Disclaimer: Dan Schneider owns Icarly. Am I Dan Schneider? Nope.
Sam's POV
Carly and I drove up to Becky's Bridal shop in a shopping center nearby. My first reaction was to panic. The outside of the building was painted a light pink.
I could only imagine what the inside looked like. But Carly looked at it with a gigantic smile and took a sigh of happiness before she turned to me and dragged me into the store.
The store was slightly more bearable than I had imagined. There were still pink walls but there weren't any alarming amounts of glitter and little flying fairies shooting love arrows. It will be okay, it's only a few hours and the color kind of reminded me of fat cakes.
The wedding dresses were up front and the bridesmaids' dresses were all the way in the back. The store was a little large.
Carly went up to the desk and started talking to the lady at the counter and telling her that we were here for our appointment. I wasn't really paying attention; my mind had wandered to the night before. I had really enjoyed myself.
It was just Carly, Freddie, and I hanging out at the Shay's apartment, just like old times. I brought over the old seasons of Girly Cow Mandy had given me a while back.
We had all laughed our heads off reminiscing. We were truly outgrowing it and it was funny how it used to be one of our favorite shows. When it came to our favorite episode we took turns quoting it word for word.
It was so nice to escape from the wedding drama and Shane. For once I actually got to sit in the middle, and Freddie got so close to me that we were actually touching. And I let my guard down and simply told him I was 'too tired to push him away'.
At some points I caught Carly smiling at us but I didn't think it meant anything. And around 2 in the morning I started to drift off to sleep, and Freddie's chest was the closest thing to a pillow, so without much thinking I plopped my head on him and quickly fell asleep to the sound of Carly's voice saying, "You should just tell her…."
I was snapped back to reality at Carly's calling, "Sam, come on. This nice lady is ready to show us the selection she has to offer!" A tall, blonde woman who appeared to be in her early 20's smiled at me and extended her hand.
"Hello, Sam. My name is Taylor. I'm going to show you around and help you pick out your dress for your big day! I bet you're excited."
I took her hand and said, "Let's just get this over with."
Taylor seemed slightly taken aback, but put her smile on and led the way to the dresses. "Now this one here is very popular with the younger brides. It's not as lengthy or frilly so even klutz's should be just fine," she stated.
Carly laughed, "Well that might be good for Sam. What else do you have?" Taylor showed us around the store.
There seemed like millions of dresses; long ones, short ones, fluffy ones, sparkly ones, different colors of whites. But none of them seemed just right for Carly and me so we went on.
I began to lose interest and daydream. I thought about the ring I was getting right now, Freddie, everything I would need for the wedding, Freddie's eyes, ham, random dancing, decorations, new insults for Freddie, bacon, a venue, new ways to torture Freddie, a priest.
A light bulb seemed to go off in mine and Carly's head as we approached the next dress. "That's it! That's the one!" we screamed together as Carly pointed at the dress and I threw my hands up in the air. "It's perfect," she began, "You really like it too, Sam?"
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Um, the dress! Isn't that what you were excited about?"
I laughed. "No! I just thought of the perfect priest to do the wedding! Father McGurthy!"
Carly shrieked, "What?!? I thought you were over your obsession with the world's fattest priest!"
"Ha! Never!" I told her. Carly just laughed. "Well ok then. If it makes you happy, I'll get in touch with him. Now what do you actually think of this dress right here?" I examined it for the first time and was actually surprised to see it how pretty it was.
It was sequined and flowed out like a mermaid's tail. It had a v-neck and along the waistline was a big white bow that showed in the back.
"Wow, it actually looks really nice." I said astounded. Both Carly and Taylor smiled. "Glad to hear it. I have another appointment shortly and was wondering if you were ever going to find something you liked. Well come on! Try it on," The latter said.
She took the dress off the rack and handed it to me. I took it gracefully and Taylor led us to the dressing rooms.
They were big enough that a whale could try on a wedding dress in them. I smiled approvingly at the size and went in the first one, while Carly waited outside the door and Taylor went back to the front. "Just call me if you need help." Carly said.
I smirked, "I think I can manage to get my own clothes on, thanks." I heard a little chuckle and went to work.
Apparently, Carly was right to offer help. The dress had so many layers underneath it that I hadn't noticed before. I kept trying to figure out which body part went into which hole and ended up losing my balance and slamming into the walls over and over again.
I was now thankful for the large space. I had never really worn a dress before, maybe this was part of the problem. After fifteen minutes and countless shrieks from me I heard Carly again.
"Sam, are you sure you don't need any help with that dress?" she asked worriedly.
"No, no. I got it." I replied. Then I thought about it a little more and said, "Well ok, you can help."
She came in with a smirk on her face, "Told you so," she said under her breath. I pretended not to notice.
