A/N: Oh, I feel horrible. I lied. This update was horribly long and I'm sure you've all suffered enough. Hope you like this one.

Link came back later that week. He walked right up to me with the biggest smirk on his face and said, "You move fast, man. Who's this hot headed beauty?"

I was surprised to see Sam's face tinted with pink. Not a whole lot, just enough to make my eyes bulge out. Link has a special effect on ladies.

I looked at her smugly and she shoved me.

"Feelin' better?" I asked, handing him his shovel. I looked at his face carefully; he looked pale.

"Yeah, man. I'm fine."

We dug for about ten minutes until I stopped to glare at Sam. She was sitting in a different hole, sleeping. I dropped some dirt into the hole but it didn't wake her up. "Let her sleep." Link advised me. "I've seen that girl angry before." I rolled my eyes, but took his advice and continued to dig.

It started to get dark around nine thirty, and by then we had already packed up and began to head back. Sam finally emerged from the hole, wearing an angry look on her face. She approached me as I was packing up empty food rations and grabbed my arm.

"How'd dirt get in my hair?"

I shrugged innocently. "How'd I end up at this stupid camp?"

"Can't you just let that go? I told you I didn't-"

"Whatever." I interjected, grabbing my shovel. I brushed the dirt off the iCarly logo and stood up. "Just get your stuff and go to your dorm. I don't want another repeat of last time."

I walked off, and for once she didn't say anything.

The next morning I discovered why Sam hadn't said anything the night before. She was too busy pouring all the dirt back into the holes I spent three days digging.

"What the crap, Sam!" I shouted angrily. She looked back at me and smirked. "I don't know what you're talking about."

I heard Link chuckle beside me.

"Sam-"

"Oh, give the girl a break." Link said, wiping the sweat off his face with his shirt. "Give her a break?" my voice rose an octave, "She filled all the freakin' holes I dug! And you want me to give her a break?"

Link's hands rose defensively and I realized I was invading his space. I took a few steps back and he looked at me seriously. "Dude, you need some fresh air. The heat's getting to you."

The rational part of my brain started to work again. Calm down, Benson. Everything's okay. You're going to be leaving this place soon. Sam isn't here. Sam isn't..

Crunching noises broke my concentration. Loud, plastic crinkling noises were ringing through my ears. I looked to Sam reluctantly, not wanting another outburst on my part, and she stared back with a jumbo fat cake in her hands.

"What?" she said, her mouth full with fat cake.

Words cannot describe how badly I wanted to scream, but I bit my tongue and held it in. Luckily Mr. Munroe made an announcement before I could belt anything stupid.

"Campers, you've worked hard. Now we don't do things like this often, but since it is a hundred and two, I'd say ya'll deserve a day off. Go to your dorms. And no, I repeat, no partying."

Everyone was too tired to cheer. I grabbed my shovel and stormed off to my dorm.

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The rain was coming down slowly. It was refreshing; something I hadn't seen since I arrived at Camp Stupid-Idea. A breath of fresh air is what everyone needs when their lives go down the crapper.

"Why am I not surprised?" A voice behind me muttered. It was deep and reassuring, and I knew immediately who it was: Lincoln. Freddie's friend. I didn't say anything and just continued to watch the rain. He sat beside me quietly. "I wish everyday was like this." he said thoughtfully, admiring the rain with me. I looked at him briefly, inspecting his face for seriousness. He was smiling.

"How can you be so happy when your whole life is falling apart?" I asked. He waited a long time before replying. "My life's not falling apart. It's just a little off track."

I laughed and he looked offended. "What about you, then?"

I didn't have to think about it. "If your life's 'a little off track' then my life just crashed headfirst into another train."

"Ah, you mean Freddie."

I jerked my head towards him quickly, my eyebrows scrunched together angrily. "What's that supposed to mean?"

He was fighting a smile. "Well, what I'm trying to say is..sometimes life isn't fair. Sure, my life has it's moments. But you have to look at the bright side and realize that people are put into your life for a reason."

I bit my lip, thinking, before saying, "And by people you're referring to-"

"Freddie." he finished, his eyes darting to a puddle forming near his feet. "He's here for a reason, y'know."

"Yeah, because I pranked Lewburt and ruined his life. I know, I've been told a-"

"No." He completely cut off what I was about to say and stared back at me. His grey eyes were stormy and thoughtful; I couldn't look away.

"Then what's he here for, huh? To make my life miserable?" I crossed my arms.

"You two don't get along well, do ya'?" His eyes went from stormy to sparkly.

"Oh, Gee. You're just now catching that, huh?"

He stood up abruptly. "Well, I guess you'll see the light someday, eh? Goodnight, Sam."

As he walked away I couldn't help but to notice something on the back of his head. He was gone before I could ask any questions.

The rain stopped just before midnight, taking some humidity with it and leaving a cool wind. I stared at the moon thoughtfully. It looked pretty, I had to admit, especially after the clouds cleared up. I couldn't help but to think of what Link had said.

"People are put into your life for a reason…"

Yeah, right. I think the heat finally got to his head.

A/N: Finally some input from Sam. I figured you all deserved it since I abandoned you for like-ever. The next update won't be until after Christmas. I have a huge busy schedule to attend to. Thanks =)

-SGE