A Best Friend's Greed
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly, isn't it great? Now read!
A/N: By the way, in case you're wondering how they're sixteen when they date Valerie and so forth, it's because one, I always put them as sixteen in my fic, there's a second reason that you'll find out later on in this story, and three, the show has webcasts for every week, so there's no limit to how many weeks pass in between some episodes. Oh, and they are now 13 years old. Also make note that certain chapters, like this one here, will be based off of an episode and may have quotes from the show.
Chapter 7 (Dances and Nightmares)
Freddie leaned against his locker and groaned, in the past two years of "loving" Carly, Sam did things to him that she never did before he even met Carly. He wondered why that was, maybe her plan worked or maybe she stopped liking him because she believed he liked her best friend and that was wrong or something.
The bell rang and it was time for Freddie to go to class, he loathed it because it was Mrs. Brigg's class, but there wasn't much he could do about it. While walking, Freddie ran into Jake, they stared at each other for a brief moment and just when Jake was about to say something, Freddie rushed off. There was literally no chance of Freddie admitting to the fact that he was actually missing his friendship with Jake somewhat, but Jonah told him too much of what Jake did over the years. There was too much betrayal and too many lies that Jake had done. Freddie entered the classroom and saw Carly and Sam, both of them were eating food, why they were doing that, he had no clue. "Hello Carly, Sam."
"I'm eating!" Sam exclaimed from her seat, Freddie rolled his eyes and sat down, placing his backpack on the chair. On his right was Gibby, he was the student that Sam picked on, she did it because a couple years ago, he liked to make fun of her. Freddie chuckled as he thought about how the tables turned on him, Freddie really enjoyed that about Sam, that she was so sassy and tricky like that. She was literally a mystery to him; everything about her was a mystery. Freddie looked over at Mrs. Briggs who was standing in front of her desk; she sniffed the air and looked around.
"Why do I smell bacon?" Mrs. Briggs asked. Sam and Carly looked at each other and the teacher stared directly at them. "Put it away." Sam then pushed her food into Freddie's backpack and sat straight up in her seat.
"There, it's away." Freddie narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Sam.
"Into my backpack…" Sam stuck her tongue at him and he turned back to face the front while rolling his eyes. His thoughts drifted to Sam and while this was going on, he was rudely awakened by the music of Scottish highland dancing. He heard Sam boo the dancer and the class then joined in, Mrs. Briggs shouted at them to stop and asked who started the boos, Sam said it was Gibby and Gibby said Sam did it. Freddie narrowed his eyes and glanced over at Gibby. "Sure, get her into trouble…" Sam actually did not care if she got detentions or not, she enjoyed them.
"Hey Gibby, shut up," Freddie whispered. It was just loud enough for Gibby to hear but neither girls really heard it, Gibby raised his eyebrow and Freddie glanced to the side. "Unless you want me bothering you as well, I suggest you stop talking."
"Okay, sorry," Gibby said in defense of himself. "Why do you care anyway?"
"She and Carly happen to be my best friends." Back in the days when he was popular, before Jake took away that popularity, even though that was more on Freddie's part since he withdrew from the popular crowd; Gibby would have known not to speak up like that when Sam was involved, simply because she was Freddie's friend. "Those days are gone now; along with that friendship with Jake, at least Jonah has always proven himself to be a good friend."
-NEW SCENE-
Sam and Carly got to Carly's home after school; Freddie exited his door and crossed his arms. "Thanks for the food, Sam," Freddie said with narrow eyes. "I had to get a new backpack…that one was ruined."
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Sam said in a mock pout. "Maybe your beloved Carly can chip in and get you a new one." Sam turned around and walked into the apartment, Freddie winced and glanced over at Carly.
"Why? Can you tell me that? As much as I enjoy her sarcastic nature, I don't want her to hate me!" Carly sighed and crossed her arms, she knew that her plan was having some effect on Sam, but the trouble was she wasn't sure how much of an effect it was having on her.
"I'm sorry Freddie, but trust me; she doesn't and won't hate you."
"Yeah, I mean why would she, we've been pretty good friends since we first met, and even my closest friend likes her!" Carly shrugged once more as she and Freddie walked into the kitchen, Carly made a drink and sat the drinks on the counter for Freddie and Sam.
"You notice how Carly puts the lemon on the glass like that?" Sam asked with a smile.
"Yeah, she's classy," Freddie responded while shrugging his shoulders.
"Oh, and you don't think I'm classy?"
"Classy women don't clean their ears out with their cell phone antennas!" Sam appeared almost as if she was hurt by the statement, she merely smirked and crossed her arms.
"Oh, that wasn't my cell phone…it was yours." Freddie's jaw fell and he pulled out his cell phone, he spotted wax on his cell phone and frowned. He looked over at Carly with a sad look on his face and she merely shrugged.
"Carly's so sure that Sam doesn't hate me now…at least I know Sam's paying attention to me, even if isn't the way I would want it." Freddie walked over and cleaned off his phone while Sam and Carly discussed the next iCarly rehearsal. They were thinking of having the viewers send in some dance clips, and they were going to put it online.
-NEW SCENE-
The three friends were sitting on Carly's couch; they were watching the dances go on. They paused the dance clip that was currently playing; they had watched several clips already and were growing tired as the night grew on. Carly gave the girl a seven, Sam give her a six and Freddie gave her a seven.
"Weird you'd agree with Carly," Sam said in a quiet and tired voice. Freddie sighed and glanced over at Sam.
