Hi guys! Okay, before I start, I just want to say I'm so sorry I haven't updated! My laptop broke, then I had to wait months to get a new one, and when I did, I couldn't get on my old laptop to get the start of this chapter.
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Carly & Sam
iGet Fed Up
Chapter 7 - The decision…
(Freddie's POV)
The sun shone brightly in my eyes, as I woke up to the sound of my ringing alarm clock. I stretched my arm out, lazily to turn it off, knocking a few things off the side as I done it. I yawned, before fully opening my eyes, I stared at the alarm clock, 6:05am. I dragged myself out of bed, and over to the wardrobe which opened with a loud creak, I reached inside pulling out the first things I could find, a blue shirt with red and white stripes, and a blue pair of denim jeans. I laid them out on the bed and walked into the bathroom, to have a shower and brush my teeth. 45 minutes later, I walked out of the bathroom, and got changed into the clothes I laid out earlier. It was now 7am, and I exited my bedroom, and into the kitchen, making some breakfast. I grabbed a bowl and poured out some cereal, walking slowly over to the table.
"Morning Freddiebear!" My mom greeted me, smiling happily as she made her own breakfast. She was always so happy in the mornings, I didn't get why. She had to wake up early, go to work… Do stuff.
"Hey mom." I replied, giving a quick wave.
"You okay, Freddie?" She asked, politely.
I nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine." At least until I go to school, then I'd be torn between my two best friends, I couldn't hang out with them, because I didn't want to upset the other one, I couldn't talk to them after school, because each girls have weird ways of finding out things. I sighed, remembering I have detention after school today, "Mom, I'll be late home today, okay?"
"Sure, Freddie! Where will you be going? Doing iCarly stuff?" She questioned, while frying some eggs.
"Umm, no." I answered, "I got…" I thought for a while, my mom would flip out if she knew I, Freddie Benson, her "perfect" child, had detention, but then if I lied and she found out, I'd be in way more trouble anyway,"I got detention." Here we go…
I looked up at my mom, she had large eyes, and her face was pale, "Fredward Benson!" She shouted furiously, "Detention?" She stomped over to me, "How?" her voice was now softer, and she seemed more concerned than angry. "It wasn't that Samantha girl, was it?" I was beginning to speak when she cut me off, "Oh, it was, wasn't it?! That no good-"
"Mom! It wasn't Sam's fault." I sighed, "I was using my phone in lesson, that's all." My mom raised her eyebrows when hearing this, and got a seat next to me.
"Why were you using your phone?" She asked, "You never use your phone during lesson."
"I-I uh…" I couldn't tell her I was texting Sam, because she'd hate her, even more than she did now, and I was the one who started the texting, but like before, I couldn't lie. "I was… Texing Sam." She gasped "But!" I shouted , "Before you can say anything bad about Sam, I started the texting, not Sam." The room went silent as she got up and continued making breakfast, I was relieved she never said anything else, really. I didn't want to get into the conversation of why I was talking to Sam instead of concentrating on my school work. I knocked my cereal around with the back of my spoon, I wasn't really interested in eating it, and wasn't too sure why I even made it.
"Freddiebear," My mom said, breaking the silence, I nodded, "Is something bothering you at school? Every night you've came home, you've went straight in your room, you haven't done any iCarly stuff, and you're getting detention… What's going on?" My mom picked up her, now finished, breakfast and walked over to me, sitting at the table.
I sighed, "Carly and Sam have gotten into this argument, and I don't know what to do! I can't talk to either one of them and every time I try, the other girl sees, which either gets me involved in an argument or me in detention. I can't win!" I explained throwing my arms up in the air. I loved Sam, and Carly, but I can't take their stupid arguments, it wasn't fair!
My mom rubbed my arm gently, and smiled weakly "Freddie, if they were real friends, they'll make up, but if they don't, they were never true friends. Give them time, my Freddiebear, it will work out." She took a bite of her breakfast, as I thought about what she just said, Carly and Sam are true friends, they've been friends for ages, but they can't make up, if they wont even talk to each other! They can barely be next to each other for five minutes without arguing.
I sighed, looking up at the clock, "Yeah… Maybe. I have to go school, see you later mom." I got up, grabbing my bag and resting it on my shoulder.
"Bye Freddie!" She gave me a hug, and a kiss on the forehead, "Now, I don't want you to get anymore detention. Good luck with Carly and Sam, Freddie." She waved goodbye, as I shut the door, leaving the apartment.
