Hello there all you wonderful people in fanfic land! I just want to take some time out to thank you all so much for all of your support with this story so far. Also, a quick update concerning my situation. Ultimatereader14 sent me a message apologizing to me and even offered to take down the story he/she wrote (sorry I don't know if you're a boy or a girl lol). We worked out the problem, and since I didn't feel right about having someone delete their story because of me, I told him/her to continue on with it. I read Chapter 3 of iGet My Revenge, and I have to say that it does have a lot of potential and I look forward to reading a different interpretation of my idea. So if you felt put off to reading it because it's similar to my story, I think that you should read it because though it's the same idea, it's a different approach. So, I dedicate this chapter to Ultimatereader14. Thanks for being mature about this situation and may your story get lots of success =) Here's chapter 9. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: iCarly and all related characters are property of Dan Schneider and Nickelodeon. No copyright infringement is intended and no profit is made from this fiction.
Sam quickly left Bushwell Plaza, a sheen of unshed tears in her eyes. Honest Sam was chasing Ignorant Sam with a chainsaw, hell-bent on killing her. Sam felt so confused about everything, and it didn't help that she was alone.
"Get back here you stupid, ignorant, blind, son of a-" yelled Honest Sam.
"No! Sam did the right thing!" yelled Ignorant Sam as she barely dodged a shuriken thrown her way.
"You just made everything worse you idiot!" yelled Honest Sam.
"Please… just stop you two," said Sam feeling suddenly drained.
Honest Sam looked at Sam sadly. Ignorant Sam didn't feel as bad, but she knew that Honest Sam would listen to her, so she was safe for now. Honest Sam glared at her ignorant counterpart. She was so going to get her while she slept. Sam arrived home quicker than she realized. She guess it was because those two parts of her were bickering so much. When she walked through the door, Melanie looked up and saw that her twin looked distraught. Being the person she was, Melanie immediately went to the kitchen to cook some bacon for her sister. She figured that Sam might need to talk.
Sam walked into her room and didn't bother to lock the door behind her. Even though she felt like she did the right thing, something was bothering her. The fiery blonde never felt so confused about something in her young life. Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door.
"Sam?" called a soft voice from the other side of the door. It was Melanie.
"Go away please," said Sam feeling depressed.
"I have bacon," said Melanie in a persuading voice.
"Fine, come in," said Sam. As soon as she heard bacon she was sold.
"Sam, what's wrong?" asked Melanie genuinely concerned as she handed the large plate of bacon to her sister.
"It's not important," said Sam.
"Sam Puckett," said Melanie, "I've never seen you this depressed. Not even when you heard there was no bacon flavored ice cream."
Sam smiled a little at Melanie. Even though she couldn't stand her sometimes, Sam appreciated her sister. Maybe she needed to start showing that more.
"I kinda yelled at Freddie," said Sam.
"That's all?" said Melanie surprised. "From what Carly tells me, that's something you do on a daily basis."
"It was different this time," said Sam.
"Well what happened?" asked Melanie.
"Long story," said Sam.
"Sam, I always have time to listen to my sister's problems, even if you don't want me here," said Melanie.
Sam playfully nudged her sister. "Thanks Mel," she said appreciatively. "Good bacon by the way."
"Anytime sis," said Melanie. "So what happened?"
Sam explained to Melanie everything that happened. Melanie sat attentively and soaked in every word her sister said. This definitely was helping her get more information on the situation Carly told her about. So from what she gathered, Freddie finally told Sam his intentions and she got scared, which led her to doing whatever she did when she was scared: get angry.
"I'm so sorry to hear that Sam," said Melanie.
"I just can't help but feel like I did something wrong, but I don't know what," said Sam.
"You ran away, that's what you did wrong," said Melanie with a knowing smile. "You were afraid that a boy, your best friend no less, wanted you to be his girlfriend. You know, not everyone is like Jonah or Pete."
"I know that Mel," said Sam. "But he's had a crush on Carly since the sixth grade. How do I know he's not using me to get to her?"
"You don't," said Melanie even though she knew that wasn't the case. "But that's what life is about. You have to take chances sometimes, it's what makes it worth living. Staying reserved and pessimistic doesn't do anything but keep you held down."
Sam just stared at her sister. Who knew that Melanie could be so wise?
"You should listen to her you know," said Honest Sam. "Even though she's annoying and makes us sick, she only tries to make sure we're happy."
Sam was waiting for Ignorant Sam to say something, but she was nowhere to be found, which was strange. Honest Sam had on a sly smirk and Sam just shook her head.
"You're right Melanie," said Sam. "But I'm tired of being second banana. I don't wanna be some consolation prize since Carly wasn't accessible."
"Maybe that's not the way it is," said Melanie.
