Here is my next chapter in the story that is taking insanely long to write! Italics is what Sam is thinking! JSYK.
I am not paying any attention to school days or when April 17th is in the story. No Flaming, please!
Disclaimer: Ich besitze kein iCarly oder irgendetwas anderes in dieser Geschichte erwähnt . Which is German for I don't own iCarly or anything else mentioned in this story.
G is for Gifts
April 13th
Sam opens up her locker that warm April morning and a box falls out with a note. Weird, she thought. She opens up the box to find a load of Bolivian bacon. Oh hell yes, she thought again, Bolivian bacon come to mama.
She opens up the note and it read,
"I know that you said Bolivian bacon changes you. Well, I love you as much as you love that bacon."
-Anonymous.
Carly walks up to her, "Hey Sam! What do you have there?"
Sam answers, " A box of Bolivian bacon and a note from anonymous."
Carly smiles widely "Really! Can I read it?"
"Sure, I guess." Sam gives her the note and eats the delicious bacon.
By the time Carly was done reading, Sam's box of bacon was empty.
"Oh my frogs Sam! This is so cute! Who do you think it is?"
Oh my frogs? What the heck Carly?, she thought.
"Oh um, I hope it's Pete."
No you don't, you want it to be Freddie. Get over it Sam! He's never going to like you back!
Carly sighs, "You like him again?"
"Yeah I guess."
You guess! That's really persuasive! Not!
April 14th
"I really doubt that Freddork." Sam said to Freddie as walked to her locker.
She opened it and another gift with a note attached to it fell out.
The note read:
"I know these are your favorite, just to tell you I know you well but I am invisible to you." - Anonymous.
In the box were purple daisies. They were a gorgeous shade of dark purple around the ends and going into the middle, they got lighter and lighter until they reached a light lavender.
"Oh my gosh!", Sam exclaimed, "These are almost impossible to find."
"Uhm, what are they?" Freddie asked, dumb-founded.
"Purple daisies, you dipwad." Sam answered as she flicked him in the forehead.
"Ow, Sam!" Freddie yelled.
"Hey Sam, Freddie what's- oh my frogs! Purple daisies!"
Sam smiled " Of course"
"Oh my frogs Carly? Really? What's so import- wow Sam you have a pretty smile." Freddie stated.
Sam blushed "Thanks." She tried to calm down the blush but her heart was doing flips then jumping into her stomach.
Well, that was weird. But he actually noticed me.
"C'mon lovebirds, we got to get to class."
They both blush and try to ignore each other as they walk to homeroom.
April 15th
"Sam I saw that yesterday! You and I both know that you like-" Carly started but was cut off by another gift that fell out of Sam's locker. Sam caught it.
"You're getting used to this, aren't you?" Carly asked her, she smiled.
"Yeah I guess. You want to find out what's inside the box?" Sam asked Carly.
"Of course! Open it girl."
Sam opens the small box and finds a guitar pick, mixed with reds, blues, and purples. It was absolutely gorgeous.
The note read: "Another thing I know about you is your hidden talent. You can play beautiful stuff. Just like you are, beautiful." -Anonymous.
Sam grabs the guitar pick and examines it. Hardly anyone knows that she can play guitar.
"Um Sam, why did you get sent a guitar pick?" Carly asked her blonde best friend.
"Because I can play guitar." Sam answered nonchalantly.
"Hey girls, what's up- is that a guitar pick Sam? I'm starting to think this guy is a stalker." Freddie asked
Sam smiled. "How does everyone know Sam can play guitar except me?" Carly exclaimed.
"Chill Carls. We hung out more when you went on your trip to Yakama."
"Oh, okay then. Can I see what the note says?" Asked Carly.
"Yah, sure." Sam handed her the note then talked to Freddie about music.
"Aw Sam! He called you beautiful!" Carly squealed to Sam, stopping her conversation with Freddie.
"Well, Mama is." Sam said, she smirked.
"And the moments ruined." Freddie stated. Sam glared at him, then he got up and ran out of the school.
"He was really smart to run." Sam said smiling.