I walked across the hall and knocked on the door, although I just walked in anyway. "Hey Carls." I smiled happily, "Ready for school?"
Carly got up from where she was sitting and walked over to me, nodding her head, "Yeah." She grabbed her bag, pulling it onto the shoulder, "So, you got detention. Why was you texting Sam?" She pulled open the apartment door as we left for school.
"Carly, you know just cause you're not friends with Sam, don't mean I can't be. I'm allowed to text her." I laughed, "Well, I'm not in class." We walked into the elevator, taking us down to the lobby.
"No, no, I didn't mean like that." Carly replied, "I just meant, you never text it class. You're Freddie! Freddie doesn't text it class" She laughed, nudging me. Why does everyone think I can't do something bad, like text in class?
"Oh, yeah. Well, I just needed to talk to her." I smiled, "How's Shane?" I asked, brining up a new subject so she wouldn't ask more about the texting. I really didn't care about her relationship with Shane, I'm not trying to be rude, but I'm a dude. I don't enjoy talking about boyfriends and stuff. That talk is for her and Sam. Or at least, it was.
I looked down a Carly who had a questioning look on the face, shortly after it changed to a happy expression, "He's great! I knew he always liked me! I just had to try! We went bowling, and movies, and pizza! All in one night! It was so much fun!" She said, quickly. I'm surprised she never passed out! She never took a breath while saying all of that, and just as I thought it was over, I realised I was wrong. "So, anyway he wants to go out again tonight, I'm suppose to meet his before school, but I dunno where. We're gonna go to the Groovie Smoothie! Or at least, I think we are."
"Oh, cool." I responded before she could say anymore. We walked out of Bushwell Plaza, with Lewbert screaming at us for "Being alive". Ah, how he loved us. We walked down the street, together, Carly told me the story of how Spencer set his socks on fire and I laughed uncontrollably. How did Carly manage to be safe living with Spencer? It's something I would never understand. The guy set everything on fire! He even makes fire extinguishers squirt out fire! How does that happen?!
We carried on walking in silence, Carly looked too drained out in thought to care about anything I might say anyway, so I decided not to say anything. I didn't like the silence though, this was the only time I could actually talk to Carly, "So…" I began, trying to think of something to talk about, that's when I remembered, Carly still hasn't told me if we were ending iCarly or not, I knew right not wasn't the best time to talk about it, but it was the only time, "Did you think about it? About ending iCarly?" I looked at Carly, who still seemed to be in her own little world, I clapped my hands in front of the face, bringing her back to Earth. "Carly…"
"Huh? What?" She asked, "That wasn't funny by the way, I was thinking!"
"Actually your reaction was sort of funny…" Carly whacked my arm, and I continued, "Did you think about it, Carly?" I repeated.
"Think about what?" God, she really wasn't listening to me, I wonder what she was thinking about to make her zone out like that.
I sighed, rolling my eyes, "Ending iCarly! Did you think about it, Carly?" I asked for 3rd time, getting quite frustrated. I didn't want to be angry with Carly, so I quickly calmed back down, I looked over at her to see that her face now had a sad, upset expression.
She nodded, "I thought a lot." Maybe that's what she was thinking about, just... "I-I don't know what to do, Freddie." She said, her voice almost breaking, "We can't do this, to them." She sighed, who was them? "I don't want to." I let out a sigh of relief, "But we… We have to." I turned to my best friend, my eyes widening.
"End iCarly?! Are you crazy?!" I shouted, Carly's facial expression clearly showed she was hurt, "Sorry… Carly, why? Why would we have to? Why do we have to? There's other ways, Carly! I know there is. Ending iCarly?! Have you thought about your life without iCarly? Have you thought about my life without iCarly? Sam's life? Me - I'd be left with my crazy mother, all day! You know what that does to people?! I'd have to go to stupid Heath & Hygiene meetings! Every week! I'd officially have no life after iCarly! Sams life! What would she do? Oh yeah, sit around the house with her drunk mom all day! Sam can't be with her mom all the time! You know what her mom's like! With her being drunk all the time, anything could happen to Sam!" My voice softened, as I continued, I know this made Carly upset, saying all this made me heart broken, that's why I couldn't let her. I wouldn't let her. "Your life… Carly, the studio, that would go. Our fans. Gone. All of them. Everything we've worked for. Over. Nothing would be the same. iCarly is the only thing keeping our friendship together at the moment, think about it Carly. I don't speak to you girls during school. I can't. It would hurt the other one. I know it. No matter if you say you're not jealous, I know both of you are. If it wasn't for iCarly, we wouldn't talk. I love you, Carly. You know I do, but if you end iCarly, that's the end of our friendship." Everything went silent. Maybe she zoned out again. Spoke to soon.