"Please," said Sam with a little acid in her voice. "I'm second to Carly, and to you. Mom and Dad put all of their praise and attention on you. You were going to a fancy boarding school on a scholarship. You were little Miss Perfect to them. It's the same with Carly. She's little Miss Perfect to everyone else too. I'm just cast to the side as a delinquent that'll get arrested for life before I even finish high school."
Melanie looked down, feeling sad for her sister. Even though Sam wasn't the girliest girl in the world, she was smarter than people gave her credit for. Sam thought she could hide it from everyone, but Melanie knew better. She knew Sam did the things she did because Sam thought that was the only way that she could get the attention that she wanted. Melanie tried her best to give her sister the attention she craved, but Sam always pushed her away; and now she knew why. Tears began to fill Melanie's eyes and she hugged her sister while sobbing silently. Sam was surprised at her sister's actions. She hugged Melanie back awkwardly, not knowing what was going on.
"I'm so sorry Sam," said Melanie as more tears fell. "I should've tried harder even though you pushed me away."
Sam realized that she let a little too much slip. However, it did feel nice to get some of the things bothering her off of her chest. She also didn't realize that tears of her own finally fell. She didn't get angry though; it actually felt refreshing. Having this sisterly bond made her realize how much she missed Melanie. She was glad that Melanie was here and decided to go to Ridgeway. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all.
"Okay, enough crying," said Sam, going back to her normal demeanor while wiping away stray tears.
"You're right," said Melanie with a laugh wiping her tears away as well. "So, how do you feel about Freddie?"
"I think that he's the biggest nub on the face of the planet," was Sam's automatic reply.
"Samantha," said Melanie sternly.
"What? I was being serious," said Sam.
"Yeah, seriously lame," said Honest Sam.
Melanie just kept looking at Sam. Clear blue eyes that resembled her own looked right back at her.
"Sam, please stop joking," said Melanie. "Do you like Freddie as more than a friend?"
"No," said Sam while a faint pink began to show on her cheeks.
"Alright, then please explain something to me," said Melanie. "I never got to ask you this before, so now's as good a time as any."
"What is it?" asked Sam.
"That day, back when we were freshman and Freddie took me on that date," said Melanie.
Sam gave her a suspicious look. What was she getting at?
"As you know I kissed him," said Melanie. "But after I did, he said 'You swore we'd never do that again' because he was totally convinced that I was you. What did he mean by that?"
Sam's face flushed. Half was anger for hearing again that she kissed Freddie before, and half was from the memory of her first kiss.
"U-uh, well… you see," said Sam tumbling over her words.
"I asked Carly about it, and she told me you two shared your first kiss with each other," said Melanie. "Is that true?"
Sam didn't tell Melanie about it because she didn't want to hear squealing over the phone. She didn't want to answer the question because she was afraid that her sister might squeal now.
"Sam?" asked Melanie. "Is it true?"
"Yes it's true!" exclaimed Sam, finally exploding. "Yes, we kissed! His lips were so soft and I liked it a lot!"
Sam's and Melanie's eyes widened at that and Sam covered her mouth.
"Stupid, stupid mouth!" yelled Sam in her head.
"It felt so good to get that out in the open," said Honest Sam.
"YOU! Oh, you are so dead!" said Sam.
"Hey don't blame me," said Honest Sam. "Well maybe you can a little. Since the ignorant one is gone, your honest thoughts are a lot clearer now."
"Speaking of that, where is she?" asked Sam.
Honest Sam smirked evilly. So that's must be what she looked like when she planned on pranking Miss Briggs.
"Sam!" exclaimed Melanie while snapping her fingers in her sister's face.
Sam shook her head and looked at her sister. Melanie was positively beaming at her. Sam didn't like that look… at all.
"Oh my gosh! So you do like Freddie!" squealed Melanie.
"I ain't saying anything," said Sam as she crossed her arms childishly.
"You don't have to!" said Melanie triumphantly. "But was it the kiss that changed your feelings?"
Sam blushed even more and Melanie smiled.
"So you've always like him?! That's so cute!" gushed Melanie. "I mean I can't blame you though, Freddie is just so adorable!"
"Uh, I don't think adorable would be the right word for him now," said Sam absentmindedly. Her eyes widened again and she put her face in her hands.
"What do you mean Sam?" inquired Melanie.
"Ugh, I'm talking way too much," said Sam. "You'll see tomorrow when we hang at the mall."
"The mall?" repeated Melanie, confused.
"Oh yeah I forgot to tell you. You're coming with me, Carly and Freddie to the mall. Since school starts Monday, we figured we hang out for the day," said Sam.
"Sounds cool!" said Melanie.
"Alright, well go to bed then. We have to be at Carly's by 11," said Sam as she pushed her giddy sister out of the room.
"All right Sam. Good night!" called Melanie happily.
"Yeah, night," said Sam tiredly.
