I was going to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I was going to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I was going to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I was going to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I was going to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I was going to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I was going to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I was going to homecoming with Freddie Benson

That's all I could think for the rest of iCarly, which, thankfully, was only about ten more minutes.

Right after we said our goodbyes and Freddie said "Clear" everyone turned to look at me. They knew I didn't want to show iCarly viewers my anger.

"So… "I began, "I was wondering… WHY THE HELL DID FREDDIE GE T SO MANY VOTES? AND DO I ACTUALLY HAVE TO GO WITH HIM?" Carly's face said 'uh oh, Sam said the 'h' word,' Gibby was playing with his belly button and Freddie was looking at the ceiling, his neck arched.

"I don't know Sam" said Carly.

"Freddie?" I demanded.

"Oh please, you don't think I tampered with the votes do you? You honestly think I would mess up the votes to go with you?"

Ouch. That hurt. It shouldn't, but it did.

"Well I don't know, did you?" I could hear myself screaming, but it seemed to be an out-of-body experience.

"NO! I didn't! Happy?"

"Not particularly" we all stood in an awkward silence for a minute before I asked.

"Then why would Freddie get so many votes? Am I being punked? Why would iCarly viewers send us together?"

Carly was biting her lip and looking to the left. Meaning, she was thinking something she didn't want to say out loud.

"What is it, Shay?"

Instead of protesting she said in a tiny voice, "maybe they thought you two make a cute couple."

"I know I think so" Gibby said.

"AGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I lost it and threw myself on Gibby. I started to bit him and punch his stomach. I wanted to inflict as much pain as I could. Carly and Freddie had to pull me off.

Gibby stared at me and just walked out of the room. He was so used to being attacked now it didn't faze his very much. I think Freddie had an inkling I would come for him next because he left the room shortly after Gibby.

Carly and I were alone in the iCarly studio and she gave me the weirdest look I've ever seen. It was some pity and some worry. Some excitement and something I couldn't understand, some look like she knows something I don't.

"So…" she said. Her foot was tracing an invisible pattern on the floor and she wouldn't make eye contact with me. "I guess we should go dress shopping sometime…"

My body froze. I began to have convulsions in my shoulder.

I have to wear a dress to go to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I have to wear a dress to go to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I have to wear a dress to go to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I have to wear a dress to go to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I have to wear a dress to go to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I have to wear a dress to go to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I have to wear a dress to go to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I have to wear a dress to go to homecoming with Freddie Benson
I have to wear a dress to go to homecoming with Freddie Benson

What was wrong with the world?

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The next day after school Carly and I went to the mall. Normally I would have secretly enjoyed this. I mean, I'm TOTALLY not a girly girl but every once and a while it's nice to feel pretty. But today the prospect of going through all this for Freddie was making me sick.

The thing was, I wasn't feeling sick the way I should (the' I want to puke on his face way'), I was feeling nervous, Like butterflies in my stomach nervous. I kept telling myself I wasn't nervous I was upset but I couldn't convince myself. Carly actually asked if I was nervous but I told her no, just angry.

So she dragged me to thirteen, (yes, thirteen, I counted) stores to try on dresses. Some of them looked really good on me, but Carly said I had to find 'the one'. I thought that was stupid. Carly had found a pretty short yellow dress that suited her personality perfectly. Finally, we walked towards out FOURTEENTH effing store.

It was a shore that I wouldn't be caught dead in. EVER. But Carly forced me to go inside. It was one of those stores that fancy New York companies distributed directly too. I was one hundred percent positive I wouldn't find anything I would ever wear in here. But that was before I saw it.

That dress.

The blue one.

The sparkly one.

My dress.

Carly took one looked at me and the dress and knew I had to have it. I swear, sometimes I think that girl can read my mind. She marched over to the saleswomen and asked if they had it in my size. She said no.

She said no.

She couldn't have said no.

Why did she say no?

I plopped down on the floor and stared at it. The women gave me a fearful look, she must have thought I was about to have a meltdown or something. Carly gave her a 'you better find that dress in that size or else' look. She said "let me go look one more time."

Carly came up and petted my head. I bet she thought I was going to have a meltdown too. Five minutes later the women came back carrying a dress bag. "It was the very last one we had" she said. My eyes lit up like a kids on Christmas. I went into the changing room to try it on. Carly stood outside my door and read the description on the bag.

"'Simple, but always ready for a party, this sparkling cocktail dress is ideal for those who want a simple shape that says a lot. The scoop neck and cap sleeves are easy to wear, and you'll need few accessories as this dress is decked out in sequins. The dress hugs the body and has a mini hemline that adds immense sex appeal.' Immense sex appeal? Huh, are you trying to say something, Sam?"

"Ha-ha" I laughed sarcastically. But I couldn't really focus on Carly. This was what Carly meant when she said 'the one'. The dress fit me perfectly. It hugged my curves but wasn't skin tight. It came up to a good part on my legs. It was a dark blue color that made my skin look good. My long curly blond hair fell around it.

Freddie's gonna love it I thought, involuntarily. I slammed my hand to my face, making a rather loud smacking noise.

"Sam…?" Carly said, worried. "Did you hit something? Be careful with the dress. If you don't like it and you hurt it you'll have to buy it. And this dress isn't cheap."

I thought of the price for the first time. It was $176.00. I couldn't afford that, I started to take it off, heartbroken.

"Sam! Let me see it first!"

I walked outside. Carly looked at me for all of one second and said, "We're buying it. You can pay me back later."

I was overjoyed. I took three steps forward and hugged my best friend.

I thanked her and concluded I was being way to overly emotional these days.

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Hey! You guys liking it so far? Thank you so much for reviewing or favoriting. It means the world to me. so do you think I should do the next chapter (which will be the start of homecoming) as Sam's p.o.v (point of view) or Freddie's? I'm not sure yet. Let me know what you think. Lol watch for next chapter, it should be up in a few days or something. Thanks, Lilly (:

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p.s. that link was what I wanted Sam's dress to look like;)