"For your information, I have thought about our lives, and mine would be better. Without you. Without Sam. Without iCarly… iCarly. It's done." It was only then I noticed tears streaming down Carlys face, as she walked away. I watched, not able to move, I couldn't. iCarly was finished. I wanted to hit myself so bad, I ruined a perfectly good webshow, and an amazing friendship. I finally began walking slowly to school. Why did I have to say that? Why did I bring up the conversation? Ughh, I'm so stupid. I knew it. I knew it was a bad idea to ask. I shouldn't of done it. Why?! Why am I so…. Ugh! I had so many thoughts running through my head, I couldn't think straight. I could see Carly in front of me, pushing through crowds of people, probably off to find Shane. To be honest, I was so happy Carly had Shane right now, or she'd have no one. I sighed, today was going to be a long day. I reached into my pocket, pulling out my phone, I looked at the time, realising I had to be in class in 40 minutes and began to walk faster. I was about to put my Pear Phone back into my pocket, when I saw the picture; it was me, Sam and Carly. Sam was in the middle of Carly and me, she had both her arms behind our backs, a huge smile plastered across her face, I was on the right-hand side, one of my arms around the back of Sams waist, which made me remember when this photo was taken, back when me and Sam was dating. Carly stood too the left of Sam, her arm around Sams back. I smiled, I missed the days when there was no arguments, when we were all normal… Well sort of normal, anyway. I stopped looking after the picture, when I realised I had been walking in peoples garden for the last few minutes. School was close, but I didn't want to go, I was considering turning back, going home, forgetting everything, but I couldn't. I walked on, today wasn't going to be easy. I tried to clear my mind, and think about something different but I couldn't, my brain was continuously going over the fact iCarly is over. Gone. Finished. It couldn't be though. I didn't want it to be…
I walked into school, and spotted Sam almost instantly. She gave me a smile and a wave as she walked over, "Hey, Benson."
"Hi Sam." I smiled, I had to tell Sam about iCarly... But how would she react? She loves iCarly! Hopefully, she wouldn't get upset about it. Sam's a tough girl, right? She'd be fine! I hope...
"What's up?" She asked, obviously noticing the sadness in my voice. She took a bite of her Fatcake, that was in her right hand. In her left, she held her Pearphone.
I shook my head, "Nothing. Anyway, I need to go to my locker. You coming?" We started walking over to the locker, "Oh and really Sam? Fatcake at this time?"
She nodded, "Yes! It's my morning snack! I can't concentrate in class if i don't have one!" She waved the Fatcake about in front of my face, causing me to laugh.
"Sam, you never concentrate in class!"
"Then I obviously need more Fatcakes!" She laughed, as we reached my locker. I opened the locker, and threw in books I'd need for later lessons. "You sure you're okay, Freddie?"
I nodded, slamming the locker closed. "I gotta tell you something." Sam nodded at me, taking another bite of her Fatcake. That girl can eat anything, seriously who wants to eat Fatcakes as soon as they wake up?! "Walking to school with Carly today... She said, that, um, we're ending iCarly." Sam's eyes widened as I spoke.
"She what?! She can't do that! Can she do that? She can't do that! Is the nuts?!" Sam questioned. Yup. She's upset.
"Yeah... She can, unfortunately. It's her apartment with the studio... So... Her decision." I sighed, watching Sam. She started walking back and forth, angrily chewing her Fatcake. "I'm sorry, Sam."
Sam sighed, walking back over to me, "Then what happened?!"
"I told her she couldn't. I told her about how much our lives would change... How different everything would be. Then, she said..." Should I tell her? That Carly said her life would be better without us? Without Sam? I know they're arguing, but that would really hurt Sam.
"Go on!"
I sighed, "She said her life would be better without us... And she walked away crying." I looked at Sam. Her expression didn't change. Not one bit. She looked like she didn't care, at all. Maybe it didn't bother her, or maybe she just wasn't listening. She stared at the ground, as she chucked her Fatcake into the bin next to us. "Sam, did you hear me?"
She nodded. That's it. She just nodded. Nice one, Freddie. Tell the girl her best friend doesn't want her in her life. Perfect idea! "I'm sure she didn't mean it Sam. She's your bestfriend! Sh-"
"Was. She was my bestfriend." Then she walked off. Great...
