Why Sam Wears Boxers
Chapter 5- IDate Carly
A/N I don't own ICarly or any of its characters. However I do own my original characters that may show up in this episode.
A/N2 Sorry this took so long, but I got a nasty case of writer's block. Then I went on a cruise with no internet. Anyways enjoy the chapter none the less.
Sam's POV- Living Room of her house
"Okay, lets get this thing started!" I call out to the camera. " So Doc today I will be telling you about..."
"SAM! Have you seen my blue-pink dress anywhere?" Cat calls from our room. "I can't find it anywhere and I really need it tonight."
I sigh, only she would have a dress that was blue- pink . However seeing as I needed her out to do the vlog, I tell her. "Have you checked the washing machine?" She rushes past me only wearing a towel.
"OMG! It's in there all right" She says quickly grabbing the dress and running back into our room.
"So, you still dating that Robbie kid?" I ask, seeing as she never tells me anything about her friends.
"Ew. No" She calls. " I'm dating someone else"
"Do I know of him?" I ask.
"No" she says, "But you've probably seen her before. She performed in the Platinum Music Awards last year."
"Oh okay" I say while my mind is processing what she just said. " Wait Cat! Did you just say HER?"
"Yep, now I've really got to go, BYYYEEEE!" She calls running out the door.
I turn back to the camera, "Well that was unexpected, but anyways back to the date..."
Sam's POV- Her Room trying on dresses
"Grrr.. Why can't I find it?" I say angrily, I'm looking for a very specific dress. I don't wear them very often, because they don't exactly work with boxers. However I want to look my best for Carly when I pick her up for our date.
Finally finding the dress I was looking for, I peel off my sweaty workout clothes. (Yes I do work out.) After I change into a real bra and my "I Heart Vegas" panties. I slip on the dress, it's an orange thing with a really short ruffly skirt at the bottom. I then slip on my sneakers, (I know kind of lame, but I cannot wear heels.) Before rushing out the door I call to my mom.
"Mom! I'm going out on a date so I'm taking the car kay!" I yell, leaving the house before she can respond. The car is a 2004 Toyota Camry with 200,000 miles on it, but it runs fine and it will get us to where we need to go.
Outside Bushwell Plaza
I pull up and park right outside the lobby doors. Quickly shooting her a text telling her that I'm here, I open up my GPS app on my phone. Just as I finish punching in the address, she walks out of the apartment building. Luckily I parked right outside the doorway, despite Lewburt's protests, and she walks right up to my car and says..
"Why hello there, I'm looking for my date's car." She giggles before opening the passenger's seat and getting into my car. Once she sits down next to me I finally notice what she's wearing, a traditional full-length, red dress with matching heels.
"You look beautiful tonight Carls." I tell her honestly. Her cheeks blush a bright red as she responds.
"Why thanks" she says. "You're not looking too shabby yourself Samantha. Are you sure that you're not Melanie?" She only says this out of love, I can tell. But I can't help but feel a little twinge of sadness at this comparison to her sister. All my life I was compared to either my sister or my mother and quite frankly I've gotten sick of it.
"Carls you know I love you, but please try not to compare me to my sister." I say. Her face changes and it resembles a hurt look.
"I was only trying to compliment you" She says in a soft quiet tone.
"I know Carls, but I don't like being compared to my sister." I tell her.
"Okay Sam." She says in her normal voice. "So where are you taking me?"
"I know this place..." I start, pausing a second to add some suspense. "It is owned by a good friend of mine."
"Friend?" Carly looks at me. "Is this one of your "Friends"?"
She is referring to my "hood" friends. "No Cupcake it's owned by a man who has never arrested."
"Ohhhh" Is all she says. "So what's the name of the place?"
"I can't tell you know babe, you just need to wait and see."
"Ahhh, but Sammie-"
"No buts, girly." I scold her. She giggles.
"Fine, but can I at least know what kind of food is there?" I guess I owe her that much.
"Italian" I say before starting the car and leaving the apartment.
About five minutes into the drive, Carly takes my right hand in her left. I glance over at her quickly and flash a smile. This night is going perfect I think to myself.
Outside Il Terrazzo Carmine
"OMG SAM!" She screeches when she sees the name. "There is no way you're taking me to Il Terrazzo Carmine!"
"Well you better get it into your cute head that I am." I tell her, parking right next to the door. "Now this is a very fancy restaurant so please try to have impeccable manners." I tell her jokingly. I know she won't misbehave here.
As we enter the restaurant Carly gasps at the beautiful interior. "Sam this place is so fancy." She whispers to me.
Just then we approach the reservation podium. The server in front of us was a young girl, no older than 19. She smiled at us before saying, "Do you two ladies have a reservation tonight?' Her accent sounds Italian, but I can't exactly tell.
