Whoa, it's my first fanfic. It actually exists in the flesh. The experience is both awe-inspiring and terrifying. I can safely say, however, that I do not own iCarly (if I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, would I?). This disclaimer applies to all chapters.
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I'm out of things to say... o.0
Enjoy, you lot. XD
Twincestual Fanfiction
Chapter 1
Carly heaved a sigh of relief as the bell rang to end English class. There was only Mr. Howard's class left and that was paradise compared to her previous night.
Its over, she thought, it's over, it's over, it's over.
"Carly would you come over here for a second?" Mr. Palladino asked Carly as she was about to exit his room.
Carly glanced at Sam, hoping to see some reason in her eyes that would serve as an excuse to leave that room. Sam didn't get her best friend's longing expression, or mistook it for tiredness, and shrugged.
Carly inwardly groaned and dragged herself towards her English teacher's desk as if she had been a fatally wounded soldier on the field of battle. "Yes, Mr. Palladino?" she moaned as perkily as she could.
He took no notice. "A yes, Carly. I wanted to talk to you about your assignment that you turned in yesterday."
"What about it?" Carly asked dejectedly.
"Well it's simply brilliant," he exclaimed excitedly, "in all my years of teaching, I have never seen a student create such an amazing freelance assignment."
"It wasn't exactly freelance." mumbled Carly.
"Yes, yes, of course," the teacher murmured to himself, "It did have to be about real people and using Freddy and Sam was rather obvious. But regardless, you having posed them as twins was ingenious. Where did you get the idea?"
"It wandered into my head and wouldn't leave me alone." she replied falsely smiling. At all, Carly thought to herself, for two straight weeks.
"Well it's certainly a good thing it did," Mr. Palladino stated. "You may go now, Carly."
Carly gratefully heaved herself out of his room and towards her locker when-
"Carly? One last thing." like a zombie, the girl turned her head slowly to face the man.
"Yes?" she practically whispered.
"Did you work hard on this? You know, make a lot of first drafts and throw away failed stories and such?"
For the first time that day, Carly genuinely smiled. "You have no idea, Mr. Palladino. You have no idea."
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