I stood by my locker, thinking, until the bell rang for first period. I began walking to class, but then I stopped, hearing a familiar voice call Carly's name. I ran to the corner of when the voice was coming from, and looked around. It was Sam. Oh no.
Carly walked up to the blonde headed girl, they were talking, obviously both angry. Though, I couldn't hear what they were saying. I tired to get closer, without them seeing me, maybe they'll work things out.
"So, that gives you no right to end iCarly!" Sam argued.
"Yes it does! And anyway, you're not allowed in my apartment anymore!"
"Good! I don't want to be there!"
"Good! Cause you're not allowed!" Carly shouted back.
"You just said that, stupid!" Sam spat at her old bestfriend. Oh no, this was gonna get bad. Real bad.
"Me? Stupid? That's hilarious Sam!"
I decided this would probably be a good time to step in, and stop it from getting any worst. I walked around the corner to the girls, "Stop it! Just stop arguing! I can't take it! You guys... You're not meant to be like this... You're best friends! Just say sorry! Both of you!"
"Was!" The two girls screamed at me, as they both turned away, walking in the other direction.
Ugh! Girls... What was I going to do?
(Carly's POV)
I ran round the corner, wiping the tear off my cheek. Freddie's right, we're not meant to be like this! It's not right! But... Sam doesn't want to be my friend, and even if she did, she would want me to apologize! Me! It was her fault this all started anyway!
"Hey Carly! You coming to class?" I looked up to see Shane, but quickly looked down again, not wanting him to see me cry. "Carly... Carly are you crying?" He grabbed my arm, and gently pulled me over to the side of the corridor, "What's wrong?"
I looked up at my boyfriend, and smiled, tears still streamed down my face, "Nothing Shane, I'm fine..."
No I wasn't. I've lost both my bestfriends, all because of some stupid argument! I miss Sam! I need to say sorry... But... I just couldn't! I couldn't say sorry for something that wasn't my fault. Yeah, I might of over exaggerated, but I was just tired of Sam always interrupting me, and thinking my ideas were rubbish before I could even share them. It wasn't fair...
What happened with Freddie, though... That was my fault. I mean, he was right. Our lives would be different, and it wouldn't be good. And what I said to him... About my life being better without him and Sam... It wasn't right! I should of never said that, it's not true. I love them both, without them, I'm nothing. They make me who I am... I should of never of said it. I know I had to apologize to him.
That brings me to iCarly. I couldn't end it...
"Carly... Carly?" I snapped out of thought, seeing Shane waving his hand infront of my face. "Are you sure you're okay?" I had stopped crying now, which was a good thing. I nodded at Shane, as we started walking to class. "Good, cause we're gonna be late!"
(Class)
"Carly, Shane. You're late." Mr. Howard said, as we opened the door to our History lesson, "Why?"
"Carly was feeling ill." Shane lied, "I took her to see the school nurse."
I nodded, "Yeah."
"Sure." Mr. Howard rolled his eyes, "Just go sit down!"
I walked to my seat, trying to look like I was ill. It didn't really work, though, I'm a really bad liar. I always made Sam do our lying, when we were late, we wasn't late too much, I tried to get Sam to improve her grades and concentrate more. That didn't work too much, either.
Mr. Howard began talking, and I instantly got bored, staring blankly at the board. "Hey." Shane whispered, nudging my arm, "Tell me what happened, with Sam."
"How do you know it was about Sam?" I asked, turning, so I was facing him.
"Well, she was your bestfriend, now you guys aren't talking, and whenever I do hear you talking to her, you come back upset. So what happened, today? And this morning, walking to school, what went on?"
I sighed, "Walking to school, Freddie asked me what we were doing about iCarly. You know, if we were ending it or not. I said we had to end it... He started talking about how much our lives would change, and I just got upset. I told him my life is better without him and Sam, then I walked off."
Shane looked at me, a confused expression on his face, "Carly, why did you say that? You know your life isn't better without them... Look at you, you get upset everytime you see them, or you argue with them. You know it kills you to be away from them, you hate it. So do they, Carly." He sighed, "You should apologise to Freddie, and Sam... I saw Freddie, yesterday, he was at the Groovie Smoothie. He didn't look happy, he was sitting alone. I went and sat with him, and asked him what was wrong. It was because of you and Sam. This whole thing is effecting him a lot, you know Carly. Talk to him." He stopped, "And Sam."
Shane was right. I never really thought about what this whole thing was doing to Freddie, but now that I was thinking about it, I realised this whole thing had the same effect on Freddie than to me and Sam... I needed to talk to Freddie, just to let him know I'm sorry about this whole thing.
