A/N: I guess I'll be able to update faster than I thought. Thanks for reading. Anyway…
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. Boring right?
I woke up that morning to the soft rattle of rain on my window. It looked so gray outside. I walked to my dresser to pick out my clothes. There weren't many since I usually slept over at Carly's. I hadn't slept well that night. I had an odd dream. I came to school, but everyone ignored me. It was as if they didn't even know I was there…
I swiped some ham from the fridge and sauntered into the living room. My mom was sitting in her chair watching TV. "Bye, Mom. I'm going to school." Nothing. "Mom?" Still, she didn't answer me. "Whatever." Typical.
I snuck on to the bus. Usually, the bus driver caught me sneaking by. At least I didn't have to pay. When I arrived at school, I was early. I quickly retrieved my books and headed to class. Carly, Freddie, and the rest of the class came in about ten minutes later. "Hey, Carls." Carly didn't even acknowledge me. Neither did Freddie. "Hey! Fredward?!" He didn't answer me, either. Is the whole world giving me the silent treatment?! I thought to myself. Even Ms. Briggs didn't call on me. She does that just to "embarrass" me. It was just like my dream.
I headed to my locker after class. Carly was talking to Freddie next to his locker. I took my books, ignoring the surprised looks from my classmates, and snuck up behind Carly. Boo! Still nothing.
"I don't know, Freddie. Last I saw her was yesterday." Carly stated with a guilty look on her face. Are they talking about me? That is just mean. HELLO! I'm right here!
"Maybe she's sick." Freddie replied hopefully. I'm never sick.
"She's never sick." See?
"Everyone's sick once in a while." Show's how much you know, dork.
"Yeah…Maybe…" Carly's gaze fell to the ground. She turned around toward me and I stood still. She bumped right into me. "Ow!"
"What did you bump into?"
"I…I don't know…" With that, they walked slowly to class.
I went that whole day without anyone addressing me at all. Not even Gibby cowered in fear when I threatened him. Something was seriously wrong. I decided to ask Freddie about it when we got home. Well, we he got to his home. I thought maybe he'd talk to me if no one else was around.
I jumped in the elevator at Bushwell squeezing between Carly and Freddie. Carly started to speak, again, "Her mom called this morning. She said Sam had come in last night but wasn't there when she got up. Her mom even checked her dressers. Some of her clothes and her backpack were gone. I think she ran away."
"Ah, man…What are we going to do?" Freddie looked really worried. Then, it hit me. They're serious. But…how? "I…I gotta get home…Sorry, Carly." Freddie left the elevator, and they went their separate ways. I followed Freddie into his apartment.
"Where are you, Sam…" I'm right here.
A/N: Whooooo…Sorry. Anyway, thanks for reading. Please, R & R. Ciao! SheriffBoB