A/N: Well, here's the chapter. I have nothing more to say…
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly…
Coincidence. It's an odd thing. The next star would be in three months and fifteen days. March first. That was the day I met Carly. But, the coincidence goes back further than that. It was the day I met Freddie.
I never admitted it, but they were on the exact same day. But, I had met Freddie three years earlier.
I came upon a five year old boy laying in the grass. "Hi. Whatcha doin'?"
"Watching the clouds. That one looks like a camcorder. That one looks like my mommy's cell phone." He was even a geek then. But, I didn't care. I wasn't mean, back then.
"Ooh…Can I try?" He nodded. "I see a turkey. And that looks like ham!" Some things never change.
Well, that was how we met. His mom wasn't as eccentric back then. So, she actually permitted me to be around him. Besides, I was nice. But, that was March first. Then, I met Carly on March first. I've always known it was the same day. But, I would never admit it. I wasn't supposed to care about Freddie. So, why should I care about when we met? Even though I always did.
I curled up on Freddie's bed thinking. He was at his computer…doing whatever he's always doing on it. I never asked. It just always seemed private. Anyway, I was thinking about this span of time. I would miss Christmas. I would miss New Years. I would miss Valentine's Day. I would even miss Carly's birthday. The only thing I wouldn't miss was the Anniversary.
"What are you thinking about?" Freddie turned away from his screen to ask.
I looked up at him. "I'll tell you what I'm thinking if you tell me what you're always doing on the computer." I didn't expect him to tell me. I really didn't.
But, he did. "Okay…I'm writing in my journal."
"Oh. Well, I'm just thinking about all the things I'll miss in the next three and a half months. Christmas. New Years. Valentine's Day."
"Not to mention iCarly," he stated. iCarly. I had totally forgotten about our show.
"Yeah…What am I going to do about it? I mean…There's nothing I can do…But, still."
"Uh…Well, Carly has something planned. I think she's going to tell the viewers about you disappearing…and everything…" He stopped. I could tell he wanted to say more.
"And…"
He looked toward me sadly. "And, I think she's going to tell them that you might be dead…and to not expect any more iCarly…"
Oh, great. I'm dead. My mom thinks she saw my ghost. Carly's going to tell all the viewers I might have died. I guess for the next few months, I really am dead.
A/N: I don't really like this chapter. But, I just felt like writing something. The next chapter will be iCarly. Anyway, R & R, and…Uh…Currently, I'm out of languages…So, bye, SheriffBoB.