I nodded, "You're right Shane. What do you think I should do, about Sam?"
Shane sighed, "Well, Carly. I think you need to decide that..."
I hated the fact he was always right. I needed to talk to Sam, but I know Sam, and I know she won't want to talk to me...
"Carly! Shane! You were both late, and now you're going to talk during my class? Do you want detention?" Mr. Howard yelled, pulling me out of thought.
"No sir." Shane replied.
"Sorry sir." I said, sighing.
"Good, now shut up!" Wow, angry teacher.
For the rest of the class, I just sat there, staring out the window, thinking. We didn't have to do much work, today, because Mr. Howard decided to lecture us about how annoying and stupid kids are. How sweet is he?!
"Alright class, you can leave."
Great! Class was over! I quickly grabbed my bag from off the table and ran out the room, searching for Freddie. It was lunch, now and usually Freddie would have a AV Club meeting, but I heard some kids behind he saying the meeting was canceled today! Yay!
I walked into the lunch hall, looking through the crowd of people, "Freddie?" I called out, "Ugh! Where is that kid?"
"Carly! Hey!" A boy said, from behind me.
"Freddie?" I questioned, I turned around to see a boy, but it wasn't Freddie. "Oh, hey Gibby." I smiled at him, "Have you seen Freddie?"
"Uh, yeah, he was over there with Sam." Gibby pointed to the otherside of the lunch hall, "But I think she went to go get a Fatcake out her locker. I dunno if he followed, though."
"Thanks Gibby!" I said, as I began walking to where he was pointing to.
I reached the otherside of the Lunch hall, but couldn't see Freddie, anywhere. I sighed, he probably left to go with Sam. Slowly, I walked over to an empty lunch table, and sat down. Freddie probably hates me. I told him my life was better without him... That was wrong to say. I needed both Freddie and Sam in my life, and I was going to get them back.
I rested my head on my hand as I stared at nothing in particular. This was horrible. My best friends hate me. The only person I have right now is Shane. Well, I have Gibby, but we don't really have anything to talk about.
Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, at first I was worried it was Sam, and that she was going to hurt me for cancelling the show, but then I wasn't too sure.
"Carly." The voice said. It was Freddie. "I'm sorry... About how I reacted earlier, it wasn't right. I just thought that ending iCarly wasn't the right thing to do. I really didn't mean to hurt your feeling or make you upset, I just don't really know how to handle this whole thing. It's hard for me, to see my two bestfriends fighting and not know what to do, or how to help. You guys are meant to be best friends. You know it, I know it, and Sam knows it. Everybody knows it! I know that right now, ending iCarly seems right to you, and I'm not trying to be rude, but it's not. You have to realise Carly, without iCarly I'll have nothing left. I wont have you guys. You and Sam need to talk Carly."
"Freddie, I'm sorry! I over reacted! I was wrong! My life isn't better without you! You're my bestfriend, and I love you, I really didn't mean it. I know, ending iCarly is wrong, but it's the only thing I can think to do, Freddie. I need help! This whole thing is wrong. And Freddie, I didn't know how much this whole thing effects you, I'm so sorry! I just thought this would be normal for you, I didn't think." I got up from where I was sitting and continued, "I realise that we can't end iCarly. It would change everything! Our lives & our fans lives. We couldn't do that to them. It's wrong. But I don't know what to do Freddie. I'm sorry."
He sighed, "I know Carly. I know. This is hard for all of us, but you guys will work it out. I know it. You guys are bestfriend." Freddie hugged me, "It will be fine."
I smiled at him, "So... Where's Sam?" I asked. This was actually really awkward. I don't know why, though.
"She's going to get Fatcake, she'll be back soon." He answered, smiling.
"Bye!" I'm not trying to be mean, but I don't want to be around Sam. Not because I don't want to talk to her, but because she'll either argue with me, or I'll get upset and end up leaving anyway. It's best to leave before anyone's feeling get hurt.
"What?!" I began to walk away, but Freddie pulled my arm back, "Why you leaving, Carls? You need to talk to Sam."
I sighed, looking at him, "I know Freddie, but here, in the lunch hall? It's not such a great time. And anyway, she's probably still angry about this morning." He let go of my arm, and it dropped back down to my side, "I'm off. Bye." I smiled, waving at him, "Sorry."
