan fiction fandom. On that day, many of your favorite Seddie authors have accepted the challenge to post new stories or new chapters to existing stories. It's a MASS posting...tons of Seddie fun! Get excited!

If you'd like to take part in the challenge just drop me a PM and I'll add you to the list of participants. On October 5th DwynArthur and I will post chapter one of our new story 'Until the World Ends' and include all participating authors and story titles there for you to see.

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