"Hey... So I'm Sam Puckett." I say, as confidently as I can as I look at Cat for my strength. "Uh, so I guess I'll start with a comedy skit..." I say as play the very first Luburt skit on the big screen. I smile when I realize I'm making the principle and the coconut guy laugh. "What do you have next?" I clear my throat and make sure my guitar's tuned, then begin singing.
"I cut my bangs with some rusty kitchen scissors. I screamed his name 'til the neighbors called the cops. I numbed the pain at the expense of my liver. Don't know what I did next, all I know I couldn't stop." I take a deep breath and continue. "Word got around to the barflies and the baptists. My mama's phone started ringin' off the hook, I can hear her now sayin' she ain't gonna have it... Don't matter how you feel, it only matters how you look" I internally laugh at the ironic-ness (don't think that's a word, I've been hanging with Cat too much) towards my life. "Go and fix your make up, girl, it's just a break up. Run and hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady, 'Cause I raised you better, gotta keep it together. Even when you fall apart but this ain't my mama's broken heart" Like my mom cared what happened. "Wish I could be just a little less dramatic... Like a Kennedy when Camelot went down in flames. Leave it to me to be holdin' the matches when the fire trucks show up and there's nobody else to blame. Can't get revenge and keep a spotless reputation, sometimes revenge is a choice you gotta make. My mama came from a softer generation where you get a grip and bite your lip just to save a little face." (A.N. This is not my song! It's Mama's Broken Heart) Then they stop me... That can't be good. I bite my lip as I put the guitar on the stool and get ready to fight the big guy in front of me.
Before I was ready he took a right hook to my left side but I dodged right in time. I swung a left hook and knocked him square in the nose, shocking him, but he jumped right back in by trying to trip me, but I just jumped then took a roundhouse kick to his right side and a right hook into his stomach when he was winded from the kick, then punched his nose in an upward motion. I kick my left leg behind his knees knocking him to the ground and he taps the floor three times, meaning he's done. I smile lightly to myself until I don't hear anything come from my 'judges.' Silence, that's all I hear for the next few minutes.
"You're in!" I sigh happily as Cat comes to the stage and hugs me, and for once I hug her back. I'm in.
"Sammy! You're in!" I smile.
"I know, Kitty Cat, I know." I mutter into her strawberry scented hair and she giggles before pulling my out into the hall and showing me a plain grey locker. "Why's it so boring?"
"Because, you get to design it yourself!" I smile a little at that, that's pretty cool I guess, and open it before turning around and walking away, having her run to catch up and hop on the bike.
"What's going on?" She asks but I ignore her for a bit.
We go to Walmart of course and I go to the electronics then to the food then to the paint, posters and music. I end up buying a mini-fridge, microwave, food (of course), chalk, school stuff, duct-tape, magnets, a Pink Floyd poster, black chalkboard paint, and a set of guitar strings and a thing to plug them into so I can unlock my locker with them before driving us back to the school. All the way there and back I kept hearing Cat's questions on what I'm going to do, but I don't answer. I park and take the things inside before opening the locker and putting the fridge in then the microwave, giving me just enough room left for my books. I get Cat to start painting the inside and outside as I stock my fridge and plug both things in. (these lockers have outlets weird right?) I grin looking at it before grabbing my bacon, comic book, batman, and iCarly duct-tape and start duct-taping from left to right going back and forth between colors on my fridge, finishing just as the paint was done drying, but before I work on the outside I stick pictures of Carly, Freddy, Spencer, and everyone from back home before adding a picture of Cat and I from the day we got the stuff from 'That's A Drag.' I simile a little before putting a picture of Dice and even one small picture of my mom before tearing that down and replacing it with a picture of Cat and Carly together from her trip up here a few weeks ago. Then, I draw random things on the outside of my locker, leaving the chalk inside, then I hang my poster on the inside of the door, and start rewiring my locker to open the the series of notes I decide to play for my combination and smile, stepping back once it's done. I look at Cat and see her smiling causing a small smile to form on my own face. I shut the locker and play the into to the iCarly theme song for my combination and then we're on our way home.