I walked away from Freddie, I was glad I apologised, really, because I knew I was wrong this morning. I shouldn't of said what I did, but not it's fine. I looked back, Freddie was now standing with Sam, laughing at something she was saying. Sam was smiling too, eating her Fatcake and joking around. It was nice to see them together, when they're not trying to kill eachother. Even though, I would love to be over there with them. Joining in, laughing, smiling, just being with them.
There was one thing that made me upset, though. Sam. She was happy. She didn't need me as a friend. She had her own. People who cared about her, and loved her. She didn't need me to come back to her. Sam was fine with who she had. It broke my heart. I needed her. A small tear rolled down my cheek. Sam didn't need me. She didn't want me.
(Sam's POV)
Lunch was ending, as I took the last bite of my Fatcake, "Come on, let's go to class."
Freddie nodded, "Yeah, I can't be late to Mr. Briggs class again. She might murder us!"
"Ah, okay, that wasn't just my fault, Benson!" I walked down the corridor, heading to classroom number 206, ugh, I hated walking. The fact we were walking into Miss. Briggs class made it even worst. She was so annoying. Last week she gave me detention for saying no one will ever love her. What's so bad about that? I've said it to Freddie millions of times!
"Sure, Sam... You keep believing that." Freddie laughed, sticking his tounge out at me.
"Do that again, and I'll cut your tounge off!" I threated, jokingly.
Freddie's eyes widened, "You wouldn't really do that, right?"
Aww, poor boy. He gets so scared. I love it! He gets frightened so easily, which makes scaring him fun. Really fun. I shrugged, "Possibly."
He opened the door to room 206, letting me walk in first, while he followed behind. I threw my bag onto the table we sat at and jumped into my seat, whereas Freddie walked in, placed his bag on the floor neatly, and politely sat down. He's such a girl.
"Benson, Puckett." Miss. Briggs annoying voice called out, "You're early... What did you do?"
"What?! I'm a good girl, coming to class early, and you accuse me of doing something wrong! That's unbelievable!"
I heard a laugh, next to me, "Yeah, such a good girl."
I turned, to look at Freddie, while stepping on his foot under the table, giving him a sarcastic smile, "Yeah."
"Ouch!" Freddie yelped, "Why'd you do that?!"
I laughed, shrugging at Freddie, "Do what? I'm a good girl!"
I turned around, looking at Briggs, who simply rolled her eyes, "Stop it, both of you! Or you'll both get detention for fighting in class."
Freddie getting another detention? Aww, that's hilarious. I did stop though, I knew he didn't want anymore detentions, and his psycho mom would probably murder him. Hmm, maybe I should carry on?
Class started, making me sleepy. Freddie was writing in his book, as I lay my head on the table, watching what was going on outside the window. Two birds were fighting. I sighed, remembering my argument with Carly this morning.
I still couldn't believe she wanted to end iCarly. After everything we've done. All the time we put into the show. All the hard work, and effort. Everything. It would just be for nothing. All the fans we earned over the years. All the times we had to try and stop Nevel from messing everything up. All our memories. It was all about the show. I couldn't let it end.
When we tell our viewers we're ending the show... It will break my heart. I, Sam Puckett, will actually cry. That's how much iCarly means to me. There's just so much to say about the show. So many great things. iCarly has done so much for me. Like, people I've met, without iCarly, I would of never met Fred, or Jackson Colt, I would have never of tried to win the beauty pageant, again, I would of never met Shelby Marx, David Archuleta or Fleck and Dave, but most of all, if it wasn't for iCarly, I wouldn't be such good friends with Freddie. As much as I hate to admit it, that would kill me. I love Freddie, he's such a great friend. Even though, I have caused him physical and emotional pain over the years, he's still always there for me. He treats me like I've never said anything wrong to him, or never hurt him.
What hurt me the most today, was what Freddie told me this morning. That Carly said she didn't want me in her life, anymore... That really upset me. For a moment, it made me think we should actually cancel the show, but I knew we shouldn't. I just never thought Carly wouldn't actually say something like that. She was my bestfriend. Even though, I'm upset with Carly, I still care for her, and I still want her in my life. I always thought Carly was better than that. She was forgiving, calm, and kind. She would never say anything to hurt someone. Or so, that's what I thought. Maybe I was wrong about her. Maybe after all these years, I had her wrong, she could say stuff that can hurt people. That hurt people, a lot...
"Freddie?" I said, looking up at him.
"Yeah?" He whispered, trying to not get another detention.
"Do you think she really meant it?" I asked him, my head still lying on the desk.
He looked down at me, a confused look on his face, "What do you mean?"
