Okay here is the next update. A lot of people asked what else was on the video. I promise you there is nothing super surprising on it but it will be discussed in this chapter. I tried to keep all the character's reacting like they normally would especially with Sam which was tricky.

iAm Not Okay

Chapter Twelve

Sam thought Principal Franklin's office felt warmer than usual but she couldn't bring herself to remove her sweatshirt. Carly was sitting to her right still holding her hand. When she tried to tell her it was okay to let go she refused. Freddie was to her left and Gibby was next to him. Principal Franklin was just outside the door speaking with his secretary. She heard him say something along the lines of 'if anyone asks I'm looking into it right now.'

On the outside she was unmoving but inside she was still shaking. Someone had recorded her changing in the girls' locker room and then posted in on the internet. The whole school had access to that splash face page. And she might not have seen all the video but considering how much she and Carly had seen by the time it froze in the middle it went on for a while; long enough to show her changing completely out of her gym uniform. Which unfortunately exposed everything that wasn't covered by her underwear and just underwear. Everything north was on video somewhere.

Sam's hands started shaking at the sudden realization. Just because Freddie deleted the video from the internet didn't mean it was gone forever. Someone had to have the original and then there was the possibility that someone downloaded it from the splash face page while it was up. Carly tightened her grip and she felt pressure on her other hand. Freddie too was holding her hand and she thought he must have noticed her shaking again.

She couldn't describe her feelings right then. Was she scared? Angry? Embarrassed, kept coming to mind.

Principal Franklin finally returned to the office and closed the door behind him. He took a seat at his desk and breathed a heavy sigh. His eyes scanned the four of them before bouncing back to her.

"Sam, are you alright to talk right now?"

"Yes," she answered instinctively but it was the truth. She would talk about whatever he wanted if it would break the nerve racking silence in the room. He nodded.

"Do any of you know who posted the video?"

The group simultaneously shook their heads.

"Do either of you know when this video was taken?" He asked the girls.

"How could we possibly know that?" Carly asked.

"Do you maybe recognize the clothes you were wearing?" He clarified. "Carly do you remember who you were speaking with, I'm going to have to talk to her as well." He mumbled something about speaking to a bunch of parents too but that wasn't directed at them.

"It might have been Michelle, but I don't remember I'd have to uh-I'd have to see it again," the look on Carly's face made it clear that re-watching the video was the last things she wanted to do.

"Unfortunately that is not possible, which leads me to my next question," Sam noticed his eyes shift over to the boys. "Do any of you know how the video was taken down?"

"I shut down the whole website," Freddie admitted.

"I'm not surprised, which makes this all the harder to say," he hesitated before continuing, "Freddie I'm going to have to give you some sort of punishment for shutting down the website."

'WHAT?" Carly and Sam jumped up from their seats in protest.

Principal Franklin tired his best to keep an even tone. "It's against policy, he doesn't have the authority to-"

"He took the video down so less people would see it." Sam said slamming her hands down on the desk.

"Which is why I'll probably be able to just assign him a detention, but-"

"But that's not fair," she shouted.

"Sam it's alright, both of you just sit down." Carly sat down first and Sam still frowning with her arms crossed tightly followed.

Principal Franklin watched Sam carefully to make sure she wasn't going to have another outburst. When her shoulders finally relaxed a bit he continued. "Again Freddie I am sorry if I it were up to me I wouldn't give you a punishment but it is school rules."

"I understand."

"So you all saw the video, is that correct?" he asked.

"We only saw the first half, maybe a little less." Carly answered.

"I didn't really see any of it," Freddie added. "I hit play but once Gibby told me what it was I went directly to shut it down."

The group turned to Gibby. He looked incredibly uncomfortable and was fiddling with fingers. "Gibby?"

"A bunch of guys in study hall were watching it, they were all crowded around one computer and I wanted to know why." He was speaking quietly but the room was so silent that even whispering they could all hear him. "It was more than half way through the video and as soon as I realized what it was I slammed the laptop shut and went to go tell Freddie."

"Okay, well perhaps one of those boys would know who posted the video?" Principal Franklin suggested. Gibby started shaking his head.

"No, I don't think so."

"Why is that?"

"Well you see in the video, uh, you were," he started to turn towards Sam and then promptly turned back away. His face was slowly becoming redder than his jacket.

"Spit it out," Sam snapped.

"You were covered, in that uh area," without looking Gibby gestured towards Sam, nearly smacking Freddie in the face in the process.

"What?"

"Well not covered covered but like uh pixelated, I know that's doesn't make the whole thing better but anyways the guys seemed a little, um, disappointed and made comments that lead me to believe they didn't know who it was who posted it."

"But you're sure I was-" Sam went quiet.

