(AN:) I forgot to tell you guys this last chapter, but I changed the time Melanie was going to stay in Seattle. Instead of one week, she's going to stay for two.

Also if you haven't noticed I changed the chapter names to the days of the week, so we can keep track of what happens when.

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly, or Madisen Hill.

"You'll never guess what!" Freddie yelled into his cellphone when Melanie and Madisen finally picked up as he pulled on his jeans.

"This better be good," Melanie whispered, "Sam's downstairs and if she hears me talking to you again I'm dead."

"Don't worry, it won't take long!" Madisen squealed, fixing her makeup as her phone was on speaker. "This is something that you've got to hear."

"Fine, get on with it, so I can go back to sleep."

"Sam and I are working on a project together!" Freddie announced, jumping in the air.

"No way!" Melanie couldn't help but yell, shaking her free hand around in excitement. "What when how and where?"

"Miss. Briggs is making us do this project about what our generation will be most remembered by and these girls were trying to get me to be their partners, but then Sam comes up and says 'Back off the nubs mine!' in her own way and Miss. Briggs actually let us work together!" Freddie was so excited that he actually said that all in one breath.

"That's so awesome!" Melanie whispered, glancing at her door in case it would open any minute. "So, what are you guys going to do?"

"I have no idea yet," Freddie answered he he fixed his hair in the mirror, "But I just wanted to share it with you!"

"Did you guys even start yet?" Madisen dug through the random stuff underneath her bed to find her English notebook.

"No," Freddie sighed. "We were supposed to start it yesterday, but she wanted to take a nap during class." Freddie grabbed his backpack and his keys to lock the house door as he walked out into the hallway. "But I told you, Mel, that a miracle would happen."

"That's great," Melanie said, "Now, I gotta go since Sam's asking me to help her make lunch. I hope you guys have fun!"

"That's not going to be a problem," Freddie smiled when walking out into the sunlight. "I know today's going to be a good day."

Freddie hung up the phone, not hearing the girls say their goodbyes as he smelled the morning air. He was in a great mood because finally something was going his way. Freddie then started walking down the street making his way to school.

"Melanie, I'm going," Sam told her sister, grabbing the brown paper bag and then her backpack.

"Have a love filled day," Melanie sang as she climbed back upstairs, giggling on the way.

Sam stopped before opening the front door, turning around. "What is that supposed to me?"

Sam could still hear her twin sister giggle as she walked back into her room. She would have gone upstairs demanding her to explain what she meant, but she couldn't be late. Besides, it could wait until after school when she had plenty of time.

One thing was for sure on her list - Sam was going to try to have fun today for she was actually able to work with Freddie on a project! Not only would she be able to pass, but she could hang out with him again without Madisen interrupting. Hopefully it won't be awkward between them since they haven't been getting along throughout the past weeks.

Maybe if she wasn't so hard on him things would be easy, but it wasn't Sam's fault...she couldn't control herself most of the times.

But why did Sam need to be so angry? Freddie acted the same like he always does. Maybe it was just because seeing he actually has a girlfriend that's super nice just made something in Sam's stomach burn.

So maybe that was it. Sam was jealous. Well, she didn't need to be anymore for the rest of the week Freddie was going to be hers. Madisen can go back home waiting for her dad to come or whatever she usually does.

Wow that sounded so mean...

Freddie didn't need anyone to tell him what to do next. Working on this project was going to bring Sam and him closer and then he would be able to tell her his true feelings.

Even if it wasn't going to take two weeks like he promised Melanie. He was going to do it now. Well, not now, now, but when he had the perfect chance. Freddie thought he'd never be the person to say this, but THANK YOU MISS. BRIGGS!

Sam stretched her arms up before walking into school and straight to her locker. Luckily no one was there, so she was able to keep the huge smile on her face as she opened her locker to throw her junk for other classes in first. After cleaning out her bag she grabbed the water bottle that was hidden at the bottom.

She just couldn't wait until 1st period stared! Even if Freddie and Madisen walked over here holding hands and being lovey dovey it wouldn't bother Sam for Freddie would be all hers when school actually started.

Sam spit her water out. What the heck was going on with her? Because of one project she's acting like Madisen can now disappear? Plus this wasn't the Sam Puckett everyone was afraid of! She was acting more like Melanie each day and things had to change.

The blue eyed girl threw her water bottle back into her locker and slammed it shut. She needed to beat someone up in order to go back to normal.

