LUCKY
disclaimer: I no own iCarly.
A/n: Hey-lo people of fanfiction! It'the Mad Purple here! I'm sorry if I hadn't updated for a while, but I am back! I hope you like this chappy! This takes place after chapter 4, after Sam and Freddie's phone conversation. Same day. And we're going back to Sam's point of view.
WARNING: Cheeeeeseeeness alert! At the end part of the chapter!
WARNING: Sam could get a lot OOC in this chapter, also in the end part!
Anyway, on to the story!
Chapter 7: Our New Place
[Back to Sam's point of view]
"The zoo is now closed, please come back tomorrow." A dude said on intercom for the third time. I think he can see me.
I just don't want to leave yet. They started to turn off the lights, except where the animals are. I sighed and just ignored it, again.
I'm not leaving. I don't care if I get locked here. The penguins make me less sad. If I get home, there are lots of problems and drama waiting for me. And I'm not in the mood – and I think I'll never be in the mood – of dealing with those.
I lost my best friend. The guy I love is dating a bruha. My mom's nowhere to be found.
Sigh.
This is nice. Note the sarcasm!
"Uh, miss, the zoo is closed." A dude in a blue jumpsuit approached me.
"I know. You told me a million times." I said, not taking my eyes off the penguins. There were sliding on a rock.
"Then why are you still here?" he asked, trying not to yell. I could tell he's angry now. Eh, I like getting people angry.
"'Cause I don't want to leave yet! Now leave me alone!" I yelled, this dude is so annoying.
"But you're not allowed here anymore!" he yelled.
"Your face is not allowed here anymore! And by here, I mean Earth!"
"Miss, I'm asking you nicely to leave. But if you don't get your butt off that bench I'll drag you out." I laughed. This dude thinks he could make me leave. No one can drag me anywhere.
"Try me." I said with my face straight. If this dude touch me, I swear he will never see clearly the sun shining again.
The man try to get my arm but I swatted it away. "Don't you dare touch me." I said threateningly as I narrowed my eyes to him.
"Then get out of here!" he grabbed my wrist and pulled me up. That's where I draw the line. Didn't I tell him not to touch me? I kneed him on the you-know-where and punched him in the face.
"I told you not to touch me!" I yelled and ran. The penguins are getting sleepy anyway, so it's kinda boring now.
"Hey! Get back here!" he said, clutching his… gross! And the other hand clutching his right eye where I punched him.
Wait, I thought he wanted me to leave? And now he wants me to get back? This dude really need to make up his mind.
"You're not allowed to get back in this zoo, ever again!" he yelled as I kept running while he tried to run and followed me, but with the thing I caused him, I'm so sure I'll never get caught.
Soon, I reached the gates and saw a security guard doing something on his clip board.
"Hey! Get that kid!" the jumpsuit guy said on the guard. "Don't let her get away!" The guard threw his clip board and ran after me.
Shoot.
"Why are we running?" The guard asked the jumpsuit dude.
"She did this to me!" he yelled. I chuckled. Stupid weirdoes. I exited the zoo and ran towards a bus.
I panted as I took a seat. I think I'm banned from the zoo.
Oh well. wait… aww, I won't get to see the penguins anymore!
Sigh.
I slumped back on my seat and looked through the window.
Anyway, after 3 complains from irritating people – they complained on why they can't take the seat beside me, I said, they can't sit beside me, and you know why – and 14 texts from Freddork,- I don't want to reply on any of it – I finally reached my destination.
The Bushwell Plaza.
No, I'm not going to that witch's loft, and also not Freddie's.
I'm also not going to the most cliché and cheesiest place of my life (the fire escape).
I used to elevator instead of 32 flights of stairs.
What do you expect?
Soon, the door moved up and a cold wind blew my hair back.
The Bushwell rooftop.
What is up with me and rooftops?
Anyway, moving on.
I've been here once. The time I got into a fight with Carly when we met Fleck and Dave. And now, here I am again. And look, I'm currently on a fight with Carly.
Sigh.
I noticed that I've sighing a lot of times.
It was dark. The sun had set while I was on the bus ride. The only source of light are from the billboard across the building and the glowing words that says 'BUSHWELL'.
I walked around the roof and sat at the borderline of the roof and looked at the amazing Seattle. The wind blew hard.
I'm here to think.
Yeah, I know what you're thinking. It's dramatic and cliché thing to do. And very un-Sam. But I can't help it.
I looked down to see what's going on in the city. Thanks to the lampposts, I can see a lot. There's a hobo running with a bottle on his hand and a drunk man running after him. Across the street, there's a house and a pizza delivery guy knocks. The door opened and 2 men came out. The older one stayed at the door, while the other younger looking guy went beside the pizza guy.
They were talking and talking and the older guy looked confused and they started yelling. While the other guy opened the pizza box and took the pizza. All of it and ate it all, the pizza guy not realizing his pizza is already gone. Then, after a while, the pizza guy showed the older guy the box of pizza and opened it. I think the older guy said, "See? There's nothing!" and the pizza guy look dumbfounded. I think he apologized 'cause he kind of bowed and then he walked away. The younger dude was licking his fingers, and the older guy suddenly scolded him. Maybe because he didn't save some for him. And then the older guy just shook his head and they both walked in the house.
Well, that was weird.
