(AN:) Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly, or Madisen Hill.
Freddie jumped out of bed as soon as his alarm clock started ringing. He rushed through his house - running to the bathroom to brush his teeth and take a shower then back to his bedroom to find clothes. When picking his lucky outfit - his blue shirt with light blue jeans, he ran to the kitchen, grabbing his breakfast and shoving it in his mouth as he looked around for his backpack and shoes.
"Freddie take it easy!" Marissa yelled from the kitchen. "You're going to choke on your bagel!"
"Sorry, Mom," Freddie said in between his teeth that was holding his breakfast. "I'm in a rush."
"I can see that," his mother commented, walking over to take his food out of his mouth. "Why don't you first eat and then put on your shoes?"
Freddie finished tying his shoes when she was done, so he grabbed his breakfast and ran to his room. "Because I've got to get to school!"
"You're not even late!" Marissa said, looking at her wristwatch. "You still have thirty minutes."
"Then looks like I'm going to have to run to school today," Freddie said before kissing his mother on the cheek. "You can punish me later - I gotta go!"
"Freddie!" His mother called after him as he ran out the door. She shook her head, wondering what could have gotten into that boy today. He would have some explaining to do when he got home.
When Freddie got to school Madisen was already at their locket, but not Sam. He smiled before going up to his friend and hugging her from behind.
"Morning," Madisen smiled.
"Morning," Freddie repeated, kissing her cheek. "How you've been?"
"I'm feeling better," Madisen answered. "What about you?"
"Besides the fact that I probably made the second biggest mistake in my life last night," Freddie started and Madisen gasped.
"Did you tell her?" Madisen jumped up and down and Freddie grabbed her waist to stop her.
"No, not yet!" Freddie laughed and Madisen hit his chest. "I promised Melanie that I'd only take two weeks before I'll admit everything to her."
"Two weeks?" Madisen questioned. "Why two weeks?"
"Because she's only going to stay here for that long and she said that she didn't want to leave without seeing us together."
Sam stopped before walking around the corner. She didn't mean to be eavesdropping, but she couldn't help it. Especially because of what Freddie just said.
"How long do you think it's going to take?" Madisen asked.
Freddie sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "I'm hoping not that long."
Was Freddie now going to go out with another girl?
"Well, it better be fast," Madisen said as her arms snaked around Freddie's neck, "Because if she won't have you then I guess I'm going to have to."
"Madisen," Freddie laughed, kissing her forehead. "Well, we better get to class then. I gotta go find Sam."
"Good luck with that," Madisen said before walking in her own direction.
Freddie watched Madisen go, waving goodbye before she walked into her classroom and then turned around, almost bumping into Sam.
"Sam, hey!" Freddie greeted. "Just the person I wanted to talk to!"
Sam didn't say anything - she just glared at him before walking away.
"Sam, could you please just talk to me?" Freddie asked, pulling Sam back to him.
"Do that one more time and you can say goodbye to your arm," Sam threatened before walking into Miss. Briggs's classroom.
Freddie groaned before following after the remaining students. He couldn't believe what was happening. Why was Sam suddenly being so difficult? Well, when wasn't she difficult, but not this difficult! It was like Freddie threw away all the ham and ribs in the world.
On the side note; why was she angry already?
And he promised Melanie that he'd only take two weeks. HA! He just knew he was going to have to end up spilling everything to Sam instead of giving her small hints.
"Freddie!" Miss. Briggs yelled, having Freddie jump in the air. "Take a seat before I kick you out of my class!"
Freddie didn't need to be told that twice. He nodded his head and took his seat behind Sam like always. It was either sitting there or next to her...sitting next to her could wait for Mr. Howard's class.
"Alright class," Miss. Briggs started when the bell finally rang. "Today we're going to start off with a project."
The classroom started booing and Miss. Briggs stopped her foot on the ground.
"You don't even know what the darn project is yet!"
"We don't need to know," Gibby called out. "It sucks already."
"No one asked for your opinion, Gibby," Miss. Briggs said, glaring at the weird child. "I'm actually feeling nice today, so this project is going to be something new."
"Whatever it is I call being Freddie's partner!" One girl said, turning around to look at him.
"No way I call Freddie," another girl argued from one side of the room.
"That's unfair you two already had Freddie in Mr. Henning's class. I never had him yet."
"Girls you can all shut up!" Sam screamed, "The nub's mine."
"Really, Samantha?" Miss. Briggs asked. "You actually want to work with Freddie?"
Sam looked up from her doodle. She replayed everything that happened in the ten minutes. Did she really just say she wanted to work with Freddie on a project when she wasn't supposed to be talking to him? Great job, Puckett! GREAT JOB!
"Yeah, that's right," Sam confirmed. It was too late to go back on her word anyways. Plus, she needed to save Freddie from all these airheads. They'd just use Freddie for a good grade and then try to be in an episode of iCarly.
Plus she could rub it in Madisen's face that Freddie was going to be with her again.
"If you say so," Miss Briggs smiled and the students were still worried on what was happening. "So," she clapped her hands together. "Back to the project. We all know how wonderful your generation is with all the new stuff we have now. The project is about what do you think your generation will be most remembered by."
"Like video games, communication, websites, and such?" One boy asked and Miss Briggs nodded her head.
"Exactly. It can be whatever you think it'll be remembered by. You can make a poster, sing, dance, play music, or make your own music video - whatever. This will be done in partners so everyone get together and start thinking about what you'd like to do while I go walk around and smell the fresh air."
Miss Briggs took her keys from her desk, took a deep breath in before walking out of the classroom.
"That woman has something in her panties. Whatever it is I hope it stays there for the rest of the school year," Sam commented, having everyone agreeing before they were off finding partners and starting their project.
"Thanks, Sam."
Sam turned around, her bangs covering her right eye as she looked at Freddie who's chocolate colored eyes were looking right into her blue ones.
"For what?" Sam asked.
"Saving me from the other girls," Freddie said, smiling and Sam rolled her eyes.
"You do know I'm only working with you so I can pass this class?" Sam turned around when saying this, trying to calm down her nerves. She hated when he smiles.
"Sure," Freddie just agreed before taking out a notebook. "You wanna sketch some ideas down?"
"No," Sam answered honestly, lifting her backpack off of the floor and placing it on Freddie's desk before resting her head on it. "I'm taking a nap."
"Sam, we just got to school," Freddie reminded, bringing his face close to hers.
"So?" She changed her head position, so she didn't have to look at him. "Doesn't mean I'm still not tired."
"We're not going to get this project done soon, are we?"
"Why?" Sam asked, still having her eyes open. "So then you can be with Madisen more?"
Freddie didn't say anything - he just placed his stuff back into his backpack. He didn't need to see the look on Sam's face to know she was telling the truth and was a little crushed.
Don't worry, Sam, Freddie said in his head. I'll fix the mistakes I created.