It turns out Carly was a lot better at the dress thing than me. She patiently explained where each body part went and I did as she was told. In no time my dress was on and I went to look in the mirror that was in the gigantic dressing room.
I had never felt more like a princess in my life. I stood open mouthed, staring at my reflection. Carly came up and smiled saying, "Wow, never knew you could pull off a dress. You should have tried one sooner." I blushed.
I didn't want to admit it, but I kind of liked being in the dress, but still I replied, "Well, you better not get used to it. This is a onetime thing."
"Well I'm taking it off now. I can manage by myself." I said and she left the dressing room waving her hand back behind her saying, "I know you can." I had a much easier time taking it off and slipped my usual, worn down clothes back on. I emerged from the dressing room and found Carly smiling happily.
She took one look at me and stated "My turn," with a devilish look in her eyes.
I shook my head frantically. "No! I wanna go home," I demanded and pouted like a baby.
"Relax, Sam. This is going to take 2 minutes, tops. Then we can go back to my place. I just have one question. What color do you want my bridesmaid's dress to be? It is your wedding."
I shrugged my shoulders and verbalized "I don't know. Purple? But Carly I think that…" I never got to finish my sentence. Carly had zoomed off in the direction of the bridesmaids dresses. "it will take longer than that," I finished lamely to the air.
I took a seat outside the dressing room and watched as Carly buzzed around like a crazed bumblebee. I saw a flash of purple, heard a squeal, and found Carly in front of me holding up a beautifully sequined purple dress that cut in the front to an inner layer with lace on it and flowed out so it was big and puffy and ended just under her knees.
The whole process lasted about ninety seconds.
"Do you like it? I love the sequins and I think it will go with your dress nicely. I knew as soon as I saw it that it was the one I wanted." She said the last part like this was her baby she had given birth to at last. I smiled at her. "It's perfect Carls, and now we can get out of here."
We went up to the cash register and found Taylor there lazily waiting for us. She gave a sigh of relief and rung us up. I pulled out a big wad of cash and handed it to her.
"That's a lot of money to just carry around, Sam," Carly was saying as we left the store. "Huh? Oh yeah, don't worry about it. It's Shane's money. He won't miss it." I replied offhandedly. She rolled her eyes, and exasperatedly said "Did he know you had it?"
"Pfft. No. But it is the least he can do for me after what he's put me through." Carly looked at me through the corner of her eye like she felt bad for me, but didn't say another word.
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I was sitting on the Shay's couch eating a pound of bacon and watching an MMA fight and Carly was in the kitchen making dinner. All of a sudden there was a knock at the door and Carly said, "Come in." Freddie opened the door and him and Shane came in.
Freddie's hands were in his pockets but Shane was holding a little box. Shane came over to me. "I got something for you." He remarked in a babyish tone.
Carly left the dinner on the stove and came to watch us. Freddie put one eyebrow up like he always did, shrugged, and set himself on the couch next to Carly.
Shane caught his eye and then looked back at me with a grin. Then he just thrust the ring in to my hands and muttered, "Here." Tentatively I grabbed the box from his hands. I opened the sleek blue case slowly and opened up to find….
I gasped. It was the ring. I think Shane was waiting for me to kiss him excitedly but I flung my face to the couch and my hair brushed his lips. I stared into Freddie's eyes looking for some kind of explanation for this. His brown eyes were soft and full of caring.
There was something else there too, but I couldn't quite place it. Humility? Concern? Love? I knew this was all him. There was no other explanation. He had found the ring and picked it out for me. My ring.
I don't know how long we just looked at each other until a big mass of body moved in front of me. Shane was there moving his hand in front of my face. I shot my face back and shook it, knocking myself out of this daze. "I'm sorry. I love it, Shane. Thank you."
He bent down and kissed me on my lips. I didn't even close my eyes. I just let him kiss me and looked at Freddie and Carly and rolled my eyes. The whole thing must have looked awkward to an outsider as I was just standing there like a doll and he was getting into it. But to the four of us, this was normal. No one thought anything of it.
He pulled away. "I'm glad you liked it, honey."
"Well, yeah, it is perfect. At least you didn't let some dork over there pick it out."
Shane stuttered. "Oh, uh, yeah. I always knew what you wanted." Freddie just gritted his teeth.
"Man, all this wedding stuff is making Mama hungry." I said looking at Shane and silently demanding him to feed me. He caught my drift. "Carly, do you have dinner ready?" he asked her. Realization shot across her face.
"Oh my gosh!" She stood up, ignoring his question, and ran into the kitchen. One by one we all followed her with our eyes, Freddie first, and our mouths dropped open. The whole stove had burst into flames and our food with it.
No one moved. I groaned and went over to Freddie and elbowed him in the stomach. He winced in pain and I shouted. "Don't just stand there! Call the fire department, Freddork!"
A/N: haha the things that go through Sam's head :D Well thanks for reading :) Reviews are always welcome.
