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Chapter 3
Sam leans over to her laptop that night. She turns on her iTunes, plugs in some headphones and sings along to the song that pops up on her screen as she begins to write.
Everyone knows it's sappy to keep a diary, so Sam doesn't call it that. She prefers to call it a 'place to write out her thoughts.' No one knows that she writes, and no one has to. It's the way she likes it- a secret wall of privacy.
Suddenly, a messenger window pops up on her screen. It's a new message from Carly.
Carly: hey
Groaning internally, she decides it's best to respond. Maybe Carly has something important to say.
Sam: hey, what's up?
Carly: U know, Freddie got an MSN account finally
Sam: Wow, for a tech dork he's rly slow on tech stuff.
Carly: I know, rite? Anyone who's anyone at this school has an MSN
Sam: Ik. Anyway…
Carly: did he add u?
Sam: Y, did he add u?
Carly: Ya
Carly: I'm so happy!
Sam: Wait a sec.
She checks out her list of contact request. Sighing, she admits it to herself- he didn't add her, and he added Carly. Acting on an impulse decision, she heads to Carly's profile and finds it easily- Freddie Benson. His name hits her like a slap in the face, but she clicks on the link anyway, then on the button that says Add as a Friend.
Her mouse hovers for a second. Be strong, Sam Puckett, you're not weak, she mutters internally, then presses as hard as she can.
Invitation sent.
She clicks back on the Carly window.
Sam: no, he didn't add me.
Carly: Oh
Carly: Maybe he will later
Sam: yeah…
Carly: Wait, y are u guys friends then? On ur profile…?
Sam: Oh yeah, I added him.
Carly: ?
Sam: I'm a strong, independent girl, I don't need to wait on the dude to make the 1st move.
Carly: haha nice
Carly: guess he accepted
Sam: guess so
Sam: did u talk to him?
Carly: ya
Sam: about what?
Carly: nothing rly important
Carly: he is actually kinda boring to chat w/
Sam: k
Carly: u should talk w/ him!
Sam: y?
Carly: u guys r both kinda boring 2 talk to….
Carly has logged off
Leaning back on her bed, Sam sighs. Seems like Freddie likes Carly, why would he have sent her an invitation and not Sam? Oh well, she might as well message him. He was online…and the only person available…
Sam: do u know when economics test is?
As she stares at her computer screen, she exhales slowly. She wonders whether he would bother to message her back or not (whether or not she is good enough for him). Her gasps come back as she hears a dinging sound, and sees the icon for the chat she'd made with Freddie light up.
Freddie: Wednesday
Sam: k thanks
Freddie: no prob
Sam doesn't know what to say at this point, but she does want to keep talking with him, so she adds on.
Sam: we have economics class tomorrow right?
She doesn't believe that he would message her back, the conversation was pretty boring. Still, Freddie Benson was a gentleman (one of the few left in the world) so she was thinking he might…
Freddie: yeah, I think so
Smiling softly, she debates whether or not to use the word crap with him, but then realizes oh yeah, I don't care. I'm Sam Puckett- I don't care about what he thinks.
Sam: crap, only one more day until the test
Freddie: I know
Freddie: I still haven't done my homework : (
Sam: Rly? I did it in class.. but I don't know anything cause I forgot it all
Freddie: haha
Sam: great, I'm gonna fail
Freddie: XD
Freddie: yeah me too prob
Sam: yeah I guess haha
Freddie: uh oh
Sam: What?
Freddie: My mom just found out I'm on the comp :/
Freddie: cya
Sam: k bye
Breathing heavier than usual, Sam closes the chat window and leans back to relax. She doesn't know what just went on (probably just a boring conversation in his eyes), but she does know one thing.
Freddie Benson is one confusing guy.
IANTT iANTT iANTT
Carly sighs. "Ah, music."
"What's so bad about music?" Sam asks, cocking an eyebrow.
"First, Ms. Ackerman," Carly begins.
Nodding, Sam replies, "Well, yeah, she is an emotional wreck."
"Not to mention the insane amount of homework and stuff she expects us to do," Carly complains.
"I think today will be okay," Sam inserts cautiously. "We're just singing."
"Yeah, singing's okay for you," Carly replies, in quite a nasty tone. Seeing the hurt look on her friend's face, she quickly follows up with, "But I'm sure you'll be great, Sam. You always are."
"Sure," Sam mutters, stepping away and almost landing on top of Freddie.
Freddie blushes. "Sorry."
"No, it was my fault," Sam stammers, regretting it immediately. Since when does Sam take the blame for stuff she does?
Freddie looks confused too. "Uh, it's okay."
Once they get to music class, they immediately realize Ms. Ackerman is in one of her infamous joyously happy moods. "Are you guys ready to sing solos?"
"Solos? It's only the fourth day of school!" Everyone exclaims in unison, shooting each other confused and panicked looks. Sam just leans back in her chair and smiles widely. This will be a breeze.
Ms. Ackerman nods vigorously. "Yes, I'm sure I mentioned it on Monday….wait, no, I'm sorry. Well, plans can't be changed, so we're singing solos today." Everyone groans but Sam. She's actually a bit excited to show off her voice, but a little nervous. "Oh, yes, Ms. Samantha Puckett."
"It's Sam," Sam growls.
"Sam," She corrects herself. "I've heard amazing things about your voice."
Gibby snorts. "Great things?" But he shuts up quickly when Sam shoots a glare his way.
"Yeah, I guess," Sam responds cautiously.
"How about you go first?" Ms. Ackerman asks. "You Raise Me Up."
"Got it," Sam shoots the class a confident grin, then strides to the front of the room and spins to face the students. In a clear, flawless voice, she begins. "When I am down, and oh my soul so weary. When troubles come, and my heart burdened be, then I am still and wait here in the silence until you come and wait awhile with me. You raise me up so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up to walk on stormy seas. I am strong when I am on your shoulders. You raise me up to more than I can be."
As she finishes, she knows it's all worth it to see the shocked expressions on their faces. Freddie is the first to recover and speak. "Well, that was…"
Ooh, cliffy!
Will Freddie like her singing? Or not? You'll find out in the next chapter!
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Oh, and btw, I don't own iCarly, MSN or You Raise Me Up, sadly. The only reason I picked You Raise Me Up for the song is because we had to sing it in music last year.
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