"A whole year?" asked Carly, desperately hoping to hear a "no".
Freddie nodded and looked over at Sam. She hadn't spoken or moved since he had told them that he might be leaving. "Sam?"
Sam didn't know what to do, so whilst avoiding looking at him or Carly, she sprinted upstairs.
"SAM?" Shouted Carly and Freddie in unison
"Well then…" Freddie began, with a sad look on his face, "I guess I have a lot to think about…"
"You sure do" Said Carly. And with that, Freddie left the Shay's apartment.
Sam had run up to the iCarly studio. She sat there in disbelief. As much as she loved to tease and torment Freddie, she knew deep down that he was one of her best friends…maybe even more…
She was angry at herself for what she had just done…she should've told him not to go…she should've told him that she would miss him…that…that she loves him.
Back downstairs, Carly sat on her sofa and contemplated the recent events that had just happened. She didn't want Freddie to leave, he was one of her best friends and if he did leave, she and Sam would miss him a lot, even if Sam wouldn't admit it. "Sam…Why had she run off like that?" Carly thought. Sam hated to show her emotions, even to the people closest to her. Carly was determined to find out exactly what was going on with Sam, so she headed upstairs in search of her.
"Sam?" said Carly as she opened the door to the iCarly Studio to find Sam sitting on the red beanbag staring into space with a solemn look on her face. Carly walked over to the green beanbag next to Sam and sat down.
"Oh…hey Carls." Responded Sam, still staring into space.
"So…Freddie's probably gonna leave…" Said Carly, trying to get Sam to reveal her thoughts.
"Yup…oh well…I could do without having the nub constantly being nubbish around here…"
"You know you don't mean that, Sam."
"I…Yeah, I know." There was a short silence before Sam spoke again "I just can't believe he might actually leave. I don't want to even think about it. As much as I hate to torment and tease him…he is one of my best friends. He's my best nub."
Another silence filled the room, but this time it was interrupted by strange noises coming from Spencer's room.
Carly ended the silence; "Freddie feels the same way about you, you know."
"What? He thinks I'm a nub? That boy is gonna get it today, I swear! I do-"
"No, Sam!" Carly interrupted "He likes you."
Sam's eyes widened, and Carly could've sworn she saw Sam blush, "Pah…no he doesn't…he love you, remember? And who said I like him! I hate the weirdo."
"Love me?" Carly laughed "Trust me, he got over that pathetic crush ages ago, and it's pretty obvious he likes you…and you like him. Don't even try to deny it."
Sam mumbled something incomprehensible and Carly smiled. But just as they were about to start laughing, the truth dawned on them, and they both remembered the events of that evening…and Freddie…and that he was probably going to leave them.
Sam Puckett NEVER cries, yet somehow a solitary tear trickled down her cheek as she thought about Freddie's impending departure. She knew she had to do something about it.