A/N: And so it begins. First off let me thank you for all the reviews and support from yall. I really do appreciate it. I'm so excited about this new fic. Although, I'm a little sad about What Happens in Italy... ending it was my first real baby. However, I have so many ideas for this story it's hard to keep them all straight. lol Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this story. Please review.

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly

Chapter 2

I walked into the office and up to the school secretary. "Hi My name is Sam Puckett I'm supposed to be meeting with Principal Franklin.

She looked up at me and smiled. "Head on in, he's expecting you." She said before answering the phone.

I looked around the office and spotted the door that said Principal. I took a deep breath in prep for "The Speech." I knocked on the door as I stood in the doorway. He looked up from the papers that were scattered over his desk.

"Aw, you must be Ms. Puckett." He said gesturing me into the door. I nodded my head as I stepped in. "Please have a seat." He got up from his desk and headed to his file cabinet pulling out a manila folder, my manila folder.

He threw my folder on his desk and sat down. He sat back in his chair and crosses his arms over his chest. I looked at him and took a deep breath, here it comes. "Well Ms. Puckett I was a little shocked when I received your permanent record. It's ah…" He started balancing it in his hand. "It's pretty thick."

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "Yeah, your point," I asked in a monotone.

"Well, I don't know. Three high schools and you're barely a junior. You lasted four months at your last school…" He started but I cut him off.

"Look, Principal Franklin I know my school history. And, I know what you are about to say. Can you just get it over with and I'll be on my merry way.

"Oh," he said leaning back in his chair before leaning his head in his hand. "By all means, please tell me what I'm going to say." He said.

I leaned forward at his challenge. "You've looked over my records all the witness statements from my last principals and teachers, hell knowing Principal Walker he probably called you himself. You know every thing I did why I got kicked out of school, and you don't want that kind of example in your school. And, I get it if I was in your shoes I wouldn't want me in your school either. Then, you're going to throw the punch; the whole reason for this meeting. If I step one foot out of line I'll be out of this school faster then I can say the word expelled." I said he continued to just look at me.

"Well, am I right?" I asked leaning back into my chair as he continued to study me.

"Hm, I take it that you've heard that before."

"Try a few times," I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Well, I'm not going to lie to you. Principal Walker did call me, and I do know everything you've done over the years. I've even spoke to your probation officer. I should give you that speech. I shouldn't want you in my school, don't know a principal that would." He said.

"Of course," I said grabbing my stuff and standing up.

"Ms. Puckett sit back down." He said as I was about to walk out the door. I turned around and flopped back in the chair. "However, that's not me. I don't judge a student based on what other principals say about that student. I like to find out on my own. My wife always tells me I'm hard-headed."

"So what are you trying to say?" I asked him.

"I'm saying you need to not look at this as a death sentence, but as a chance to start over. I'm not saying it will be easy, but I believe in you as much as my other students. You can be more than what people say you are Samantha, if you are given the chance."

I just nodded my head. Wow I wasn't expecting this. I'm used to principals writing me off as soon as they met. Maybe, he didn't read through the whole folder.

"Your probation officer told me the type of trouble you're in and I'm supposed to report everything you do from this point on. He also said you must regularly attend classes no skipping for any reason unless excused, and he will be making regularly visits." He continued.

I nodded my head. I already knew all of this when he met with me and my mom after my community service sentencing.

"Now, with that being said I want you to meet someone." He said standing up and heading towards the door. "Follow me please."

I followed him back to the front desk where he stopped. "Ms. Puckett, I would like you to meet Carly Shay."

I moved to the side of him to see a girl around my age sitting at the front desk. She was a brunette and very pretty. She looked up at me and gave me a big smile.

"Oh my goodness, you must be Samantha." She said holding out her hand for me to shake.

I looked her up and down. She was wearing blue jeans with a floral print blouse and a light blue blazer. Not really my type of girl I hang with. I can't stand daffodils, but I figured I should at least try to be nice.

I took her hand and shook it. "It's Sam."

"Oh, well Sam, Principal Franklin has told me so much about you." She said standing up and grabbing a paper from behind her and handing it to me."

"He has?" I asked confused. I looked at him as he picked up the conversation.

"Yes, Carly here is our office aid during first period and she has agreed to show you around the school." He said patting Carly on her back.

"Oh… um, thank…you." I said back to her.

"Oh anything to help, I'm a military brat so I moved around a lot until my brother became my guardian, so I know what switching schools feels like."

I'm guessing Franklin didn't tell her the full story of why I had to transfer schools.

"Carly, here is not only a great aid, but she is the junior class president and V.P. of the overall student council." Principal Franklin said. Carly just waved him off. "She is also in the running for valedictorian of you guys class."

"Yeah, doubt it. Not with who I'm up against his mom has already built the trophy case for the valedictorian award." Carly said she looked over at me. "He's making me sound so much greater than what I am."

"Well, I have another meeting coming up, and Ms. Puckett is already extremely late for class, so you girls better hop to it."

