Nope. I do not own iCarly. Yes. It is still in Sam's point of view.
"Get off me Sam you're suffocating me with your hair!" Freddie choked out.
"Well dork don't get in my way, can't you tell I'm in a hurry or are you too busy trying to get home for your tick bath." I get off the geek and extend a hand to help him. He looks at my hand unsure of my intensions but then decides to trust me. Since I am in such a hurry, I decide not to do anything mischievous and simply help him onto his feet. "Well bye dork," I say and sprint towards the lobby door. As I am running towards home, I hear feet patter behind me and then see a figure appear beside me. "What do you want Fredward?"
"Well since Carly," Freddie began but I interrupted.
"Stop right there loser. I don't want to hear anything about your undying love for Carly because as I've told you so many times she will never love you."
"Well Sam, as I've told you so many times this year, my crush on Carly is so beyond over," Freddie bluntly said as he rolled his eyes. "So, before you rudely interrupted, what I was saying was since Carly will be flirting with Jake all night and the rest of our friends will either be trying to find a new year's kiss or drink their weight in non-alcoholic champagne we will be stuck hanging out together. Therefore, I suggest we go ahead and call a truce now so things will run as smoothly as possibly tonight; however, I don't expect too much, you know with you having no social skills and all."
"Sorry Freddork. You are all on your own tonight. I have been unfairly grounded so the only one stealing your snacks tonight will be Gibby and hey you've got a better chance kissing him than me," I teased. I could not help but notice the slight disappointment on his face but it quickly returned to normal.
"Well at least Gibby won't punch me when I refuse to give him my ham and crackers or step on my foot doing one of his crazy dance moves. Anyway who said anything about kissing you?" Freddie retorted and grimaced as he said the latter part.
Surprisingly he ran with me all the way home and then turned and ran back to his building after giving me a simple "later". As I walked into my house, I could not help but feel a little bit bad for the dweeb. After a few rounds of required insults we would probably actually end up having a good time. I mean, I hadn't even realized he had actually planed on spending time at the party with…me. I guess since the three of us stick pretty close together at parties it would make sense for the other two to hang out when one has a date. And when he is not going on and on about Carly and nerdy stuff I don't care about he can actually be pretty fun to hang out with. Now that I think about it, he really hasn't been blabbing on about Carly. In fact, whenever I pick at him about her he just shrugs it off and I don't catch him drooling over her in class anymore. Why hadn't I noticed this stuff before? Why am I now even more upset that I have to miss the party?
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