"Yes we do." I speak up. "I believe it's under Puckett" I tell the lady. She glances down at the screen in front of her and her eyes widen.
"Ms. Puckett & friend?" She asks, still mesmerized.
"Yes that's us" I say.
"Okay then, please follow me to your table." She says before starting to walk towards the back of the restaurant.
"How did you get a reservation for this place?" Carly asks.
"You remember my uncle Carmine right?" I ask her. She responds with a nod. " Well... lets just say he has some "business associates"." That was all I needed to say before she understood. I had called him up in prison and he said he would arrange for us to have a nice dinner at the place.
"Well here you are ladies." The server says to us with a shy smile, when we arrive at a small two person table. "Here are your menus. I will be back in a few minutes for your orders, but in the meantime what would you like to drink?"
Carly begins to speak, but I cut her off. "A bottle of sparkling grape juice please." There was no way I would let her order a Peppy Cola in this place.
"Okay will that be all?" She asks this time looking at Carly.
"Yes" Is all Carly says. The girl looks us over, then says "Okay then, I will bring that bottle over right away."
She then walks off, leaving us to look over the menu. "Sam these prices!" Carly gasps. "There is no way I'm going to let you pay for-"
"Cupcake, you don't need to worry about the prices. It's all taken care of." I assure her. I wanted this to be the best date I could make it. I glanced down at the menu, but I already knew what I was going to have.
" 'Kay Sammie.." She says in a young girl's voice. "So what was with the whole "grape juice" thing?"
"Carls this is a five star restaurant, I didn't want you ordering soda. Also the juice here is very good." I tell her. While I had never been here, my uncle had told me I had to try it. In fact he was very insistent about it.
" Well then…." She starts before stopping again. I could tell she was uncomfortable, it was just the little things; the bobbing of her left leg, the worried glances she shot around the room as though someone was watching us.
"There's no reason to be nervous Carls. Just treat this like a normal date you would have with a new boyfriend of yours." I tell her.
"That's the problem Sam." She says to me. "Normally we talk about ourselves and get to know each other, but you and me already know everything about each other."
"Well… did I ever tell you about when I realized I was in love with you?" I ask.
"No"
"It was a long time ago. Back when we were in elementary school and everyone was making fun of how I dressed. Remember I used to dress like a boy, while all the other girls wore pretty dresses." I tell her conjuring up the story as I told it. It was one I knew well. She simply nods in agreement that she remembers the events. "Well they all called me names like 'Sam the man' or 'Mr. Samantha'. Well almost all of them. There was one girl who refused to take part in the name calling. She was a shy brunette whom I was best friends with. Anyways after dealing with the bullying for several months, I finally broke. It was after some kids started throwing rocks at me and trying to get me to attack them."
Her face saddens at the memory, she didn't like it anymore than I did at the time. The waitress comes back with our drink and asks for our orders.
"I'll have the Filetto Con Pancetta & Pignoli please" I tell the lady, who jots it down on her notepad.
"And you miss?" She asks Carly.
"I think I will have the Suprema Di Pollo Farcita" She tells our waitress. When she finishes taking our orders, we hand over our menus and she walks off. Carly looks back towards me expectantly. "Are you going to finish your story?" She asks.
"Yes of course I will." I take a moment to remember where I left off before continuing. "When I snapped, I ran off into the woods neighboring the school in tears. I had only been back there once during a class walk. It was dark and scary this time though, We had gone in the winter, when the trees had no leaves, but now it was late spring and the sun's light was blocked by the thick leaves of the trees. I collapsed to the ground crying loudly, I don't know how long I was crying there, but after awhile I felt a small arm circle my body. When I looked up, that before-mentioned brunette girl was kneeling beside me and hugging me. Her name was Carly and she had followed me from when I ran off. She said only seven words to me, do you remember what you said?" I ask her she nods. "Can you tell me?"
"Yea.." She starts her eyes filling with tears. "No matter what anyone says you're always loved"
"Carls that is when I knew that you were the one." I say finishing up my story. "Well, I didn't want to date you at that time, but I knew I had to keep you with me. You were the reason I stopped going to Juvi."
Carly smiles and takes my hand in hers under the table. After a while we begin to talk about ICarly. "So Carls what should we do about "us" on the show?" I am concerned about our viewer base, which is composed mainly of young kids 17 and younger.
"Well, I don't think it would be a good idea to just go out and tell them." Carly tells me. "I mean, some parents don't see love the same way we do. It wouldn't be fair to show their children that."
My face falls, I understand what she's saying, but I can't help but feel that she is embarrassed of our relationship. "Yea, I guess that would be bad." I say.
Carly sees my sad face, and tries to cheer me up. "Sam this is a date, please don't be sad. "
I look up at her and smile, "You're right" I say. "But I think it's safe to say that the cowboy and the idiot farm girl skits are out."
