Hola everyone! Guess who didn't have anything to do today? ME.

And guess what that means? ANOTHER LONG, FREDDIE POV CHAPTER FOR YOU!

Yay!~ *claps*!

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-Kim.

oh. crap. I don't own Icarly.

(Freddie's POV, Monday, about lunch time.) [A/N: Sam is just coming to the Shay apartment when this segment starts.]

"My mom seemed off going into work today. I guess it's whatever, I don't really care. I'm at school now, that's all that matters. I can just zone out, focus on my work. School is something I can always depend on. Slowly but surely, I'm walking through the hallways of Ridgeway. Past Sam's old locker, and on to mine. It's hard, to say the least, to be reminded of her everyday. I mean, she was my best friend. She is my best friend. Besides Carly of course, but she doesn't try to kill herself. GOD, I'm awful. Why am I even this way," I think to myself, "It's my fault Sam is the way she is. I mean, I'm the one who called her out when I shouldn't have. Sam was just kidding, but…GAH. Sam is always 'just kidding'. I just got fed up, okay? I didn't want to let her bully me anymore…"

"Freddie. …FREDDIE," Carly screams at me.

"What?"

"I've yelled your name like, eight times, dude. Where are you today?"

"Oh. Sorry, um. Just thinking about schoolwork…" I'm such a liar. She knows all I ever think about is Sam.

"You finish that project for Mrs. Briggs?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Mhmm."

Carly and I walk over to the bench in the hall and sit down. It's awfully rainy today, I notice, as I look at the window.

"Freddie?"

"Yeah, Carls?"

"I really miss her. I keep buying meat. I can't stop."

"Me too."

She holds her head over my shoulder, and drops it down softly. I put my arm around her back, but not in a romantic way. I do it as a way to say, 'I'm always here'.

"You know what sucks the most?" She asks me, I can feel her breathing becoming more shallow.

"What?"

"That life goes on. It can't just stop and wait for you to feel better for a couple of minutes. It just keeps on going on it's merry damn way, no matter what you feel like or how terrible things get,"

I look down onto her head, and she looks up at me. She's really serious, I can tell by the look on her face.

"Carly. We have to stop doing this. We need to be happy for a change. We need to grab on to anything that can keep us from sinking, too. If you turned out like Sam, I don't know what I would do. I'd…probably kill myself too."

And that's when it happened. I just looked her straight in the eyes, and next thing I know, we're kissing. Straight up on the mouth, in front of everyone (which was nobody, actually) in the hallway. Why was I thinking about being late for class when I'm kissing Carly Shay? I should be feeling fireworks, jumping off my seat and dancing. I should be smiling like a big dumb idiot, like I did when…

Like when me and Sam kissed.

Quickly, I pull my lips from Carlys. I give her a hug, and release her. Her face looked the same as mine. Weirded out and confused. We both laughed.

"Carly, I'm in love with Sam."

"I know. I can tell."

"...You're not mad, right? You still love me? But only as a friend?"

"I am not mad at all, stupid! Of course I still love you, you're all I've got. You'll always be my big brother. And nobody wants to kiss their brother!"

"Good. And um, Carly?"

"Yeah?"

"I need to go. Like, I'm skipping school today. Will you cover for me?"

She looked at my face for a while, trying to figure out what I had just said to her. I observed her for a moment, taking in the girl whom I loved. She really was like my sister. Someone you just bond with, but can't be attracted to. I don't remember how I used to feel about her. I don't remember that feeling of being in love. All I can think about is Sam. Sam and only Sam.

"What? Why?"

"I just really have to go, please, Carls."

That's when she figured it out. She knew where I was going, and why I was in such a hurry. I didn't need to tell her anymore.

"Of course, just go!" She smiled, a hint of content and sadness in her eyes. She was sad that I had to go, but happy that I was going to chase what I loved.

"Thanks!"

I spring out of my seat, and out into the main lobby. Shit, it's raining, I forgot. Oh well. I bust through the double doors, and into the rain. I can feel my legs aching from the running, but what do I care? I need to get home, change, and then go see her. My house isn't far from the school, but in the rain, it feels like forever. I run past the Groovy Smoothie, and stop in my tracks for a few minutes to breath. My clothes are clinging to every piece of me. I notice an old woman staring and smiling. It's something about old people, they always seem to know what you're doing. I take off again. I can't stop now.

Finally. I can see the big glowing letters. I'm home. I'm home. I'm HOME. I jog across the street. Up the stairs, and in the elevator. Lewbert yells at me,

"YOU'RE WET. YOU'RE WET IN MY LOBBBY! GET OUTTTTTTT."

I slam my key into the door, "Gotta go, Gotta go." I swing the door open, and it bounces back and slams back into place. Gross. I'm soaked. I'm in my room now, stripping off the soaking garments. Wait. Didn't I have any umbrella in my locker? Too late now. I throw on a deep blue plaid shirt. I roll my sleeves up and pull on some ripped jeans my mom doesn't know I have. Tossing my clothes into the dryer, I grab an umbrella from the closet and rush out of the house. Locking my door, I race back downstairs. Elevator is too slow, I'll just take the stairs.

When I get to the lobby, I look out the doors and open my umbrella. I see a dark car in the front of the building, parked outside. It looks like Spencer's. Wait, it is Spencer's. What? What is he doing? Then I see her. Sitting, in the backseat, smiling and laughing. I bust out of the doors, but they're already gone. They're gone, and I didn't make it to her in time. But I can't give up. Pulling my umbrella over my head, I race for the Seattle General Hospital.

:OOOOOOOO

I know, right? Sorry if the characters seem a little OOC.

Freddie is chasing after Sam.

OH snap. Shit's about to go down!

YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

-Kim.

P.S.;

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