Disclaimer- There once was a girl who lived in a apartment. Her name was SavySoCool. She spent her nights sulking in pity, depressed at the fact that she didn't own iCarly. So, one night, she went on her computer, made a fanfiction account, and wrote a story. Now she spends her days writing lame fanfics and disclaimers. Pretty depressiong story, huh?
A/N- I'm back! I am so sorry for the lack of updates. I've just been so busy with my life. 6 DAYS! That's the longest I've ever gone with out updating! Again, I am so sorry...
But, I do have good news. This story has reached over 115 reviews and 12,500 hits! You guys are so nice!
Now, this brings me to some bad news. After this chapter, I will not be continuing this story...EVER...nah, I'm just kidding. But you should have seen the looks on your faces. My real bad news is that I'm going to go on vactation from Aug. 8th to Aug. 14th. In between that time, there will be no updates...
Now, this chapter, like always, represents Sam and Freddie's relationship. But with a few twists and turns along the way...
Class- US History
Takes Place During- N/A
I'm bored.
Hello, bored. I'm Freddie.
Lamest. Joke. Ever.
Shut up. I thought it was pretty funny.
You would, Sir Dork-a-lot.
And what is that supposed to mean?
It means that you tell jokes worse than Carly lies.
I do not. My jokes are plenty funny.
Keep telling yourself that, Fredachini.
Why do you have to be so mean to me all the time?
Because I LOVE it!
If you have a crush on me, just admit it.
Do you want me to come over there and beat the chizz out of you? Because I just learned a new move. It's called the Black Cobra, and I doubt you want me to test it on you.
It's funny how you think you scare me.
Blaaack Cooobra.
I grew out of that a long time ago. I'm not scared of you anymore.
You should be.
Yet I'm not.
Oh, stuff it. When did you turn into such a cocky nub?
When I realized you're nothing more than a petite GIRL!
No one calls Sam Puckett a GIRL and gets away with it!
Oh, come on SAMANTHA.
That's it! One of these days, I'm gonna get you. It may not be today, it may not be tomorrow. But some day…
Where have I heard those words before?
Class- Biology
Takes Place During- iMove Out
Hola, me non-amigo.
Hey Sam. How's it going?
None of your business.
I was just trying to be polite. Something you should learn.
But being polite requires effort.
So does fighting. You know, it takes 82 muscles to frown, and only 4 to smile.
Yeah, but it takes only two to punch you.
Touché.
Stop using words I don't know. It's not POLITE!
Coming from the girl who stuffed a chilidog down my pants.
Stop trying to make me feel guilty. Even though the chilidog doesn't deserve such torture, I found it on the floor. And there is no way I was going to eat it.
Wow, that's a first. Usually, you don't care where your meat comes from.
Yea, but the thought of seeing you squirm over-powered any hunger I had.
So you admit it! You think I'm better than food!
No way. You know that NOTHING comes between mama and her meat!
I'm made of meat too, you know…
Yes, but I'm not a cannibal, Freddenstein.
I never said you were…
Then what did you mean by- YOU ARE SICK, BENSON!
That's funny. I could say the same thing about you, Puckett.
Dork. I do not like you. At all. In fact, I HATE YOU!
Are you sure, Sammy. Are you really sure?
Class- Algebra 1
Takes Place During- iSaved Your Life
What's shakin', bacon.
Will you quit saying that.
Lighten up, Fredbacon.
Stop it.
What's got you so SIZZLED up?
ARGH! Stop it! I am not Carly's bacon!
Come on! I didn't mean to get you do FRIED up.
That makes no sense! Can you just quit it already?
Nope. It's too fun.
Why do you even care about me and Carly being together?
Who says I care? I just don't want yo- I mean Carly to get hurt.
Suuuure. Just admit you're jealous and we can move on.
When pigs fly!
Will you stop with that bacon bit!
Yum. Bacon Bits…
What's wrong with you? Why can't you just be happy for me? Why must you always try to ruin EVERY SINGLE ONE of my relationships?
I DO NOT! And what about MY happiness?
Now what are you talking about. How does MY love life affect YOUR happiness?
It doesn't. You know what, just forget it!
Fine. Be that way.
Don't tell me what to do, Freddork!
Whatever. Just stay out of my love-life.
FINE!
FINE!
GOOD!
GOOOD!
I HATE YOU!
I HATE YOU SO MUCH MORE!
A/N- Denial is not just a river in Wisconsin...
Umm, directer, ma'am. The saying goes, "Denial's not just a river in EGYPT..."
SHUT UP, FREDDIE! Ugh, actors.
Anyway, thanks for reading my...special...story. If you haven't already, check out my other story, iWill Come Back...
In the words of Chad Dylan Cooper, PEACE OUT, SUCKA'S!