"Gibby!" Sam screamed when seeing him walk into school.

Gibby froze on his tracks not wanting to look over at Sam. "Yeah?"

"Wanna do me a favor?"

Gibby thought about it, but it didn't take him long to say, "No!" And ran.

"Come back here!" Sam called, running after him. She was not going to let him get away. Sam needed this before she turned into Melanie fully.

"There goes your girlfriend," Madisen joked when Freddie came into school and Madisen met him at the door.

"What happened?" Freddie asked, the two walking to their shared locker.

"Gibby walked into school and Sam didn't waste any time to get him," Madisen explained, resting her head against one of the lockers as she watched Freddie get his things.

"Well, at least she's somewhat back to normal," Freddie shrugged, feeling great at the same time. "Hopefully soon she'll be fully back together."

"You have only nine days," Madisen brought up with a smirk on her face.

Freddie raised an eyebrow. "Thanks for changing the subject?" Freddie then closed his locker and glared at her. "I'm going to do something before Melanie leaves. I can't let her win."

"How is this a competition?" Madisen questioned as the two started walking towards Madisen's class.

"Who said anything about a competition?"

"You said you couldn't let Melanie win, so it means this is some type of competition."

"Look, Madisen," Freddie stopped, closing his eyes so he could think, "You know I don't want to just go tell her everything."

"Yet you want to waste time pretending I'm your actual girlfriend and see her beat up a poor kid to feel better?" Madisen pointed behind Freddie to where Sam was still chasing Gibby around the school.

Freddie groaned. Maybe she was right. Well, both she and Melanie were right about the things he keeps doing.

Madisen patted Freddie's shoulder. "Some geek you are," she whispered before walking into class.

Freddie couldn't help, but chuckle as he asked, "What's that supposed to mean?" Instead of hearing the answer, he just shook his head before walking to Miss. Briggs's class.

Sam was already sitting, trying to fix her hair by looking into her phone as a mirror. Guess chasing Gibby wasn't an easy job like before.

"Hey, next iCarly show we're going to let Gibby sit in a bathtub filled with toothpaste," Sam announced when Freddie took his seat behind her.

"Excuse me?" Freddie couldn't imagine what had happened.

"Yeah, I promised the weirdo we'd let him do it if I got to flip him over," Sam turned around and shrugged as she put her phone back into her pocket.

"I have a feeling that's not all you did to him," Freddie shared and Sam sighed.

"Someone should have recorded it; let's keep it at that," Sam said, resting her head on Freddie's desk so she could see him upside down.

"Please, let's do," Freddie agreed and Sam smiled before lifting her head up again when Miss. Briggs finally entered the classroom.

"Alright class," Miss. Briggs began when the bell finally rang. "Principal Franklin shared some horrible news."

"If it's horrible for you then it's wonderful for us," Sam translated ad then gasped, "You're finally getting fired?" she asked already starting to clap her hands.

"Heck no!" Miss. Briggs answered and Sam slumped in her seat. "You all get to skip school tomorrow."

The students started celebrating in different parts of the classroom as they screamed out questions all at once.

"That's awesome news!" Gibby yelled.

"Why would it be horrible?" Freddie asked.

"Yeah, we won't have to deal with you!" Sam added and high-five the kid next to her.

"Because I made a video for you," Miss. Briggs crossed her arms over her chest. "I already finished the project. Generation Randy Jackson," Miss. Briggs moved one hand in a rainbow motion as she imagined the future.

"We'd all die!" Sam yelled, interrupting her thoughts.

"Well, if my idea isn't great then what's yours and Freddie's?"

"Uh," Freddie started to freak out. "Ours what?"

"He means that our idea is so great that we don't want to ruin it," Sam corrected, turning around to Freddie to give him a smirk and Freddie knew this was going to work.

"Fine, step outside and tell me," Miss. Briggs walked over to the door.

Or not.

"Alright, fine, we don't have an idea yet," Freddie blurted out.

"Dude!" Sam spun around, throwing her hands out in a shrug.

"Is that so?" Miss. Briggs asked, smiling as she walked over to the two. "Well, if you don't have an idea, then looks like you won't be able to skip school tomorrow to work on something that will be counted for 91% of your grade and due Friday!" She slammed her hands down on Sam's desk and everyone flinched, but Sam.

