I forgot to mention that Chapter 1 was a prolouge. Oh, and heres the disclaimer. I do not own iCarly...But I will o_O Anyways, I'm going to clear things up a bit for ou guys. In iWanna Stay With Spencer, Freddie hasn't hit puberty yet, but in my story I wanted them to be a bit older. So imagine that they were sixteen when Carly left, and they are now seventeen. Also, iKiss, iTwins, iSaved Your Life, iThink They Kissed and other episodes from season 2 and season 3 already happened. Okay, onward with the story. Enjoy :)

Chapter 2: Malls, Music, and More (Month 3)

FREDDIE POV

"How about this?" I asked, standing in front of my full length mirror, and holding a black stripped polo shirt in front of me.

I heard Sam groan. "Dude, you're such a girl!" She sat up and raised her left eyebrow. "But yeah, I like that one."

"I thought you hated stirpes, though."

Her eye twitched for a second before she spoke. "I do. But I hate certain things for certin reasons. For instance, I hate when anyone wears stripes. But not with me. Because stripes look awesome on me." She said smiling.

I smirked at her reflection and walked to my restroom to change. It's been three months since Carly Shay left Seattle, and things have been...good? Sam and I both agreed that even though we miss her wwith all our heart, there's no use moping about it. We still texted her, and even ran a couple iCarly episodes via sattelite. (Sam loves saying 'Via') Today we're going to the mall, because aparently I needed to 'Update my nubby wardrobe.' Why is Sam Puckett in my room on my bed? Why are we going to the mall together? Because we're friends. Yes, actual friends. Even if she won't admit it. She spends the night at my place at least three times a week, and we both visit Spencer every day. I walked out of the restroom to find Sam on my laptop.

"Hey, you might try asking for my permission before you use my personal items." I grumbled, walking over and sitting next to her.

"I could, but I choose not to." She stated, "Now shut up and watch this. It's disgusting!" She said happily.

My eyes grew wide as I foundd myself facing a...a.."What the hell is that?"

Sam beamed, eyes not leaving the screen. "I don't know, but isn't it awesome!"

I closed my eyes, but could't refrain from squinting at it, then shutting my eyes closed again. "That's just wrong. How do you find this enjoyable?" I murmured, clutching my stomach. I felt sick.

She flopped on her back and grinned at me. "How can you not? Now hurry up. You take forever to get ready."

"I like to look presentable, alright?"

"Psh, trust me, Freddie, no one's lookin'." Sam said bluntly with her classic bored expression, then her eyes popped open and she clicked something on my computer. "Ooooh, Freddie's playlists!" My breath caught. "Let's see here..."

"Don't make fun of my music..." I said quickly defending myself, but I didn't hear her laughing.

"Dude, your playlist is boss! It's almost as good as mine. Mama's proud!" She said beaming, and gave me a punch on the shoulder. Ouch.

I smirked. "Really?"

"Shoosh yeah! You got a good variety. The Beatles, Daft Punk, Animal Collective, Kimya Dawson, Metallica...It's like every genre." She says, scrolling down. "Who's AM? Never heard of 'em."

My heart beat quikened as she was about to press my most played song. I grabed her hand and Sam shoots me a funny look. "Uhm, uh, we should really get going." I spoke quickly, pulling her up off of my bed and closing my laptop, making sure to set the password.

At the mall, we literally go to every store, just for the hell of it. Sam picked out five graphic t-shirts that I actually liked.

"Mama's got great taste." She says happily. "Now, we have to go to Mike's Music Store. It's Sammie's turn to do a lil' shopping."

I rolled my eyes as we made our way to the music store. We walked in and Sam inhaled deeply. "I love the smell of acoustics in the morning" She greeted Mike and headed over to a small corner at the back of the store, with a small case and stool. Sam took a key out of her pocket and unlocks the case, revealing a very handsome mid night blue starcaster. She settled herself on the stool as she pluged in the guitar to the amplifier.

"I didn't know you could play guitar." I said sitting at the piano bench near by.

"Been playin' for about three years. Piano for six." She stated proudly, pulling a pick out of her hair. I don't question moments like these.

I had no idea Sam could play an instrument. "Imressive. Play something."

She raised her eyebrow and begins playing a song that sounds good enough to be recorded.

"You're really good!" I said to her, and I meant it. "What song is that?"

"I wrote it." She said, her face flushed from numerous times of head banging. She looked the most happy I've ever seen her. "This is my favorite guitar. Mike's been keeping it on hold for over a year. I've been saving up for it...Just $990 more to go." She sighed then, unplugging the guitar and putting it safely in it's case.

I watched her snap the case closed and she looked at me. "I gotta get going, Benson. I have to meet my mom at the clinic today."

"You want a ride?" I asked, as we waved to Mike and left the store.

"Na." That was odd. She usual always says yes. It was just routine. Why didn't she say yes?

"No?" I asked, just to make sure I hadn't heard wrong.

She nodded.

"Yes?"

She shook her head. "No. I don't wanna a ride today."

"Oh...Okay. Well, I'll see you tomorrow?"

Sam nodded. "Yep. See ya later, Benson."

I waved as I got into my car and watched her leave, hands in her pocket. I stayed there for a good five minutes untill I headed home. When I got to my house, I walked over to my laptop. And entered my password. P r i n c e s s P u c k e t t. Then, clicked the song that I listened to at least once a day. I fell alseep with the music surrounding me. 'I keep Running Away, even from the good things...' Did I mention that I think there's a good chance I have a crush on Sam Puckett?

AN: Well, there's ch 2. If you don't know who AM is, it's the band that wrote Runing Away, the song that played when Freddie and Sam had their first kiss together. I think this chapter was a bit rushed, so tell me what you think. Happy writing :) SimplyJeanette