I looked down at the paper Carly had gave me noticing it was my schedule. The first class I had was honors English with Ms. Briggs. "HONORS ENGLISH?!" I yelled out louder than I was planning on. "Principal Franklin this has got to be a mistake."

"Oh no its not, I noticed in all the reports that your English teachers all said that although you had a behavior issue you always made good grades in the class. I take that to mean that you enjoy English. I figured you might enjoy the challenge." He said with a smile. "You ladies have a good day." He went back to his office.

Okay now I have no clue what his drift was. First, the inspirational speech in his office then the whole finding me a "friend" without permission, and lastly putting me in a class I didn't ask to be put in. What was his point? I was brought out of my thoughts by Carly.

"Hey, you ready Ms. Briggs isn't a fan of students being late. It's going to be hell to get in her classroom."

"Show me the way, Shay." I said moving to the side so she could go in front of me.

We started walking down the main hallway when she asked to see my schedule. "Well, English is the only honors class you have, and you're in History with me."

"Well at least I'll know someone in one of these classes."

"Yeah and history is also lunch period, so you can eat lunch with me and my friends." She said with a smile. "I mean I know I'm not the type of girl you usually hang around but…"

"And, how would you know that Shay?" I tried not to sound offended, but I know that's how it came out.

"I'm just saying I know about your past even though Principal Franklin tried to keep it from me when he asked me to show you around. Students talk just like principals. I recognized your name as soon as he said it. You're the same Sam Puckett that graffitied all your teacher's rooms saying exactly what you thought about them. That made you famous in schools every where."

I guess she does know about my past. I didn't know my little stunt would end up making me a legend. I did it because I was bored, and tired of my teachers' comments about me.

"But, I don't care. Everyone deserves a second chance."

"Okay, did all of you go to some damn convention in second chances or something?"

Carly laughed. "No, like I said earlier. I was the new girl once. Now my reputation wasn't as colorful as yours, but it made me believe in getting to know a person before deciding not to like them." I nodded at her words as she continued. "But, I can't speak for everyone else. You've made some powerfully enemies this morning."

"Well good thing I'm not here to make friends. I got plenty of those." I noticed what I said and felt a little guilty Carly had been nothing, but nice so far and I just kind of spat in her face. "No offense."

"Oh, I understand. Like I said I know I'm not the type of person you would normally hang with, but I figured you might like someone in your corner." She said as we continued to walk.

"Well, thanks for that." I said. She nodded and as we approached the classroom she grabbed my arm and slowed me down.

"I'm just going to fully warn you, Ms. Briggs and Mr. Howard, our history teacher, are the most hated teachers in the whole school."

"Then why the hell did Principal Franklin put me in her class?" I asked as we reached the classroom. "And, what the fuck is that God awful noise coming from inside that room."

"Well, Principal Franklin only saw honors English and how much you like it, but at least you have some pretty cool people in your class." She knocked on the door before walking into the classroom.

"Carly Shay what have I told you about interrupting my class in the middle of my bag-pipe lesson." Ms. Briggs fussed as we walked in

"I'm sorry Ms. Briggs, but you have a new student" Carly said handing Ms. Briggs my schedule.

"Ah, I see Samantha Puckett, huh?"

"It's Sam."

"Yeah, well whatever." Ms. Briggs stated handing me my schedule. "Class it seems I have yet another empty brain to fill. Ms. Samantha Puckett."

"Sam," I said looking at everyone else in the class.

"Well, take a seat Sam. You couldn't have come at a better time. I was just playing my rendition of Shania Twains 'Man I Feel Like a Women" Briggs said. "Carly get out."

I looked at the lady like she was crazy before looking back at Carly shaking my head no.

"Yes, ma'am," She said walking back towards the door. "I'll see you in history, Sam." She mouthed the words 'I am so sorry' before leaving.

"As for you Samantha, you can take a seat by…" She looked around the room. "Mr. Benson; Freddie wave your hand so Samantha here can find you." I recognized him as soon as she said his name.

"It's SAM!" I said earning a look from Ms. Briggs, which caused me to back off.

I walked back towards Freddie and sat next to him.

"We just keep running into each other like this." He said with a smirk.

"Small world..." I said taking out my notebook.

"I'm Freddie." He said holding out his hand for me to shake.

"Sam," I said shaking his hand.

"The same Sam Puckett that painted how her teacher was a dirty gank that was sleeping with the married principal on the wall of her classroom?" He asked seemingly amused.

"Guilty as charged, she told me that all I was going to be good at doing was screwing anything with a stick, so I thought I would return the favor." I answered.

"Well what do you know. Maybe this school year will be more interesting after all." He said.

"If Ms. Puckett and Mr. Benson are finished with their side conversation we can get back to our lesson." Briggs stated causing the whole class to turn and look at us.

When we stopped talking she prepped herself before wailing on her bag pipes. "You have got to be shitting me." I claimed causing Freddie to laugh.

"Welcome to Ridgeway." He said with his signature smirk.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed the second chapter. I know the first few chapters are the hardest to get through because it's all background, but the good stuff is coming. :) Review please.