So this is a Freddie chapter, in case you were wondering. Anyways, I want to say, Thanks for all the reviews! I hope the last two chaps were good, explainy all that nice junk:) this is a warning: this chapter has some swears in it, and a bit of violence. Hope you LOOOOVE it:D lol
FPOV
"Sam! SAM! S. A. M!" I opened my eyes, and yawned, rolling over to see Carly glaring down at me, one hand on her hip, in a snobby position.
"Hey Carls," I said lazily. I was glad that I had gotten used to be being Sam. Carly sighed, annoyed.
"Get up! It's time for school," Carly said. Her hair was wet, and she was in a new pair of clothes. Jess stood behind her, her hair wet, and in new clothes. I glanced at the clock. 7:45. I had no time to change, or anything. I jumped up quickly.
"Carly! Why didn't you wake me sooner? I have no clothes, I can't take a shower! I'll be late, thanks to you!" I cried, running around in circles. Carly chuckled, but Jess rolled her eyes, and leaned against the island.
"Sam, you can borrow my clothes," Carly said, handing me a bundle. I ran into the bathroom. I ripped her shirt off, and made the mistake of looking in the mirror.
Oh God.
I felt like a perv. But what can a guy do? When had they gotten... I dont know, so big? I tore my eyes away, turning bright red. I pulled on Carly's shirt on. I pulled Sam's pants down, and put on Carly's skinny jeans.
I looked in the mirror. The shirt was sky blue, and it fit right. I guess. It matched Sam's eyes. Her deep, blue, oceany eyes. Whoa. Hold on, what did I say? Never mind. It was a low V-Neck too, as though teasing boys like me. I shook my head, and left the bathroom.
"Carly?" I yelled. No answer. "Jess?" I called, a little hesitant. No reply. I looked around. Their bags were gone. A note was on the counter.
Dear Sam,
I convinced Carly to leave. You hardly mean anything to her anyways. She agreed in seconds. Hope u wont be late:) bye,
Jess.
I stared at the note, anger broiling in me. I grabbed Sams bag, which luckily was on the couch. I bolted down the stairs, my feet moving impossible fast. I got outside, and saw Carly and Jess loading the bus. I ran for it, just barely making it. I shoved Jess, who fell in a seat with Shawn. He immediately lighted up, his face breaking into a grin. I sat beside Carly.
"Where's Jess?" Carly asked me. I shrugged, and looked around.
"Guess she wanted to sit with Shawn," I said, smirking at her pained face.
"Oh, OK," Carly shrugged, and toyed with her backpack. I sighed, and took some deeo breaths.
"Good thing I made the bus, huh?" I said, glancing at her. She was staring at Jess, looking sad.
"What? Oh, yeah. Good thing," Carly replied, looking out the window.
"You OK?"
"I'm fine."
"You sure?"
"I said I am Fine Sam! Drop it!" Carly snapped. She didn't say anything else for the rest of the ride.
Sam texted me.
How is she?
Uh, not good.
Y?
B Cuz, sam. That jess freak is so annoying and now carly is being... u know what
no. what?
I got off the bus, and moved toward the school. Out of no where, Three girls surrounded me. Wendy, Jocelyn, and Kathy.
"Sam! I love that shirt! Where did you get it? I have to get one just like it," Wendy gushed, toying with the rim of it. I shrugged. Carly came to my rescue.
"She got it at Hollister," Carly said, and dragged me away.
"Bye Sam!" They all yelled. I noted that no one said bye to Carly. I would have to ask Sam about it.
Suddenly Sam came up, and stood in front of us. She eyed the shirt.
Carly clenched her jaw. "Have you decided yet Freddie?" she said slowly.
Sam glared at her.
"It looks like you haven't."
"Excuse me?" Carly cried.
"You're all buddy buddy with... Sam now."
"Because Sam had the decency to apologize!" Carly screamed, her hand latching onto my arm. It actually hurt. I winced slightly.
Sam looked like she was getting mad. "Well you had the decency of an ASS!" she retorted, getting in Carly's face.
"What did you just call me?" she shrieked, and let go of me, shoving Sam away from her. By now there was a whole crowd of kids, some looking concerned, most looking deeply interested. Sam went to shove her back, but I stepped between them.
"Guys," I started.
"Shut up Sam. This doesn't involve you," Carly snapped at me, pushing me away.
"Doesn't involve me? I-" I began again, getting mad.
"Of course it involves her! What are you a physco?" Sam shouted, and she shoved Carly. Carly fell smack on her butt, and she glared up at Sam.
"Shut the hell up Freddie. You were never cool enough to be my friend! Ever. I only pretended, because I had iCarly all in store, and you were in love with me, which made it so much more easy!" She stood up, and put her face really close to his. "Your a sucker Freddie! A loser, a nerd, whatever you want to call yourself, I dont give a damn. Stay away from me, AV Freak!" Carly was screaming now, her face red. I heard some people snicker, and a few more mutter, "bitch!" That made me happy.
"Shut up yourself!" I yelled. Everyone looked at me. I shoved Carly, glaring at her. She showed a little fear, but it disappeared quickly. "Your the one that's a loser, apparently. All I have done to you is be nice! And you call me a loser? I mean... Freddie? And all Sam, I mean me, has done is do whatever you say, no matter how much you annoy her. Me. Go play with your mean friend, who wrote me THIS," I slapped the letter in her hand, " And leave us ALONE." I stepped up to her, and slapped her across the face. I knew a guy shouldn't hit a girl, but I was Sam at the moment, and she totally had that one coming, and you know it. I grabbed Sam's arm, and dragged us away, into the school. I glanced back to see Carly and Jess glaring at us, whispering to each other.
Sam tried to get away from me, but I held on tighter. Finally we were in homeroom. Sam sat at my desk, and I sat at hers. I stared at the teacher in front of us, my heart sinking miserably.
I would never be in my body again. I would always be in Sams body. Hated by her mom. Abused by her sexually frustrated boyfriends. Abused by Carly. I would turn mean, like Sam, I would turn hateful. I'd find a new best friend. Hell, maybe I'd get interested in guys, so I won't be labeled Les, and be hated even more. I sighed, not allowing the tears that threatened to spill come out of her sea blue eyes.
I was screwed.
It didn't help that I was starting to like Sam. I was way past that stupid Carly stage, definitely. Yet now I loved... Liked Sam. What was wrong with me?
I was falling in love with a demon who really didn't like me, especially since I almost got her raped, and just cause she is my blond headed demon. And I would always like her. I always have, I guess. Since the kiss. If you think about it...
Yeah, I was totally screwed.