"Yeah, those were risky from the beginning. I think that was when we started getting the 'cam' fans." Carly says. I knew she was right, it was around that time that people did begin to ship Cam. Luckily we didn't have to continue our conversation because at that moment our waitress arrived with our food.
"The Pancetta for you miss." She says placing the plate in front of me. "And the Pollo Farcita for you." She says while putting the plate in front of Carly. We thank her and dig into our food. Well I dig in, but Carly eats slowly still looking around.
"Carly, please just eat. No one who knows us will be here." I tell her. "Trust me babe."
"How can you be sure?" She asks me. "What if someone recognizes us and comes over."
"Then we tell them that we are discussing our next show." I say to her.
"Without Freddie?" Carly asks.
"Well, we can tell them that his mother wouldn't let him come."
"Oh Sam" She sighs. "Whatever will I do with you"
"I guess you'll have to put me away someplace I can't hurt anyone." I joke. This talk has lightened our mood and we chat and dine through the meal. We talk about Spencer's most recent sculptures, and ideas for the show. Then a young girl came up to our table, and asked for our autographs, we happily obliged. She thanked us with a hug and skipped her merry way back to her parents.
"Wasn't she the nicest thing ever?" Carly asks me.
"Well, she was nice, but I can think of something nicer." I say with a grin.
"Oh really?" She questions. "What?"
"You" I say. Taking her hand in mine again. We finish up our dinner, and leave a large tip for our waitress. She had been very helpful throughout the meal and we wanted to show that we appreciated it. After a quick trip to the restroom we head out to my car.
As I'm driving Carly back to her apartment, her phone rings and she answers it in the best way possible. "This is Carly if I don't know you then go eat a melon!"
She listens to whoever is on the other side for a minute before jumping up (as well as you can jump seat-belted into a car) and screaming "YES! YES! We'll be there!" before hanging up on the person. Her face says it all, she had just heard great news.
I reach over with my right hand and take her left in mine before asking. "Who was it baby?"
She blushes at me, "Sam how would you like to go on an adventure to Florida?" She asks suspiciously.
"Depends on the trip.." I start before, "Wait Carly! Did your brother take the wrong bus again? Do we have to pick up your brother in Florida?"
"No, but we are going to Florida." She says. Something occurs to me as she says that. I hadn't seen Spencer all week, and I had basically lived at her house.
"Hey Carls?" I ask
"Yes Sammie?" She responds
"Where's Spencer?"
"He's at an art exhibition with some of his work." She responds. I don't think my smile had ever been larger.
"No way! Which sculptures did he take?" I can't believe that Spencer was invited to display some of his work.
"He only took one." She says smiling. "It was his Bottle-Bot. I don't think he had ever been happier than when he was asked to bring it."
We sit there in silence for a moment. "So why are we going to Florida?" I ask.
"Sam, we're going on a CRUISE!"...
End Flashback
I hear noises outside the door and I know it's Cat, just by her laugh. I quickly finish up my video and send it off to the Doc.
Cat opens the door cautiously, looking around. She spots me laying on the couch and treads over to me. "Sam? You awake?" She asks me.
"Yea, why?" I ask.
"Can you sleep out here tonight?" She asks me.
"Umm…. why?" I question, I don't like where this is going. The couch isn't bad, but still my bed is better.
"Well, umm…" Cat trails off.
"Because of me." I hear from outside the door. "Can I come in?"
Before Cat can answer I yell " Yeah come on in."
A girl who looks a lot like Shelby Marx enters the house and walks over to the couch. At first I think it is Marx. "Shelby?" I ask her.
"Um, no I'm Tori, but people do say that I look a lot like that Marx girl." She says to me. "You must be Sam, I remember meeting you at a party about a year back."
"Wait we've met before?" I really don't remember her.
"Yeah, your friend Carly and I were dating the same guy." She says, then the memories flood back.
"Oh yeah, hey how's it going?" I ask embarrassed.
"Good, I'm dating this ball of sunshine now." She says hugging Cat, causing her to blush.
"Ok, so you guys want me to stay on the couch tonight?" I ask, back peddling.
"Yes" Cat replies
"So you guys can have the room alone?" I only get nods as an answer. "Great, okay, just try not to make too much noise, I need my sleep."
"'Kay, 'Kay is all I hear from Cat before they walk into the bedroom. I lay down and close my eyes.
A/N Finally! You guys have no idea how long it took me to write this chapter. I hope the length of it made up for the wait. Don't worry though, the next chapter should be up sometime next week. Anticipate it!. As for the last bit, with Cat and Tori, I got the damn idea stuck in my head thanks to a friend. It however does affect the storyline in the future so don't worry about it.