"I only watched for a second but yeah I'm pretty sure."

It didn't make Sam feel much better. So the whole school hadn't exactly seen her boobs but the idea was there along with the rest of her. And someone still had the unedited video.

"Alright I think that's enough questions for now, Sam I'm going to give your mom a call and then I'll call Spencer."

"Wait, why?" Carly asked.

"I need to let them know what happened and for them to come pick you up if you don't feel up to continuing classes today."

"I can understand calling Mrs. Puckett but why Spencer?" she asked.

"Well Carly you were in the video too, your privacy, as well as every other girls' in that locker room, was invaded."

"And you have to tell him exactly what happened?" Sam asked. She didn't want Spencer to know; she didn't want anybody to know. Perhaps her expression made it clear because he then assured them that her name would not have to be used or her role in the video revealed.

This was good because after Freddie and Gibby went back to class and Spencer and Mrs. Puckett were called it was obvious the only way Sam was getting home was if Spencer took her too. Thankfully he had been given consent to take her out of school back in the sixth grade when she got a stomach virus and her mom hadn't gotten back from her long weekend in Vegas.

The car ride home was awkward as Spencer tried to pry information out of them about the video. All he knew was that a video had been taken in the girls' locker room without permission and they happened to be on tape.

They spent the rest of the day lounging in Carly's room not speaking much. Carly kept trying to get Sam to talk about her feelings but that wasn't happening. So instead she just kept reassuring her that not everybody in the school saw it at least it was down now. Which only left Sam thinking about how long it would be before it was back up again. When this thought occurred to her she immediately ran to Carly's desk to see if the website was back online. It was but with no sign of the video. This didn't stop the girls from refreshing the page every ten minutes.

Not fifteen minutes after school let out Freddie and Gibby were walking into the apartment. Sam asked if everyone at school was talking about her and Gibby awkwardly replied that not everyone was but that quite a few people were. Freddie promptly added that most people only knew rumors and it probably wasn't that many people that had seen the video.

Sam still looked irritated with the taller boy and mentioned to Carly she was going to head home now. On her way out the door she grabbed Freddie's sleeve and dragged him along with her. Once in the hallway she let go and turned to him.

"How long was that video up?" She asked.

"About seven minutes, I think who ever uploaded it did it a little before class ended so anyone who logged onto splash face in between classes would see it." Every mention of the mystery person who uploaded the video farther pissed off Sam but she took a deep breath and asked her next question.

"Would anyone have been able to uh, download or save the video to their computers in the seven minutes that it was online?"

Freddie didn't say anything but he looked like he was doing some sort of calculations in his head. Finally when Sam was just about to stomp away in frustration Freddie's head started shaking. "No, downloading the video would have been really difficult, the way it was uploaded its actually why I shut down the whole site instead it was faster that way, but even if someone did have the software to download it, and it would have to be really good software, it would have taken longer than seven minutes."

"Oh."

"The only other way someone could have saved that video would be if they had taken a video of the video and the quality by then would be so poor you and the others wouldn't be recognizable." Perhaps he was trying to make her feel better. It was a nice gesture but-

"They'd still know it was me." She was surprisingly not directing her anger at him, her rational mind seemed to only show up in moments when she really needed it and right now it wasn't letting her yell at Freddie. It wasn't his fault.

"I'm sorry."

"For what, you didn't post the video you took it down and you ended up in detention." Why was he apologizing to her? She should be thanking him and hunting down who every posted the video. When she found him he was going to be more than just sorry.

"I just feel like someone owes you an apology," he shrugged. "Although I can't see an 'I'm sorry' being enough to make up for this."

"Don't worry about that, as soon as I find out who did this they're not even going to be able to say I'm sorry."

Freddie smiled and for the first time since that morning Sam did too; even if it was brief. "Just don't kill anyone okay, I don't want you to go to jail."

"You sound like Carly," Sam was overcome with a since of déjà vu and shook it off. "I'm gonna go now."

"Are you going to be okay?"

"You worry about me too much." Sam said seriously. "It's weird." It really was. She wasn't used to so many people worrying about her. Carly cared, Spencer cared, her mom sort of cared, she kind of always thought Freddie cared a little but recently it was like he was obsessed with her wellbeing.

"Sorry, would you like me to pretend like I don't care."

"Yes."

"Fine, I hope a bunch of hobos steal your beef jerky on the way home."

"Thanks."

So I hope I did okay with this chapter. I feel awkward writing dramatic stuff so when I reread it it sounds awkward but I'm hoping its all in my head. Anyways I think my favorite part of the whole chapter was the last little exchange between Sam and Freddie. It came to mind while I was writing but it feels very real to me, like I can see the conversation happening. Anyways I do hope you all enjoyed this chapter.