"Carly..." I sighed, "Do you think she meant what she said, about her life being better without us?" I felt weird, asking Freddie this. Of course he would say no. He wouldn't want me to feel upset, but felt like I just had to ask him. It really hurt me. When he told me, I had to use everything I had, not to cry. That's different for me. I don't cry. Everybody knows it. It's just something Puckett's don't do.
He now had a sympathetic look on his face, "Of course she didn't, Sam. She..." He sighed, "She just had a lot on her mind, and she was upset, to calm herself down, she started saying things she didn't really mean. She wouldn't really say that about you Sam. She loves you."
I nodded. Yeah right. My bestfriend - My OLD bestfriend, hates me, and it's all my fault.
I closed my eyes, trying to forget about the day, it was hard, but eventually I managed, slowly drifting off into a nice sleep.
"Sam... Sam, wake up!" I felt someone shaking my shoulder, as I slowly opened my eyes.
"What do you want, Nub?" I moaned, I hated being woken up.
"Miss. Briggs is coming. If she see's you sleeping you'll get detention - again!" Freddie whisper-yelled.
I groaned, as I sat up, staring at the clock, 2:58. Class ended in two minutes. Perfect timing, Puckett.
"Now that I've collected all your work, you can go." Miss. Briggs spoke, from the front of the class.
The class cheered, a we ran out the room, to go home. I walked out with Freddie, heading to my locker. He was quiet, and looked like he was in deep thought, so I just left him to think. I wasn't in the mood for talking anyway, I just woke up and mama is still tired and hungry! I was wondering what he was thinking about, though. What can I say? Puckett's are curious creatures!
We reacher the locker, and I quickly opened it, throwing in a load of junk and pulling out a few Fatcakes, ready for detention. Well, I have to eat, don't I? I heard footsteps close by as I threw the Fatcakes into my bag. It was probably just people getting out of this dump.
"Hey Freddie." A girl's voice said from behind me. It wasn't just any girls voice though, it was Carly's girl voice. Well, that's sort of obvious, seems as Carly's a girl, but you get what I mean, anway.
I pulled my head out of my bag, and looked up to see Freddie smiling at the brunette, "Oh, hi Carly."
"You're her friend?" I questioned, why would he be talking to her after what she said this morning?
"Oh well-" Freddie started, but got cut off by Carly.
"Why wouldn't he be?" Carly asked, now facing me.
"Carly-"
"Ohh, I dunno," I started sarcasm in my voice, "It wouldn't be because you said your life was better without him, would it?"
"Sam-"
"You told her?" Carly asked, turning to Freddie.
"Well-"
"Yeah, he told me!" I shouted, "Now why don't you hurry up and get out of here?"
Instead of Freddie trying to talk, I just heard him sigh. Poor kid. He always get's caught in the middle of this.
"Maybe I don't want to!" Carly yelled back at me, "Oh Freddie, want to go Groovie Smoothie?"
"Well-"
"Um, Freddie's coming with me." I said, replying for him.
"No he's not!" Carly shouted, yanking Freddie's arm, so he was standing closer to her.
"Uhh, yes! He is!" I said, yanking Freddie's arm, so he was now standing with me.
"Guys-"
"No, Freddie's coming with me! Why would he want to go with you anyway?" Carly shouted. Wow. She really isn't like I thought. "And I'll buy Freddie a new laptop on the way home! Come on, Freddie!"
"Well, I'll buy him two new laptops! And a new TV!" I really hoped we didn't have to do this, cause honestly, I'm broke.
"Didn't we do this before?" Freddie asked, while Carly pulled his left arm.
"Well, Freddie's gonna come with me because... Uhh... He loves me!"
That was it, I dropped hold of Freddie's arm and began to walk off, Carly knew that was low.
"Actually-" Freddie started. What did he mean, actually? That actually interested me...
"Sam!" Carly called, "Sam, I didn't mean that. I'm sorry. That was wrong."
I walked back over to the two, "Forget it, Carly. And Freddie's coming with me. We have detention." I grabbed Freddie's arm, "Let's go."
"Wait!" Carly called. Both me and Freddie turned to face the girl, "I'm not doing this anymore. Freddie, I'm sorry, but I'm not gonna stand here, and be insulted while I'm talking to you. You're either my friend, or you're hers. Pick."
Woah...
To be honest, Carly was right, this is stupid. So, I just stood there, watching Freddie.
"You're gonna make me decide who I'm friends with?! Carly! That's not right!" Freddie yelled.
