iHave a Messed Up Life

Disclaimer (in a Scottish accent): No, I do not own iCarly!

Ch 2

iGo To New York City

Freddie Benson was packing for his little trip to New York City, he wanted to leave a couple of days early so he could have some time to rest at the hotel before the convention actually started. He could barely hold on to the excitement he built up. He had been looking forward to this for days now. Of course, he had recently found out that his mom had to make an emergency trip for work so she would not be able to go with him. She had been ranting to him for hours upon hours about the dangers of living alone in a random hotel in the middle of New York City. Freddie had tried to explain to his mom, with no avail, that the convention he was going to was at the hotel he was staying at. He was worried that his mom would not let him go, but he eventually was able to get her to relent by saying he would "always" have adult supervision with him. Freddie and his mom left the conversation at that. He knew how lucky he had it that he was able to go, and one small remark about "what he would do when he got there" would ruin his chances of going. At least I can get away from all of the psychotic dealings of my life, he thought happily to himself. A knock on the door brought him out of his train of thought. He opened the door to find Carly waiting for him.

"Hey Carly," he said happily, "What's up?"

"I just wanted to know if I could see you off to the airport."

"Yeah, that would be nice," he said, "Um, where's Sam?"

"I'm right here," said a voice coming from the hall way. Sam came next to Carly and was eating some bacon.

"What's up, nub?"

"Not much S-SAM! IS THAT MY HAM YOU'RE EATING?"

"Yeah," Sam said taking another bite of the ham, "What of it, dorkface?"

"You raided my fridge?" Freddie yelled.

"Yeah, what do expect, dork?" she said. "I raid Carly's fridge all the time. You don't come between Mama and food, Benson. Me raiding your fridge is no different than me raiding Carly's fridge."

"But I-You can't just-OH FORGET IT!" Freddie yelled putting his hands up in defeat and continued packing.

"When does your flight leave, Freddie?" Carly asked.

"In about 3 hours," Freddie replied, "My mom is coming to pick me up in about an hour to drop me off at the airport. I am almost finished with packing so I will have some time to spare while waiting for mom. Just go into the living room and make yourselves comfortable. I will be out in moment."

Freddie got done in about 10 minutes and brought his luggage into the living room. He, Sam, and Carly talked for a while about random stuff for a while. After that Freddie's mom came and she brought them to the airport. On the drive the three friends continued to talk about random things until they got to the airport.

"Bye, Freddie." Carly, Sam, and Freddies mom all said.

"Wait," said Carly, "I thought you said that your mom is coming with you?"

"Well," Freddie said nervously, "we had a change in plans."

"What!" Carly yelled, "Why didn't you tell us."

"I forgot," Freddie replied.

"Actually," Sam interrupted, "you said, and I quote, 'My mom is coming in about an hour to drop me off at the airport.'"

"Freddie," Carly asked with hurt in her eyes, "are you sure you aren't embarrassed by us?"

"What?" Freddie asked shocked, "I told you, it's not you, it's me." But between my mom, sometimes you, and Sam, my life is just a complete series of embarrassments! However, I am not telling you that, he thought to himself.

"Okay," Carly said, "You call us when you get there, alright?"

"I know," Freddie said, "I will miss you guys."

"We will miss you too," his mom said.

"Well," Sam said, "maybe not all of us."

"Sam," Carly wisper-yelled.

"Oh, Fredbag," Sam said, "I need you to pick someone up for me when you leave New York City. She is a family member of mine and she is going to be living with me from now on. Just pick her up at this address."

Freddie took the piece of paper and waved good bye to his friends and his mom.

"Who does he need to get?" Carly asked.

"My sister," Sam replied in utter disgust.

Freddie got onto the plane and it took off for New York City.