"Oookay. Well you never let me ask you your question! Do you like Freddie? And don't you dare say you like Pete 'cause you are using that as a cover up!" Carly asked Sam calmly.
*Bell Rings*
"Oh look, its time to leave, I'll see you tomorrow Carls."
"Not. Fair" Carly huffed as she walked out the door.
April 16th
"Sam, I heard you've been getting gifts everyday from your locker" Wendy stated to Sam, as they walked to Sam's locker.
"No Wendy, its not true." Sam said in a monotone as she opened up her locker.
A medium sized box fell out, Sam caught it.
Wendy smirked, "So, no gifts right?"
"Shut up Wendy! Don't go gossiping about this everywhere! Please!" Sam begged.
Wendy sighed, "Fine, just open it up! I want to see what's in there!"
Sam open the box, it was a paint set, a really good one too. The note read:
"By now you probably think I am a stalker, but I am not. I just know a lot about you. I am closer to you than you think." -Anonymous.
"Didn't you always love art classes?" Wendy asks Sam
Sam smirked, "Remember when we were little, you me and Fredwardo? We had paint wars all the time and got Briggs covered in purple paint?"
Wendy smiled, "Of course! You're my partner in crime. Now will you excuse me, I have to go talk to Freddie about something."
Sam, smirk dropped, and a light blush went on her face, "Fine go talk to the dork, but before you go, the first day, I got Bolivian bacon, second, purple daisies, third, a guitar pick, and you know today's."
"Okay, bye Sam!" Wendy yelled as she walked off to Freddie.
What is she talking to him about? She better not like him! That's my fred- I mean moo.
April 17th
"Happy birthday Sam!" Is what she got from almost all the students when she walked into Ridgeway this morning.
Sam smiled at them, everyone was surprised, she was being so nice and happy. Way different from how she usually is.
That made Gibby happy, he didn't want another Texas wedgie.
Sam made her way to her locker, she opened it, and a note was sitting on the top of her books.
No gift on my birthday? How rude.
The note said:
" Happy birthday beautiful! You might have realized who I am but, I just wanted to share a little quote with you. I hate you, and then I love you. It's like I want to throw you off a cliff, and then rush to the bottom to catch you. Meet me at the 8th floor of Bushwell plazas fire escape at 7 tonight. Love you." -Anonymous.
"Hey Puckett!" Wendy yelled.
"Hey Springer." Sam said back. She way smiling.
"Whoa, what's with all the smiles? Someone's really happy today!" Wendy said surprised of seeing Sam's real smile.
"Here." Sam said as she handed her red-headed friend.
"Oh my god! Sam! This is so cute!" Wendy squealed.
Sam winced, "I forgot how much you are like Shay sometimes."
Wendy rolled her eyes, "Whatevs. But you better go. Trust me." She smiled.
*Bell rings* Home room starts now.
Hmm what was that about?
7 pm- fire escape.
Sam walked down the hallway of Bushwell. She passed Carly and Freddie's doors.
She stared at Freddie's door, thinking about breaking in right then and there. But she decided no, she didn't want him to think she was even more of demon than he thought she was.
She walked on to the fire escape, where she was Freddie, listing to music facing away from her.
Whoa, déjà vu.
She knocked on the glass, smiling, remembering what happened here last time.
He turned around, saw her, smiled and motioned her to come inside.
"Wait why are you- You! You're the one that's been putting all that stuff in my locker! Is this some kind of stupid joke you're playing on me to get back at me for all I-"
Sam was cut off by Freddie kissing her.
" No jokes, I really like you Sam."
She smiles, "Of course I like you back nub."
Freddie groans, "Still the nicknames?"
"Of course nicknames Fredamame. Now, lean" She says smiling.
Best Birthday ever.
Yay! It's finally done! I took forever to write this. I got stuck fangirling. iDate Sam&Freddie comes out in September!3
iLost My Mind, my absolute favorite episode. My sister and I watched iKiss, then iTTK, iOMG, then iLMM.
Seddie. Happened.YES!
Thanks to everyone who reviews. I really appreciate it.(: