Author's Note: Hello people of the world!

This is me and my silly brain again!! ;P

Disclaimer: "Hello, I wanted to hire a lawyer, a good one... hello... hello oh, Bob!" I was trying to hire a new lawyer to help me trying to convince Dan to sell iCarly to me, but my chinchilla didn't like the idea of being fired, so he bit the telephone cable until it stopped working! "Bob come back here!" Just kidding, and for the slow ones, I don't own iCarly!

Oh, and I don't own the song either!

And now, enjoy!

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Chapter 11: Writing

When we went downstairs, I took some ham from the fridge and sat on the couch. Freddie sat in front of the computer and started to see some stuff I don't want to know about, but I couldn't help looking at him. When will this dork realize that I like him?

Spencer was doing some spaghetti tacos (uhmm) and singing. "I'm cooking, I'm cooking things, cooking things for people to eat, I'm cooking, I'm cooking things, things that people will chew" Carly was in the kitchen with him, helping him with the food. After some minutes of flipping through the channels on the TV (there wasn't nothing good on right now), Carly called from the kitchen:

"Hey guys, the spaghetti tacos are ready!"

I didn't wait a second, I just stood up and ran to the kitchen. Man, I was starving! I sat on the table and Freddie sat on the opposite side of the table, across from me, and this means that he's right in front of me.

While we ate, Spencer didn't stop talking about some crazy idea he had for a new sculpture about a flying turtle and a green mushroom (please don't ask), but I wasn't paying much attention on him, and I think you know who I was paying attention on.

After the 'spaghetti taco time' we sat on the couch to watch TV and Spencer went to do something in his room and for my happiness, Carly sat right in the middle of the couch, separating me and Freddie.

Now, that night on the fire escape doesn't get out of my mind. I can't forget how was the feeling of his lips pressed onto mines, and how badly I want it to happen again… but I know it won't, 'cuz I know Freddie doesn't feel the same way for me. Why does he have to like Carly and not me? Is he blind or something? I try to get his attention all the time, but he doesn't notice me! He'd even dated that skunk bag Valerie, but he never seemed to notice me, it was always Carly, Carly, Carly, and Carly, and never me.

And I don't know what is happening to me, I've never cared about it, I just thought it was ridiculous, but now, it kinda hurts me.

You're just jealous… a voice came in my head

What?! I'm not jealous!!

Yes, you are…

No, I'm not!!

Yes, you are…

NO, I'M NOT!!

Just admit it!!

No, I'm not gonna admit it, now shut up!!

Admit…

Hell, stop it!!!

I'm not gonna stop it until you admit you're jealous…

"Shut up!!"

Then, Carly and Freddie turned to me with puzzled faces. Shit! I can't believe I said it at loud!!! And now? What do I say?

"Er.. I'll …see… something… upstairs!" I said and I almost ran upstairs to the iCarly studio trying not to make eye contact with them. I sat on one beanbag chair in the studio and closed my eyes.

Man, how can a boy make me feel so confused? It have never happened to me before! And I'd never felt like this for a boy before either.

I need to get it out from my chest, but I can't. I'm not ready to tell anyone about it, not even Carly.

I opened my eyes and looked over the studio, and saw my backpack. I stood up and walked towards the chair. I opened my bag, took my notebook and sat back on the beanbag chair. I opened the notebook on the last page, where I started writing the song and continued it.

I think you might be close to perfect
Girls you know what I mean
He's got a face straight out
Of a magazine
Gotta pinch myself
To prove he aint a dream
Oh oh oh

Oh yeah, Freddie definitely has a face straight out of a magazine, and not just his face… he's so gorgeous… and there I go again!! I have to stop thinking about Freddie this way!

I can't help myself
Now my secrets out
I can't help but smile
Everytime I see your face
And we've never met
I bet you don't know my name

Yeah, he doesn't notice me, and sometimes I wonder if he have ever thought on me instead of thinking on Carly… nah, I know he hasn't, I mean, just if one day he'd ever thought about the girl who always call him names and beats him up.


Am I outta my mind
I think that I might be goin crazy
Coz my heart is yours to have and hold or break
How'd you get to be so close
When you're so far away

I wish you were mine all mine
Mine all mine
I wish you were mine all mine
I wish you were mine

I wish him so badly to be mine. Mine, all mine…

I can't help but smile
Every time I see your face
And we've never met
I bet you don't know my name
Am I outta my mind
I think that I might be goin crazy
Coz my heart is yours to have and hold or break
How'd you get to be so close
When you're so far away
How'd you get to be so close
When you're so far away

When I finished the song, I read it over and over again, I've never written about my thoughts in my life… I have never had I diary, 'cuz I never thought I'd need one. I felt a little better after writing it, after getting a little part of it of my chest, but it didn't solve the problem.

Then, I heard someone cleaning the throat behind me. I turned and saw the person standing near the door looking at me.


Author's Note: Soooo, what did you think?

Who's the person standing near the door? Carly? Freddie? Spencer? A hobo? My evil Portuguese teacher? haha, cliff hanger!

And now, review!

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