"Weird you'd say that," Freddie said in an equally tired voice. They sat for hours while watching the videos, with each one, they grew increasingly tired. They had already told Spencer they would see his dance and he was at the time, upstairs trying to find his helmet and a few other things. Some of their rankings were becoming slightly incoherent and they were sure to start falling asleep soon.
Soon a video of a blonde haired guy named Zeke came onto the screen, both Sam and Carly jumped up and looked with enthusiasm; Freddie raised his eyebrow and groaned. He didn't like this guy already, since he seemed to have peaked Sam's interest. "I don't like him."
"Are you kidding?" Carly asked with wide eyes. "He's hot!"
"Yeah," Sam said with a slight laugh. Freddie scowled and glanced to the side as the person began his dance. He didn't like the guy's dancing at all, especially not when he did a handstand that made both the girls nearly squeal with excitement. "That boy's got moves!"
Freddie scoffed and glanced over at Sam, "Please, he's a total nub." Carly chuckled and kept her eyes glued to the screen.
"Well if he's a nub, then one day I want to be Mrs. Carly Nub," Carly said with a smirk. Freddie rolled his eyes and sighed, it seemed like she was just encouraging Sam to continue.
"What's the rating?"
"How high can we go?"
"Ten…"
"Then I say four billion!" Freddie was not surprised to hear this from Carly, and for all he was concerned, if she liked the guy and all, that was good for her.
"I say four billion and three," Sam said with added enthusiasm. Freddie nearly choked up at that, he did not expect that from Sam.
"It's just a guy they'll never meet, right?" Freddie thought as he closed his eyes and groaned. "I'm going to go get some juice." Freddie got up and walked past the girls, they brushed him out of the way as he walked into the kitchen.
In the next couple of hours, they watched the remaining videos, their positions shifted on the couch several times. One position had Sam resting her head on Freddie's shoulder, it felt so comfortable until Freddie started to get a weird feeling inside, he shrugged and Sam took it the wrong way. She lifted herself up and gave Freddie a disgusted look, though he could tell just by looking in her eyes that she was more hurt than disgusted. After a while, they all fell asleep and started to wander in their dreams, each of them had a separate dream.
Inside Freddie's mind, he couldn't seem to control himself, and in his dream world he actually did like Carly, he couldn't believe it. When the guy named Zeke came near her, he stood up for her but it was because he liked her, that wasn't right.
"She said leave her alone," Freddie's voice said. His lips moved and his voice made the sound, but he wasn't saying what he wanted. "Well even though it's stupid and he shouldn't hit on her…" Zeke turned to him and walked toward him, he stepped back and shook.
"Oh yeah, what are you going to do about it?"
"Okay, seriously, why am I feeling like this?" It was odd, but in his dream, he was totally in love with Carly. His eyes glanced around, trying to find Sam, but he couldn't see her. "Sam? Sam!" He heard a voice inside his head telling him that Sam did not exist in the dream, he couldn't believe it, and never in a million years could he imagine a life without Sam in it. "I'm going to dance!" His voice spoke out at Zeke.
With that, his clothes changed to a cooler look and he began to dance for Carly's heart, as though it were a huge mating ritual, eventually he wound up shoving Zeke into a janitor's bucket. After time, he danced on again and Carly ran up to him.
"Freddie, my hero!" Carly said in a quick voice.
"No, I'm no hero; I am most definitely not your hero! I love Sam, and I want Sam! I want her, I love her, and I don't want you!" Carly kissed his cheek and he mentally groaned, but outwardly he enjoyed it. He knew it was just his dream self enjoying it, there was no way in reality that he could enjoy that. A voice inside his head asked him why he said he loved Carly if he didn't really love her, why did he lie to the one he really did care for. "I-I don't know, it was Carly's idea…but I'm at fault for going with it."
Freddie woke up in what seemed like a sweat, he looked around and let out a sigh, he was awake. He had to be sure he was truly awake though, he glanced down and saw Carly resting her head on his shoulder, he grimaced and moved away from her. He glanced over at Sam to see her sleeping peacefully, he smiled and walked over to where she rested, she looked like an angel in her sleep.
"She's beautiful." Freddie noticed her face twisting like she was having a nightmare, Freddie sighed and shook his head, Carly was the only one not having a nightmare.
Freddie knelt down next to Sam and smiled softly, slowly he kissed her forehead and leaned back, he saw her face soften and thought she saw a smile form at her lips. He thought he heard footsteps coming so he quickly rushed over to where he once was and sat back in the seat, Spencer shouted and everyone woke up.
"Hey, I found my helmet, want to see my dance?!" Spencer exclaimed with joy. The three groaned and shook their heads, they were too tired.
"I have to go before my mom freaks," Freddie said as he slowly stood up. With that, everyone parted, Spencer sighed and looked over at the television. He narrowed his eyes and on the top of the television he thought he saw a tiny camera, he shrugged and went to sleep on the couch.
The next morning, when he woke up, he remembered the camera and decided to check it out. He saw that it was a spy camera and could be accessed anywhere, when he played it on the screen, he saw everything that happened the night prior, all the way to Freddie kissing Sam on the forehead and Spencer going to sleep. The odd thing was the very first thing he saw was Jonah trying to test it to see if it worked well enough to display on his computer. Spencer didn't really know what to think of it, and he was still too tired to care, Spencer threw the camera away and left to go back to his room.
I hope you enjoyed this, it seems Freddie's having some difficulty. next chapter will be up soon
