A/N: Hello there. I know I haven't updated in awhile but I have the perfect reason. I've been caught up with the projects and exams and I've been sick for a week. I even thought it was dengue but thank God it wasn't. It was a really high fever though. I guess I just got the sickness from my other sick classmate but whatever, I am here now so YAY!

Disclaimer: When the dessert floods and the grass turns blue, I'll probably own iCarly but since it's not then I guess I am not the owner of this show.

Airplane

I watch her fast asleep in her seat with the clouds at her background. I smiled. I don't even remember when I started falling for her. She's just, different from all the other girls in school. She's spontaneous; she doesn't care about fashion, she's wild and tough but then at times you'll see a soft side of her. The only reason I am with her is because her aunt won't allow her to go home all alone and my parents are out of town.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" Said the girl on the next column beside us as she read her magazine.

"Excuse me?" I asked looking at the girl with short black hair and purple highlights.

"Well, you've been looking at your girlfriend for like a long time now. Why'd you take her to Seattle anyway? It's not really a good place for summer outing." She said setting her magazine down looking at me.

"First of all, she's not my girlfriend and second, she's visiting her family and friends so I was forced to come here because her aunt doesn't want her to come home alone." I replied.

"But you like her don't you?" She said. "Look, I didn't mean to pry but really, you are looking like an obsessed maniac" She said smiling and then looking at the front of her seat.

"I'm not really the type to mingle with other people's business but I'll be giving you a tip for this girl: Don't stare. There are two different types of staring, one is stalker-ish type and the other one is the one that makes girls feel all pretty. I personally don't like either of those and base on her clothing I don't think she's one of those girls either" She said looking back at me. I gave her a low chuckle.

"Why do you care anyway?" I said in a very gentle manner and not in any way rude.

"I don't, just saying." She said raising her arms in defence still with that smile plastered on her face.

"Please fasten your seatbelts; the plane is about to land" Said a female voice that was heard over the speakers. With that Sam woke up and fastened her seatbelt.

"I smell bacon" She said. I sniffed and did not smell any.

"I don't smell any" I replied looking at her.

"Hmm" She said wondering "It probably means you are going to buy me a bag of bacon." She said

"You are so lucky I like you" I replied smirking

"Vic, I told you—" I stopped her by nodding

"I know" I said

The plane landed and we went out of the plane. I looked at Sam and saw a hint of joy, nervousness and hesitation in her eyes. It was as if she wasn't sure if she should be back to this place. I thought we were here to visit her mom but I can't wait to unfold some stories that I am sure this place is holding for her. She never told me anything about her past but right now I have this feeling that my bladder's full and that I really need to pee.

"Sam" I said which came out like a whisper.

"What?" She hissed

"I need to pee" I replied

"Pee later" She said as she started to walk.

"But my bladder is really full and I just can't. Gah! I need to pee!" I said running to the bathroom. After using the comfort room I saw her again, that girl from the plane.

"Hey it's you!" I said running up to her.

"What do you want?" She asked straight forward

"Well first, your name" I said. It would be nice to call her formally by name.

"I wouldn't tell you that. You're a stranger. Just call me 'the Airplane girl'. You know when you tell someone about the airplane incident, just go and call me 'the airplane girl'." She said trying to walk away from me.

"You know what?" She said turning around.

"What?" I asked and I noticed that her eyes were blue, a rare combination for someone with a black hair like her.

"Here" She said handing me a paper with her number scribbled in it. I don't quite get her. She won't give me her name but she gave me her phone number.

"Call me when she breaks your heart" She said smiling while she pointed at Sam who is now currently talking to a brunette guy and another blonde girl. I looked at them but when I turned back at 'the airplane girl', she was already on her way. I looked at the number in my hand and placed it inside my wallet. I then went running towards the group, thinking of an excuse for Sam for taking too long.

"Sam! God! It's hard to catch up on you! What if I get lost in here, what am I going to do?" I said catching my breath.

"I told you to hold your pee" Sam said rolling her eyes.

"I'm sorry that I can't help it when my bladder's full!" I replied defensively. The guy with a brunette hair gave me and Sam a confused look. Sam looked back at them.

"Uhm, guys this is Vic, Vic meet Freddie and Kaleen" I was contemplating on whether to shake their hands or wave or something, so I went with the wave and they waved back.

"So are you two—" Kaleen started.

"Do you want to hang out at the Groovie Smoothies?" Freddie then interrupted.

"Uhh Sure" Sam said a little confused. It was then as if she noticed something.

"Freddie" She said.

"Yeah?"

"Where's Carly?" she asked

"She's at Yakima, visiting her granddad but I guess she'll be home tomorrow or something" Kaleen replied with a smile.

"Oh, okay. Well, can you let us drop off our stuff in her house for awhile? I already texted her"

"Sure" Freddie replied. We took the cab going to the Bushwell Plaza. I looked at Freddie and Sam as we took the cab and I am pretty sure that those two have quite a history that I somehow can't wait to unfold. Hold on to your sit Vic, I guess you have a competition and it's on you to win or lose.

And we're clear.

That's it for this chapter I hope you enjoyed it. Do you mind telling me what you think about it? I am giving you the freedom to speak you mind! It's a free world baby!