Disclaimer- In my dreams, I am the owner of iCarly. In reality, I am the owner of this story. I wish I was sleeping.
A/N- First of all, I would like to thank ALL of you guys for giving me over 7,000 views! I never in a million years thought I would reach this many. You guys have all been so nice to me. Without your support, I would have quit this story almost as soon as it started. Back to the story... this chapter will continue to show the progress of Sam and Freddie's...special relationship. Without futher ado, I present...THE LAST CHAPTER! Hehe, just kidding. Here is chapter nine. I am FAR from done.
Class- Biology
Time- 2:14
Takes Place During- N/A
I can't believe you!
Nice to see you too, Fredikins!
Guess what my grade is in this class!
C-
Wrong! Oh, wait. Right!
And why should I care?
Because it's your fault! If you didn't constantly pass notes with me, I would have an A!
Chillax! It's not the end of the world!
When my mom sees it, it might be.
Eh, that's your problem. I could care less.
I can't believe an inconsiderate jerk like you is my friend.
Friend? HA!
Jerk. But back to the point. I refuse to pass anymore notes with you!
You know you like it!
I do not! It just is another way for you to make my life miserable!
Exactly. And you know you love it when I torture you.
That made….no sense. Who likes torture.
You. By the way, your still passing notes with me.
AHH! Stop it.
Still passing…
o.O
Still passing.
I hate you.
Used to it.
Class- Algebra 1
Time- 10:08
Takes Place During- iLook Alike
Jackson Colt could kill you in one hit.
So…
Just thought you should know.
You are such a demon. And please don't pass notes. I don't want to mess up in another class.
Don't tell me what to do, Benson. Now, I WILL pass notes to you.
Fine. Sam, please dooooo pass notes with me.
Okay. Reverse psychology doesn't work on me, birdbrain.
Birdbrain. That's a new one.
I saw a bird out the window. Then I saw your nubbish face. And it came to me.
Interesting process.
You bet. Hey, look! The bird is back! HEY BIRDIE!
Times like these makes me wonder why I'm even your friend.
Because I'm a loveable person, Freddork.
That you are.
What does that mean?
What does what mean?
What you jus- nevermind.
Okay, Puckett.
Later, Benson.
Class- US History
Time- 12:35
Takes Place During- iMake Sam Girlier
What's wrong with your hair?
Thanks Freddenstien. Cause that's something ALL girls want to hear.
Sorry. I meant…it just looks so…straight.
Maybe because I straightened it. Doofus.
Seems as if your vicious personality is still in tact.
Nyeeh.
Real mature….wait a second. Are you wearing a dress?
No, I'm wearing a trash bag.
No need to be sarcastic. But why are you?
Do you have a problem with me being dressed like this?
Nooo…it's just that this look isn't you. Your Sam. Not some pretty girl.
Gee, thanks. You sure know how to make a girl feel special.
Sorry…again.
Your not forgiven. But I'm too lazy to hold a grudge.
Okay…So, do you have a date with…that guy tonight.
You mean Pete? And yes.
You know, I've never liked Pete. Especially now that he's dating you.
What's wrong with Pete?
He's just so…long-haired.
You don't like someone because of the length of their hair? Who's mature now.
Still me.
Whatever you say, Fredhead. By the way, what did you mean when you said, 'Especially now that he's dating you.'
Um…nothing.
Whatever, loser.
A/N- Hehe, that was fun to write. I hope it was also fun to read. Anyways, thanks to everyone for the wonderful reviews and PM's! I have a proposition for all of you. If I reach 70 reviews by tommorow (all from DIFFERENT people), then I will post the next chapter right away. By that, I mean tommorow. It will be a bit difficult for me, but I'm willing to do it as long as I feel the love. Hehe. Anyway, thanks for reading!
