Chapter 1 folks! This is supposed to be the most normal day of her week , so just wait for things to get crazier lol The chapters will get longer as the fictional week goes by so, don't worry! XD

Disclaimer: I once owned a tv show, then I put it on my front pocket but I forgot and it went through a washing machine. Wait... that's what happened to my phone.

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Monday- Fleeing Instincts.

Stupid sun…it was finally Monday again and let's say that I was more than willing to skip classes. Carly would probably call me and break into my house if I did. I'd also look like a wuss, so I wore my best i-don't-care face, the first t-shirt I could grab, a random pair of jeans and was ready to go.

I never checked my watch, not that I have one but…so to speak. When I got to school I realized it was early. Not even Freddork was there, or he was hiding; which he'd normally do if I haven't molested his face last Friday and run away. Walked away…

Having nothing to do I went to the restroom, I had to make sure my face looked Sam-like (rough and powerful) and unaffected by the previous events. Then I realized what brilliant t-shirt I had "picked".

Church Pants, it said.

The only t-shirt that could make everything worse…

Stupid Carly and stupid day she decided it was tremendously funny that Freddie has church pants.

Then, I lost it. I'd usually like to slap Gibby or Freddie on moments like that but, for obvious reasons (Gibby hadn't arrived, I didn't wanna see Freddie ever again), I couldn't.

The bathroom stalls were perfect targets… I kicked their doors. Hard.

I may have screamed angrily as well, I'm not sure once something else caught my attention. Or even better, I caught her attention.

Suddenly, a girl leaves the last stall frightened. Sarah, head of the student's union.

Life is wonderful for those who aren't me.

"SAM?" she said half shocked, half frightened.

"Hey…Sarah." I said slowly as she looked at me, probably wondering why I had just attacked the stalls. "This bathroom suck."

Why,oh why couldn't I just run away at that moment? Why did I need to give her some sort of explanation?

"I know. We keep asking Principal Franklin for more money but he says we have to take it from our fund. I mean, we don't have enough money. One of the toilets in the boy's bathroom spills water when they flush, do you know how much it costs to-"

Normally, I'd just tell her the truth, I didn't give a chiz about our bathrooms, but I had nothing else to do, I still wanted to rip that t-shirt off, kill Benson and eat something so I just nodded until she was finished.

I somehow got out of Sarah's cage. As I walked rolling my eyes and sighing in annoyance I failed to realize the school was already full of people.

"Sam?" I heard someone calling. At least it was a feminine voice…

"Hey, Carls." I answered wondering if she somehow knew what happened and when the -Why haven't you told me that you were in love with Freddie? I thought I was your best friend- lecture was going to commence.

"Hey." she said softly, way too softly and lowered her eyes to my T-Shirt. Stupid t-shirt.

She blinked twice confusedly. She knew it. She totally knew it.

Men, I hate Freddie. Couldn't the boy just shut that mouth once in his life?

"So, how are you doing?" she continued.

Nice, Carly, just smooth. Never in our entire friendship had we greeted each other by saying:"how are you?", "how are you doing?" nor "What's new?" simply because they are the lamest greetings one could pronounce. That girl should just freak out already.

"Awful. I hate Mondays." I said before running- walking-to my first class, whichever it was.

I remember Carly calling after me, but I can always say I didn't hear anything.

-/-/-/-/

Turned out my first class was with Carly. Haha, of course.

"Why did you just ran awa-"

"I didn't run!" I shouted and her eyes widened, " I was just tired of standing."

"So you decided to go to class." she was setting a trap. Probably going to say I'd rather sit on the floor than inside a classroom.

"I won't pay any attention to it, anyway."

It just dawned on me that, from that moment on, the classrooms would be the safest places for me to be. My best friends being absolute prissy nerds wouldn't start talking to me, something that wouldn't happen in any other place on this universe, believe me.

Great, this is ALL Freddie's fault.

-/-/-/

It was lunch time, it would be my favorite part of day hadn't my friends been after me to talk about something I honestly didn't wanna talk about while having lunch, or ever.

Anyway, I walked into the cafeteria and there it was: the typical dilemma all ordinary dumb teenage girls had at least once on their pathetic lives. Where to sit?

Since when has my life become a frigging chick flick? Without the "she doesn't know he loves her" part.

I looked at Carly, sitting alone and looking anxiously at me, she'd definitely wanna talk about it.

Then, Freddie walked into the cafeteria.

Time stopped, yeah –just like in every movie when the guy and the girl first meet after the "first" kiss or whatever- and I had those…those…feelings all over again. We just stood there looking at each other like two idiots for…I don't know how long. That was until his eyes focused on something else, my t-shirt. Stupid, stupid t-shirt.

