So...I'm not sure I like this chapter so I would love to here your opinions


Freddie was freaking out. He had been freaking out the situation the whole of last night. Why the hell had he nearly kissed Sam? He didn't remotely like Sam. Even on a good day he could just about tolerate her. Knowing her, she had probably told Carly about the whole thing and now he would never have a shot with her again. AGH! Damn his teenage hormones. Now he would have to avoid both girls for eternity. Or at least until the next iCarly.

Throughout the day at school he successfully managed to steer clear of both Sam and Carly until lunchtime when Puckett jumped on top of him as if from no where.

"What the fudge Freddweeb?! Where have you been all day?" she said letting go and jumping off of his back.

"Around? I have to go. I'm having lunch with Shane." He needed to get away from her.

"Are you avoiding me?"

"No." but there was a slight quiver in his voice which told Sam otherwise.

"Is it because we nearly kissed?"

Freddie looked around the hallway before dragging Sam to a deserted area and backing her against some lockers. "Oh yeah, say it louder Sam, I don't think the other side of the school heard you."

"What you embarrassed?" Sam was slightly bummed. She couldn't help thinking about kissing the nerd again all night and it was driving her crazy. Now, she finds out that he would be embarrassed to let people even know about the near kiss. She pushed his arm holding her against the lockers away and sneered. He wasn't going to know how much she had been thinking about it.

"I just don't want Carly to find out."

"Why?" There was another twinge in Sam's gut but she put it down to not having eaten her second lunch yet.

"Because I don't want her to think I don't like her anymore. Then I'd have no chance with her." Freddie hoped that the girl next to him hadn't read too much into it. He had just temporarily lost his mind. It couldn't be helped.

"Your never going to have a chance with her again."

Freddie started walking away. "I hate you Puckett."

"Hate you too," Sam replied all of a sudden feeling quite bad for the boy. "Don't worry, I haven't told Carly. You need to cool your beans Benson. So we nearly kissed. It didn't mean anything."

"Exactly, and we're going to keep it that way." Freddie was now a good twenty feet away.

"Hey Fredderly? Sam said making the boy turn back to face her.

There was only one reason why she did what she did next. Sam figured that if she could just stop thinking about kissing Freddie it would be okay and everything would go back to being normal. So she ran up to the boy, gave him Scott and kissed him square on the lips before making her exit.

Freddie just stood on the spot wondering what the chiz had happened.


Sam on the other hand was in mind-overdrive. What the hell was that? Why the chiz had she kissed him. Why the hell had she liked it? What the chiz was she going to do now? She was glad she bumped into Gibby when she did and literally begged him to let her use his punch-bag to let off a little steam.

But it didn't help. By the time that she arrived at Carly's her hair was a mess and she was in no mood to talk to anyone. She sat on the couch watching television not saying a word. Carly was worried. Sam wasn't really the silent type.

"Hey Carly, I just need to sort out the-" Freddie had just walked into the Shay's apartment and took in the scene. To be precise, he took in a certain Puckett girl sitting on the couch. He knew Sam was always around at the Shay's, but for some reason he hadn't expected her to be there. "What is she doing here?"

"She is my best friend. Did you guys have another fight? Sam's been acting all weird since she got here." Carly knew she was prying but she wanted to know what had got into Sam.

"Just keep her away from me and I'll be fine." Freddie said in a heightened voice making sure the girl on the couch could hear.

Sam was in no mood to deal with Freddie. "No problem Benson. Just run along and fix your little computer."

Freddie wasn't backing down though. She was the one that had violated him. The fact that he had kind of enjoyed it for a second didn't mean anything. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

Sam's face remained cold. "I'm bored with you. Leave."

Freddie was in full argument mode. "YOU KISSED ME. I HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE ANGRY! WHY ARE YOU MAD AT ME!?"

Sam had a sneaky suspicion as to why she was angry at the boy but she wasn't going to admit it to herself just yet.

Freddie was getting impatient. "WELL?"

The expectant look on Freddie's face was just a step too far for the girl and she drew her arm back and punched him directly on the nose. Freddie went down with a comical thug as Carly rushed to his side, looking at Sam as though she had just murdered him.

"Right, well, I'll be off now…" Sam trailed off as she got out of the apartment as quickly as possible. Slamming the door shut she leaned against it before sliding down. She was shaking a little.

Realisation crashed into her like a ton of bricks.

She liked Fredward Benson.

She was most definitely in deep chiz.


Okay I know this is totally rushed and short and not that great of a chapter, but I tried to keep it as true to the characters as possible. And the fact that I want to finish this story ASAP as the next term of school (I'm British so term=semester) starts on Monday, and it will be exam season blah blah blah…

Apologies for no funny stuff, I just didn't know where to put it in this chapter.

Hope y'all still stick with the story though.

So tell me what you think?

I get the whole kiss moment totally wrong?

DDF

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