[A/N: okay you asked for it! The next chapter xD GO SEDDIE! 3
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly...]
FREDDIE'S POV:
That was a weird dream... about me liking Sam? Pfft! That's just crazy. Me? Freddie Benson... likes Samantha Puckett? Ha! That's funny.
I laughed to myself as I got out of bed. I grabbed the change of clothes that my mum, yeah my mum does that, left on my bed and I walked to the bathroom to have a shower.
After getting changed and eating my mom's horrid, tasteless cereal. Yes she makes her own cereal... I know... weird. Well not really... this IS my mom we're talking about here. I walked to the Shay apartment. I sighed. Carly... she's going to be there.
For a strange reason, Carly's name doesn't make my heart jump or beat erratically like it used to. I shrugged and knocked twice on her door.
"It's open!" I heard Spencer yell, almost frantically. But before I could even place my hand on the brass handle, the door swang open and Carly ran out of the room. In the whole process, she managed to grab my wrist and drag me to the lobby with her.
"What was that about?" I asked as she let go of my hand and we walked outside of the lobby and waited for the bus to come and pick us up to go to school.
"Trust me, for your own good... you don't want to know." I lightly chuckled. Of course I didn't want to know, this was Spencer we were talking about here.
"Are you looking forward to going to school?" I asked awkwardly. Since when did I have that problem with Carly? She didn't answer, so I looked at her. She had her head turned towards me, slightly tilted, with her eyebrow raised and a hard yet emotionless expression spread across her pale face.
"Are you okay Freddie?" She asked as the school bus pulled up in front of Bushwell Plaza. I cocked an eyebrow at her. I studied her features carefully... they looked... different? It was almost like she had lost her natural glow, like she seemed... unattractive? Wow. That's just strange.
"I'm fine, why?" I asked happily.
"N-nothing..." She stuttered as she climbed onto the bus and headed for the middle section where Shane and Gibby sat. I sighed and followed suit.
Carly and I walked into school and walked to our lockers.
"So, what did Sam say yesterday when she apologized to you?" Carly said as I opened my locker. I froze and blushed. What did Sam tell her?
"I said nothing but 'sorry nub' and I punched his shoulder." I turned to my left and saw Sam leaning against the corner wall, with her arms crossed over her shoulders and a small smirk planted on her rosy lips. I wonder if they still had that sweet taste of strawberries... BAHH stop it right there! Stupid dream... And what the hell is up with that bright light behind her? It's annoying! It's practically showing more of that demon... with her dirty blonde hair that's cascading down her slender back, that is as soft as a feather, her ugly, lightly tanned round face and her plain crystal blue eyes that reminded me of the ocean... Oh what the heck! Ugh... It wasn't a dream... was it?
I realised I'd been staring too long. Carly was calling out my name and waving her hand in front of my eyes. I shook my head slightly and stared at Sam once again... when did she... look nice...?
"Hey Fredweird, you better stop staring before I give you a Texas wedgie." My eyes narrowed and her. I then turned to my locker pulled out a couple of books and walked away from both Carly and Sam.
As I walked away, I realised something... my 'dream' was real. I did like Samantha Puckett. Oh boy... I better keep this to myself, unless I want to be decapitated. But that means I have to act like I love Carly... Not hard, but defiantly not easy...
SAM'S POV:
Wow... did that really happen last night? I kissed Fredwardo Benson...? OH MY GOD! Shoot me now! What the hell is he going to think! What's he gonna tell everyone! What's he gonna tell- CARLY! Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, OH NO! What if he tells Carly? She'll... she'll... ARGH!
I felt a small amount of weight dropping on my legs. I removed the covers to see my rabid cat Frothy sitting on my legs staring at me.
I sat up and patted my lap. He instinctively (Big word...) crawled onto my lap.
"Hey Frothy, what ya have for brekkie?" I asked him sweetly. I knew he couldn't talk... But it always felt nice to talk to him. I mean I don't have anyone to talk to at home besides from him. Mom's always drunk or at the police station... or asleep, so I can't talk to her... and Melanie's at that rich boarding school of hers in New York. I can't just call her up to have a chat, what if she was busy? I know I have Carly, Spencer and Fred -Fred... The nub... It would be nice to have someone in your family who talks to you... let alone, knows that you exist.
Frothy meowed at me then jumped off my bed and headed toward the door, he then turned to look at me, as if signalling me to follow him.
I finished brushing my hair and pinning a few strands behind my ear. I then grabbed my red and black checkered back pack and walked to school.
On the way to school I got a phone call.
[A/N: Melanie, Bold. Sam, Italics.]
Hey Sam!
Ugh... Hi Mel...
I'm sorry Sam!
Huh? Why are you saying sorry?
I can make it next week... I can only get off in a months' time...
Oh... well... I guess I'll just see you in a months' time then?
Of course!
Well... bye.
Bye sis! Love you.
Err... Love you too...?
I heard the beeping sound, and then I hung up. Great, what was I supposed to tell Carly?
I arrived at school and I saw Freddie and Carly talking. Last night's events hit my like a tsunami yet again.
What the hell happened between Freddie and me? Do I like him? Okay... I can't deny it. I really do like him... But I'm not going to tell him! NOOOO way!
I heard Carly ask him what I said when I went to see him. I had to think of something!
"I said nothing but 'sorry nub' and I punched his shoulder." I said whilst leaning against the corner of the wall.
Both Carly and Freddie turned toward me. Carly said hi, but Freddie just stared. Did I have something on my face? Carly started to call out to him and wave her hand in front of his face. He then shook his head slightly and looked at me in disbelief. Uh... okay? This was the moment where I say something sarcastic and hurtful.
"Hey Fredweird, you better stop staring before I give you a Texas wedgie." I smirked and he glared at me. He turned to his locker, pulled out a couple of books and walked off.
I stood there stunned. He didn't say anything... Nothing at all... what did I do wrong?
I was furious, so I ran up to him and spun him around.
"What's your problem?" I demanded. He looked at me with fear in his eyes.
"N-nothing..." He stuttered. I took hold of his shoulders and shook him lightly.
"Then what the hell was that! Why'd you just ditch us?" I saw the sweat forming at the top of his brow and he gulped. His hand took hold of my elbow and he dragged me towards a quiet place.
"Look Sam, I-"Brrrrriiiiinnnnggggg!
"GET TO CLASS!" Great why did Pointy Boobs have to come now?
"Well... I'll see you in the next class..." Freddie said before walking off... What was he trying to say?
"PUCKETT!" I jumped and turned towards Ms Briggs
"What...?" She rolled her eyes and pulled out her bull horn.
"GET TO CLASS OR YOU GET DETENTION!" I winced and stuck my pinkie in my ear.
"Why don't you make me?" I really wasn't in the mood for school.
"See me in detention after school then!" I groaned.
"Fine... whatever... bye." With that I walked to my homeroom.
[A/N: Yay! I got it done!
Now to the important stuff...
What on earth was Freddie going to tell Sam? What will happen in the next chapter? Will I ever stop talking like this? PROBABLY NOT!
Tune in next time!
That's All Folks! =3]