I woke up from the trance, and then fear washed over.

Wonderful. We've been pushing each other's buttons for 5 years and he was never able to win our fights and make me weak, obviously. The only moment when he was not trying to, is the same that made me break twice in three days (counting Saturday and Friday night as one time all together). I handed myself to the enemy, just like that.

Carly looked at him, then at me. He looked at her, then at me again and headed my direction.

I looked around searching for an escape; I saw the lunch line and went for it. If I grabbed the food quickly and ran-yes, ran- to the girl's bathroom, there was no way Frednub would enter there. What? I've never had a problem with eating in bathrooms. Or any other place.

I started grabbing the food madly and Freddie got in line after me.

"We gotta talk, Sam." he said nervously low.

"About? " I poker-faced him as I grabbed tons of tater tots.

"ABOUT ?" He was starting to freak out, I started to realize that maybe it wasn't a good idea to piss him off and make him shout what we should talk about.

Someone saved me, though.

"Sam?"

Sarah was also next to me in line.

"Oh…hey…Sarah." I said slowly as everyone kept walking.

"I've been thinking that since this morning-"

"Sam, we really need –"

"You're interrupting Sarah, Frednub! Didn't your mother teach you anything? " I spat at him

I turned to her again and she was sending him a death glare.

"She interrupted me!" he protested in the most Freddish way.

"You were sayin'?" I ignored him and silently thanked we were almost finishing picking our food.

"I was thinking that maybe you could help me with the restroom situation."

I wanted to scoff so badly. But the girl was helping me with my own situation so I muffled it with a cough.

"ME ?" then I shouted.

I had a feeling Freddie was laughing but I didn't turn to check it out.

"Yeah." she answered a bit taken aback," I mean, you host iCarly and a lot of people watch it. You can make them think about the problem."

"I…hum..I- "We had stopped walking because we were already out of the lunch line. I had to get out of there soon. I spotted the cafeteria doors then looked at her hopeful expression, " I'll…think about it. " I said slowly and went out of the cafeteria not knowing what her answer was and what Freddie and Carly were going to do.

-/-/-/-/-

I had a peaceful lunch - still had to throw some people off the bathroom but still…much better than Carly and/or Freddie blabbing about my sanity loss. Then, I headed to my next class fearlessly, which was something, giving that those said best friends would be in it.

I sat on the front row, yeah, ME. Only because I knew it was the best place to avoid any kind of conversation.

Freddie and Carly arrived right after me. They eyed me for a moment and sat on the front row as well, on my left.

For the first time in my life, I wished the teacher would start talking already.

Benson started opening his mouth but I turned my face and started looking to my right, hoping he wouldn't have the nerve to call me in front of Ms. Briggs.

I stood in that position for awhile until I realized that the guy on my left thought I was staring at him. Sure, he was crazily hot: buff, tanned, perfectly white teeth… I'd definitely care about his existence if I still cared about guys like him.

He didn't know that, though. So, he winked at me; with a creepy smile, by the way.

While I had the most hideous grimace on my face, wondering if I was just absently staring a hot-body psycho, the awful person we call a teacher decided to talk.

", I'm sure you and your boyfriend can talk later."

Me and my boyfriend ? Talking?

"But in my class I expect full attention."

"But I-" I was explaining myself again. TWICE in one day.

"Detention tomorrow. You too." She pointed at the creepingly handsome guy.

"I wasn't talking!" I screamed. I definitely didn't need to spend more time in school, where people could find me easily. Specially Benson, I'm sure he had AV club or whatever nubs do in school after classes.

" And I still don't like you! Does it mean I can stop looking at your face?" she answered like that and I felt like punching her and the entire world around me, specially the hot guy. No, specially-

" This is all YOUR fault! " I spat at Freddie.

"MY FAULT ?" he pointed at himself like a dork.

"Silence!"

-/-/-/-/-

The rest of the day was pretty normal. I avoided Carly and Freddie successfully and went back home.

That's where I'm now; just lying in my bed, thanking that this day is over. Fleeing my friends this week will get easier, I know it. The only problem will be iCarly… but I'll worry about it later.

That's it! So…did you like it? Totally hate it? Let me know! Just no flames, please.

BTW: Do you have an idea of something totally crazy that could happen during this week? Let me know! Maybe it can fit my ideas of what will happen in the fic!

PS: if you see any grammar, punctuation, spelling error that's really annoying you, let me know. I'll fix it :D (There will probably be errors once I'm writing this as fast as I can because I wanna finish before iLMM…)

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