As Sam climbed into her bed, her thoughts drifted back to Freddie. As she closed her eyes, she dreamed of the brunet that was causing her distress.
Sam saw that she was in Ridgeway Junior High. In the distance, she could see Carly and Freddie, back when they were sixth graders. Freddie turned his head and looked at Sam, the same boyish smirk she knew him for on his face. He then looked away from her, giving his attention back to Carly.
"Will you go out with me Carly?" asked Freddie in a hopeful voice.
"Freddie, I already told you I don't like you in that way," said Carly kindly.
"See nub, I told you Carly will never love you," said sixth grade Sam as she approached them.
Freddie turned to look at the younger Sam. He glared in her direction and she glared right back, a smirk on her face. She loved riling him up. Sam smiled at the memory; that felt like so long ago.
Sam blinked, then the scene changed to their eighth grade year. They were in the iCarly studio.
The elevator opened to reveal Freddie. His eyes looked straight at eighth grade Sam, then to Carly. He waved awkwardly as he stepped out of it.
"You were right about Veronica," said Freddie. "She admit she was using me and even tried to convince me to get Sam to join us."
"Well come on, let's do a webshow. It'll help you feel better," said Carly excitedly.
"I said you were right. I never said I was coming back to iCarly," said Freddie.
Even now, hearing those words hurt her. Though eighth grade Sam looked unaffected, the real Sam knew better.
"But I tell you how important you are to the show all the time," said Carly.
"Yeah, you do," Freddie said to Carly. Then he looked pointedly at Sam.
"Sam, tell him he's just as important as we are," said Carly in a not-so-low whisper.
"Aww, why don't you just make me drink out of a toilet?" whined eighth grade Sam.
"Do it!" said Carly.
Eighth grade Sam walked up to Freddie. His chocolate eyes clashed with her blue ones.
"Freddie," said Sam seriously, "you're just as important to the show as we are."
Freddie smiled happily at Sam and it made her heart flutter. The two embraced each other in a hug, which Sam enjoyed very much. However, she had to end it by giving him a wedgie. It would've been too out of her character to just hug Freddie without doing anything.
"She gave me a wedgie!" Freddie complained to Carly.
"No charge," said young Sam with a genuine smile.
The real Sam chuckled a bit at that memory. It was one of her favorites from that year. After blinking again, she saw herself and Carly from their freshman year of high school. They were in the studio about to do their meatball war.
"Before our meatball war, I wanna say something," said the Sam in the memory.
She turned and faced the camera, guilt clear on her face.
"On the last iCarly, I told you all Freddie's never kissed anyone. That was real personal, and I shouldn't have said it on the show. So to all you people that's been making fun of Freddie, lay off! I bet a whole bunch of you never kissed anyone either… including me."
Carly's face showed absolute shock. Sam looked to her best friend.
"Yeah that's right. I've never kissed anyone. So if you want someone to tease, tease me… which is a bad idea unless you live near a hospital!"
The real Sam laughed at how protective she got of Freddie during her little speech. The next time she blinked, the same Sam that just made the speech was sitting in the windowsill by the fire escape Freddie was sitting.
"I'm sorry about everything," said Sam.
"So this means you're not gonna mess with me?" asked Freddie a little surprised.
"No I'm still gonna mess with you," said Sam with a smirk. "I'm just gonna apologize every few years so I can start fresh again."
"Good," said Freddie feeling relieved.
"Good?" asked Sam, confused.
"Yeah," said Freddie with a smirk of his own. "It'd be too weird if you weren't making my life miserable all the time."
Sam chuckled, and Freddie looked a little thoughtful.
"But maybe you can pull back a little?" asked Freddie hopefully.
"No," said Sam flatly.
"I didn't think so," said Freddie deflated.
Silenced reigned over them for a while, but it wasn't an awkward one. The bickering friends were quite comfortable in it until Freddie had a thought.
"So, you've never really kissed anyone?" asked Freddie.
"Nope, never kissed anyone," confirmed Sam. "It's so stupid. People make such a big deal about their first kiss."
"I know," said Freddie, agreeing completely.
"I wish I could just get it out the way you know?" said Sam.
"Me too," said Freddie.
Silence fell on them once again. Freddie broke it with a sound that said he just thought of something stupid.
"What?" asked Sam.
"Nothing," said Freddie. "It's stupid."
"What is it?" asked Sam.
"No I don't think I should-" began Freddie.
"Come on, tell me!" said Sam.
"Okay. I was just thinking…" said Freddie nervously.
"…that we should kiss?" said Sam finishing Freddie's thought.
"You're gonna break my arm now right?" asked Freddie nervously.
"No," said Sam.
"Well… should we?" asked Freddie. "Just to get it out of the way?"
The Sam in the memory looked thoughtful for a minute. The real Sam knew that the butterflies in her stomach were flying around to no end and her nerves were beginning to get in a frenzy.