"I'm sorry Freddie. I'm just sick of all this everytime I come over and say hi. It's ridiculous!"
Freddie looked over at me, and I just nodded. Not saying a word.
"Pick Freddie." Carly said, softly.
Freddie looked at both of us, and sighed, "I can't believe you're making me do this, Carls. I love you, both. How can I pick?!"
"Just do it, Freddie." I added, "She's right..." I bit my lip. Freddie wasn't going to choose me. Like Carly said, Freddie loves her. He always has, and always will.
"Guys... I-I..."
"Pick." We both said, together.
"Carly." Freddie said. I knew it, I turned and began to walk off. My eyes began to form tears, it was so obvious. I knew after I argued with Carly, I would lose everyone.
"Yes!" Carly shouted, her voice was full of joy. It disgusts me.
"Wait, you didn't let me finish." Freddie, started. I stopped walking and stood still, not facing either of them. "Carly, I'm sorry. I love you, and I hope you know that, but I have to pick Sam. Don't take this the wrong way Carly. I'm sorry... But you have other friends and you have a boyfriend, Shane. Sam? She doesn't really have anyone. I mean yeah, there's Griffin, and there's Gibby, and other people Sam does talk to, but she doesn't talk to them that often. I am really sorry Carly. Please Carly, this doesn't mean I like Sam anymore than you, or I like you more than Sam, I just don't want Sam to be left alone. Sorry..."
I gasped, did Freddie really just pick me over Carly? I didn't expect that! All these years, if Freddie was asked to pick to go to one of us, he would always pick Carly. It was natural. I was so happy, but I didn't shout yay, or yes, like Carly did. I just stood there, listening.
"But-but you hate Sam! You always have and you always will! Freddie!" Carly shouted, she sounded really upset, like she was going to start crying.
"Carly, you're wrong. I don't hate Sam, I love her, just like I love you. I love you, both. I don't want you to be upset, Carls. I'm sorry. You was the one who made me pick..." He sighed...
"No, no, that's fine. Enjoy eachother!" Carly shouted.
"Carly..." Freddie started talking but was interrupted, by Carly.
"No! Just go! Have fun! Bye!"
"Bye Carls..." Freddie said, "Come on Sam, let's go to detention."
I smiled. Wow. Freddie really did pick me. I wasn't going to be alone. That's what I meant earlier when, I said Freddie was always there for me. He was. Always.
(Shane's POV)
I walked down the road, heading home. I was meant to meet Carly outside the school, but she wasn't there. he must of left me. I sighed. Every now and then, I did think she was only using me, to win the argument with Sam. Make her jealous, you know? But then again, Carly isn't that type of girl. She wouldn't do that. Would she?
I kept hearing footsteps behind me, but everytime I turned around, no one was there. Weird.
I didn't really know the full story of what was happening between Sam and Carly, but I did know everytime I talked to Carly she was upset, and everytime I saw Sam, she was too. It upset me, even though I ended up in hospital because of both of them, I still cared for them.
More footsteps brought me out of thought, I looked around, but still saw no one. This road was weird.
Why didn't Carly meet me outside of school today? Did I do something wrong? Maybe she just forgot, or Spencer set himself on fire and she had to go home? Narh, she would of texted me. Wouldn't that be hilarious?
Footsteps.
Quickly, I turned my head, only to see Griffin. Sams friend.
"Griffin?! What are you doing here?! Why are you following me?!" I shouted, "Its creepy! I've never walked this way home, and I certainly wont do it ever again if I get followed!"
Griffin looked at me, a weird confused expression on his face. He shook his head, and focused on me again, but stayed silent. Ugh, I'll just keep walking.
I started walking again, but it was so weird, having Griffin behind me, just watching me.
"Griffin! What do you want?!" I asked, putting a long pause between each word.
Silence.
"Griffin!"
Then... "You better dump Carly. Now. Or I swear I'll-"
"Woah, dude. Calm down! What are you gonna do?" I asked, putting air quotes around "Gonna do".
"You don't wanna know!" He shouted, "Just dump her."
I had to admit I was scared, he had been arrested before, and Carly told me about the time he stole Spencer's motorbike.
"But..."
"Dump her." He shouted at me one more time, before running off.
Yeah, I'm never walking this way home ever again.
I quickly shoved my hand into my pocket, and pulled out my phone, dialing Carly's number.
"Hello?" A quiet voice answered.
"Carly, can you tell me why Sam's psycho friend just threatened me!?" I asked.
"What?!" Carly shouted.
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