"Well, that was weird." Freddie said, echoing my thoughts.
Wait, Freddie? I turned to my left and saw Freddie sitting a few meters away from me.
"Freddie?" I called. He almost jumped in surprise and looked back at me.
"Sam?"
"What are you doing here?" we asked in unison. We both laughed. He stood up and walked towards me and sat beside me.
I squealed inside. Shh! Don't judge!
"Carly?" we asked in unison. We laughed again.
"So, what did she do this time?" I asked him. He sighed.
"It's not something she did. It's something I did, and something she wanted me to do." He informed me.
"Okay…? Please elaborate." I said.
"Well, remember after class when I called you when you were at the zoo?"
"Yeah?"
"You know that I was supposed to meet Carly at the GS," I nodded. "Well, she got mad at me for taking so long." I laughed.
Well, what am I supposed to do? I'm Sam anyway.
"Quit laughing!" he scolded. I obeyed him quickly, but I was still chuckling. Hey, chuckling is different from laughing. Right…?
"She yelled at you, didn't she?" he nodded. "Oh, your love life really sucks. I don't understand why keep up with her." I said, putting a hand over his shoulder. I felt a jolt of electricity, but I ignored it. I'm used to it anyway. "If I were you, I won't give a second thought on breaking up with her."
"That's the thing. I'm having this dilemma. If I'm going to break up with her or not. But I love her so much to break up with her, Sam. It'll hurt too much for me."
I froze.
I know I've heard him say this before.
But this time, this hurt me a couple of billion times.
This stabbed me. On the heart. Duh.
Hearing the love of your life, saying that he's really in love with a witch.
"So…" I croaked. I swallowed so I could speak better. "What are you gonna do." I said, trying not to burst in tears. I swear if I utter another word, I'm going to cry.
"I don't know. I don't want to break up with her, but she's acting such a bitch!" he exclaimed. Well, that statement cracked me up. I started laughing, hiding myself from tears.
"I can't believe you just swore and called your girlfriend that." I said between my laughs.
Thanks so much for that statement, I don't feel like crying anymore!
"Well, it is true. Why deny it."
"What was it? She wanted you to do, I mean" I asked, curiously.
"Oh, that? She wanted me to make a demo for her."
"What?" I asked, astonished. "What for?"
"I don't know. She said, she just needed one."
"For what?"
"I don't know."
"You didn't asked her why?"
"Nope."
Stupid.
"Stupid." I mumbled my thoughts.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing." I said quickly.
"How about you?" he asked. "Why are you here?"
"Well, the zoo closed. They kicked me out. Maybe forever." I said.
"What?" he yelled. "Don't tell me you get banned from yet another place."
"I just said it." I smirked.
"Oh, Sam!" he exclaimed. "Why?"
"Well, the guards announced that the zoo was already closed, but I still didn't go – I still don't want to – they announced it like 3 times, then he soon approached me to get out. And I told him that I won't leave. He tried to grab and drag me out, but swatted his hand away, and I told him to never dare touch me again, but he grabbed my wrist again. So, I kneed him and punch him across the face and ran." I smiled.
"Sam. Why'd you do that?" he said, on that voice he always use whenever I get in trouble.
"Because he was annoying!"
"Then, why didn't you just leave when they announced that they were closed in the first place?"
"I told you, I don't want to leave yet. And now, here I am." Freddie sighed.
"You still upset about Carly?"
Well, yes. Partly her, and partly you. But of course I can't say that. I just nodded. He sighed again.
"Look. I'm sorry. I'm—"
"Don't say sorry Freddie." I interrupted. "It's not your fault." I said. Which Is true. On any either way he meant it. It's not his fault about Carly and it's not his fault about him – it's mine.
He sighed.
I sighed.
"You okay?" he asked. I nodded.
"You?" I asked.
"Yeah." He nodded. He looked at me. I could see it in the corner of my eye. "Hey." He called.
I looked at him. My eyes caught his chocolate brown ones.
I am melting.
"It's going to be okay." He smiled at me.
Okay, could someone mop melted-me.
I smiled back at him, trying not to make it too big.
"Thanks." I said.
Then the weirdest yet joyous thing happened.
He gently placed an arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him. My head automatically falls on him shoulder.
I don't know why he did that. I mean, he already have a girlfriend. A girlfriend – as much as I hate to admit it – that he loves so much. That he can't even break up with 'cause it'll hurt him so much even though she acts such a bitch.
But I don't care.
I didn't dare to protest.
I mean, why would I? Yes, I am Sam Puckett. Sam Puckett who never lets anyone touch her and definitely not let anyone wrap your – ahem, even muscular - arm around her and pull her to you.
But this is definitely different.
Instead, I just enjoyed the moment.
I even wrapped my arms on his waist and over his stomach.
This really feels comfortable.
I suddenly forgot all about That Witch, about getting banned from the zoo, everything.
My lips slowly tugged up.
What? I couldn't hide it.
At least I'm not – yet – squealing, uncontrollably.
Wind blew out on our faces.
Wow, this is like in those cheesy romantic movies.
Oh God, he smells so good.
Please! Let not this moment to end.
A/n: Told you it was cheesy and Sam would be OOC. Sorry about that.
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Love, Peace, Seddie goodness,
The Mad Purple,
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