"Just to get it out of the way," said the memory Sam. "And you swear we go right back to hating each other?"
"Totally," said Freddie. "And we never tell anyone about this."
"Never," said Sam.
Then they both sat staring at each other. Sam was getting antsy.
"Well… lean," said Sam.
Then they both leaned toward each other and their lips met. Sam's eyes were open in shock at how much one kiss affected her. She realized that that one kiss intensified her feelings for him. However, the kiss ended all too soon for Sam. Freddie looked thoughtful again.
"Well that was um…" said Freddie.
"Nice," finished Sam.
"Yeah, nice," said Freddie.
"Good… work," said Sam awkwardly.
"Thank you, you too," said Freddie.
Sam got up to leave. She didn't want to stay longer because she might've done something that would jeopardize their friendship.
"Hey," called Freddie before she left.
Sam turned around.
"I love you," said Freddie with a smile.
"I love you too Freddie," said Sam. She went back to the fire escape and they kissed again.
The real Sam stared wide-eyed at what was going on. That's NOT how it happened! What was wrong with her?! Was the dream trying to tell her something? Just as that thought left her mind, the Sam that was kissing Freddie walked up to her. Apparently that was Honest Sam the whole time.
"Hello!" said Honest Sam as she knocked on Sam's head. "You like the boy! Now stop denying it!"
As soon as that was said, the alarm on her cell phone went off. Apparently it was time for her and Melanie to get ready to go over to Carly's. It was 9am and Sam felt wide awake, which was weird, and went to wake up Melanie. She knew Melanie took just as much time to get ready as Carly did, so she set the alarm an hour earlier. As she padded down toward Melanie's room, she could hear hushed talking on the other side of the door. Was Melanie awake already? Before she could try to make out what was being said, Sam heard Melanie's phone click shut. She cursed herself for not waking a little earlier to hear, but then again, she did try to respect her sister's privacy. Keyword: try.
"Mel, you awake?" called Sam as she knocked on the door.
"Uh, yeah Sam," called Melanie. "I showered already, so the bathroom's all yours."
"Okay," said Sam and headed to the bathroom.
After her shower, Sam got ready in about 20 minutes. It irked her that she was done before Melanie. The girl should've been done before her! She even had a head start! Sam decided not to dwell on it. At 10:30, Melanie was ready, just as Sam thought the night before when she set her alarm. The twins left their house and headed to the bus stop. When the driver saw Sam, he glared, but when he saw Melanie behind her, he got scared. He didn't know there was two of them! Sam laughed and her sister looked at the driver weirdly as she paid her fare.
They arrived at Bushwell plaza 10 minutes before Carly's meeting time, which was good for Sam since she was tired of Carly's "You're always late Sam" speech. When the two walked into the lobby, an extremely irritated looking Lewbert was glaring at them. To Sam, it looked like his wart was glaring too. She shuddered.
"NO TWINS IN MY LOBBY!" yelled Lewbert.
Sam and Melanie pointedly ignored the angry doorman and took the elevator up to the eighth floor. When they reached Carly's apartment, Melanie was about to knock, but Sam just opened the door.
"You know, that's just rude Sam," scolded Melanie.
"Ah, they don't care. They leave it unlocked when they know I'm coming," said Sam.
"Hey Sam! Hey Melanie!" greeted Carly happily.
"Hey Carly!" greeted Melanie just as enthusiastically. Sam just waved and sat down.
"I can't believe you're going to Ridgeway with us," said Carly.
"I know right?" said Melanie happily.
"Where's the tech-dork?" asked Sam while lying on the couch.
"He's on his way," said Carly.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Speak of the devil," said Carly. "There's Freddie now. Come in Freddie!"
Freddie walked in, and the twins' jaws dropped. Freddie smirked at Sam's reaction. Freddie decided on wearing a black wife beater that showed his newly acquired muscular frame with blue jeans that fit him perfectly and a pair of black sneakers. After all, it was still pretty warm outside, so why not?
"F-Freddie?" asked Melanie incredulously.
"Oh so you're Melanie," said Freddie, his deep voice smooth.
"Y-yeah. I t-told you I'm r-really Sam's t-twin," said Melanie stumbling over her words.
"Well it's nice to finally meet you," said Freddie with a wink.
Melanie blushed profusely. "Wow, adorable isn't the right word for you anymore like Sam said," said Melanie under her breath.
Freddie caught what she said and smiled. "So Sam thought I was adorable before?" he asked.
Sam's face flushed and she glared at her twin. Melanie gave her an apologetic look.
"So Sam, what do you think of me now?" he asked with a smirk as he folded his arms.
Sam glared daggers at the cocky tech producer of their webshow. Then she suddenly put on a sweet smile.
"You wanna know what I think?" asked Sam. "Well I think you're…"
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