The students jumped out of their seats to find their partners and raced to sketch an idea down before they were next on Miss. Briggs's list. Sam and Freddie however were the only two who stayed in their seats still looking at the red head.

"Why 91%?" Sam just had to ask.

"Because this is my class and my rules," Miss. Briggs glared at her and Sam was about to spit right in her eye, but Freddie grabbed her shoulder.

"Give us until the end of class," Freddie said before Sam did anything.

"I'll give you five minutes," Miss. Briggs corrected. "And that goes the same to everyone in this class! If I can make a video in a day, then you all can come up with an idea in less than five minutes! Not only that, but you will share it with me and I will write it down!" She lowered herself towards Sam. "Understand?"

"I understand you need a breath mint," Sam shared, shaking her hand in front of her face to blow away the smell.

"Just get your idea!" Miss. Briggs yelled before walking away, sneaking a hand up to her mouth to try and smell her breath.

"We have three minutes to think of something," Freddie announced as he tapped Sam's shoulder to have her turn around.

"I already have an idea." Sam got up to sit backwards in her seat. She stretched her arms up in the air and slide them across. "Generation Food!"

"Food?" Freddie repeated.

"Yeah, Dude, why not? I mean everyone loves food."

"Uhm, how about no." Freddie shook his head. "Generation Electronics?"

"Boring," Sam yawned, resting her arm on Freddie's desk and laying her head on the palm of her hand. "Generation Ham!"

"Will you stop thinking about food?" Freddie asked, tapping a finger on her forehead.

"That's my specialty I can't help it!"

"You can save your love and obsession for food later!"

"Specialty."

"Whatever!"

"Okay, class, time to come up and tell me your ideas!" Miss. Briggs kicked her feet up onto her desk and grabbed her pen and notebook as the students raced up.

"Uh, Generation Comedy!" Freddie suggested as he and Sam started jumping around when they got up from their seats. "We can even do an iCarly segment."

"Taken," Miss. Briggs yelled over, scribbling it down as the two kids high-fived and sat back down.

"Can we go with food then?" Sam asked and Miss. Briggs laughed.

"Gibby and Shawn," Miss. Briggs said, pointing her pen to the two who nodded their heads and smirking.

Sam groaned and Freddie threw his hands on his head. Miss. Briggs laughed as she kept getting ideas from the other students that weren't Freddie and Sam.

"Sam and Freddie!" Miss. Briggs sang, "I only have four more partners to get through before you have to tell me yours!"

Sam and Freddie sat back down, grabbing Freddie's notebook and two pencils as they tried writing down ideas that came to their heads. By the time the whole paper was filled with random words and scribbles, Miss. Briggs walked over with her hands tied behind her back and laughing.

"So, what did my favorite students come up with?" Miss. Briggs said as she looked from Sam to Freddie.

Truthfully Sam and Freddie didn't agree on anything, but Sam had screamed out something before Freddie or Miss. Briggs said anything.

"Have a love filled day."

"Yeah, Dude, why not? I mean everyone loves food."

"You can save your love and obsession for food later!"

"Generation Love!" Sam yelled.

"Generation Love?" Freddie and Miss. Briggs both repeated together.

"That's right," Sam placed her pencil down and got up from her seat, looking at Miss. Briggs. "It's called Generation Love and not more will be said about it."

Miss. Briggs looked at her list and none of the eleven groups she had written down didn't say anything about love. She stomped her foot on the ground before taking out her pen and clicking it.

"Fine," Miss. Briggs huffed, writing down Sam and Freddie's name and then their idea. "You win."

Sam and Freddie threw their fists in the air before Freddie's smile dropped to a frown.

"Generation Love?" Freddie asked when Miss. Briggs walked away in defeat. "What the heck were you thinking?"

Sam's hand slowly dropped back down to her side. "I have no idea. But at least we get to skip tomorrow, right?"

What was she thinking when telling Miss. Briggs that was their project idea?

"I guess we'll think of something," Freddie mumbled as he sat back down and opened a new sheet of paper to write down their idea and underline it a few times.

"Tomorrow!" Sam added when the class dismissal bell rang. She grabbed her backpack and walked out of the classroom yelling, "See ya tomorrow Fredloser!"

Freddie couldn't help but laugh as he packed his things and walked out to meet Madisen standing there already.

"What's up with her?" Madisen asked, referring to Sam.

"She's just excited for our project," Freddie simply explained.

"What's it about?"

"You'll see."