A/N: Hey guys!

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly, unfortunately.

"Sam, this is NEVER going to work." Freddie said as he sat on the chair, waiting on her to come out.

"Freddie, do you doubt my make-up skills? You've seen first-hand what they can do!" a voice came from inside the changing room with Sam.

Spencer's ex-girlfriend, the make-up artist Moni, was now tackling her most dificult task yet: Turning Samantha Puckett into Samuel Puckett.

"Are you ready to see this?" Moni asked from the back.

Freddie, who had been patiently waiting for nearly half an hour now, nodded. "Definitely. Come on out, Sam!" he said.

Sam complied, coming out from the room where she and Moni had been working on her guy look. Her hair had been put into a fake wig, but it was so realistic, no one would be able to tell the difference. Her "hair" was still blonde, but she had sideburns as well. Where there had once been lip gloss, there was a lip piercing, a fake one, alone with a fake eyebrow piercing. She was sporting a look similar to that of Carly's ex-boyfriend, Griffin, except a bit more edgy.

"Sam?" Freddie asked, hardly daring to believe it.

Sam nodded. "It's me." came her voice.

Freddie's eyes widened and he looked her over. "Sam...you look..."

"Like a boy?" she asked.

Freddie nodded and looked her over. "Wow...just...wow."

"Is that all you can say?" Sam asked.

Freddie nodded in response. "Yeah...Wow." he said.

"Samuel, Fredward, you two are now ready to go out and date in front of people. No one would ever suspect that Sam wasn't a guy."

"Cool." Sam said, looking at herself in a mirror. "I look hot." she declared.

Freddie rolled his eyes and pulled at her arm for them to leave.

"Call me crazy, but I kinda like your female look better. Thanks a bunch, Moni." he said as they left.

Moni waved to them as they left.

iANG iANG iANG iANG iANG iANG iANG iANG

The next day at school, the only thing that anyone could talk about was Freddie and his open homosexuality. It didn't matter where he went, Rona was always there near him, and so, whenever someone asked him about his prefrences, he just said it was true. Of course, with what Sam and Freddie were about to display today at Ridgeway was going to shock everyone everywhere.

Samw as keeping her "guy stuff" in her backpack, which she kept in her locker. When the final bell rang, and Freddie went to his locker, Sam went to the restroom to change into her clothes. She made sure no one was watching and, like a ninja, snuck into the boy's bathroom without anyone seeing her. Soon she was changed and ready to go.

As Sam came out of the bathroom, she noticed Carly talking to Freddie at his locker. Rona was standing next to Freddie, clinging on his arm. Freddie was doing his best to shake her off.

"Rona, stop it. I don't like you! I'm gay. Leave me alone!" he exclaimed. Sam got closer so she could hear what was being said, without actually being spotted at eavesdropping.

"I don't believe that for one second, Freddie Benson. I just told everyone that so that if you had any chance of dispeling the rumors you'd have to find a girlfried, ergo, the only one who wants you: me." Rona giggled and hung onto Freddie's arm some more.

Oh, bitch gon' get it.

Freddie was trying his hardest to get Rona to let go of him and talk to Carly at the same time.

"I just wish you could have told me. I'm your best friend...I'm sorry the entire school had to find out this way, but...I wish you could have at least told me!" Carly pouted.

Freddie didn't look at her. "Yeah...I'm sorry Carly. I should have told you." he lied straight to her face. How on earth had he gotten so good at lying? Well, Sam thought, he was friends with Momma.

"I don't believe you're gay!" Rona said, tightening her grip. "I won't! I won't! I won't!"

Freddie looked at Carly as if to say, "Help me."

Carly sensed his distress, but held her hands up in a "What do you expect me to do?" manner.

"Rona, let go! I'm gay! I...I have a boyfriend!" he said.

Rona looked up at him and smirked. "Oh, Freddie, quit lying. You're not gay and you do not have a boyfriend. Just give it up and come to me and I'll get rid of all those rumors about you..." she cooed, snuggling up against his arm.

Oh, that does it.

Sam decided it was her turn to intervene.

"Hey, Freddie!" Sam said in her best man-voice.

Freddie's eyes lit up when her heard Sam's voice, and tried not to snicker at her male-attempted vocals.

"Hi. What are you doing here, Samuel?" Freddie asked.

"I thought I'd come by early and we could go by your house. What's with the chick?" Sam nodded in Rona's direction.

"I happen to be his girlfriend." she announced smugly.

Freddie tried to wriggle out of her grip.

"No, Rona. You're NOT. If I've told you once, I've told you a million times, I don't want to date you! I'm gay!" he said.

Rona glared at him.

"And I've told you I don't believe it. Okay. You're gay? I want proof. Show me proof." she said.

Sam snickered at brought Freddie in for a side-hug. She wrapped her arm around his waist and pulled him closer.

"I'm his proof. Freddie's my boyfriend. Why don't you leave now?" Sam asked.

Rona's eyes widened a bit, but didn't let her resolve waver.

"Oh yeah? How do I know you're dating? Show me. How bout a kiss?" she asked.

Freddie squirmed. "I don't really like PDA..." he muttered.

Rona smiled. "It's because you're not gay!" she smiled smugly.

Sam sighed at turned to Freddie. "Just kiss me to shut her up. It's not like we haven't kissed before."

Freddie nodded and leaned into Sam, who, in turn, leaned herself. Sam kissed Freddie on the mouth, nibbling at first, then exploring with her tongue. Freddie himself got very much into the kiss and, turning the tables on them, decided to be a man for once.

Freddie and Sam soon started a full-blown make-out session in the middle of the Ridgeway halls.

And neither of them cared who saw.

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