Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own iCarly…

Chapter 2

Okay, so maybe this day isn't as normal as I first thought…

Well, I didn't expect that. Or maybe I did but I didn't know it. Oh, I just confused myself. It's weird, but the first thing I thought about was how COOL that was! I mean, did you see that? It was awesome! Oh holy mother of meat, I'm turning into Frednerd. You didn't hear that. I got to call Carly.

I yanked my phone from my pocket and hit the number one speed dial. What? I'm too lazy to learn numbers. One ring… two rings… three rings…

When I heard Carly's voice through the phone I almost screamed everything at her in a mad rush to get the words out. But by the time I had finished I realized it was Carly's voicemail that I heard. Stupid technology sounding exactly like my best friend. Guess I'm going to have go over there. I wonder if Spencer will mind. Ahh, who cares? I practically live there anyway.

It didn't take that long to get to the Bushwell Plaza, and I knew Carly wasn't home yet but I decided to let myself in anyway, maybe I could tease some fun out of Spencer for a while. Only the door was locked. The door's never locked unless no-one's home. That must be it then; Spencer's not home.

Not a problem for Puckett. I can pick locks upside-down whilst wearing a blindfold and riding a unicycle (because I'm that darn good). I reached up and searched my unruly golden curls for a bobby pin to pick the lock with but I couldn't find one. Huh. I could have sworn I had one in there. Then it struck me.

I tried to imitate exactly what I had earlier when trying to unravel the charger, only this time I focused on unlocking the Shay's door. Nothing happened. Aw, I thought I was getting good at… whatever it was I can do. But then I remembered that each time I did it I had moved my hands. So I tried again, and yes the door clicked and swung open to reveal the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. A ham!

Oh my smoothies, my mouth was watering just looking at it. I ran towards the counter where it so tastefully lay, and just stared at it, admiring it. I couldn't take it anymore; I had to have it. Reaching for the spectacular cut of meat, I stopped just short of it when I saw the folded piece of paper tucked under the plate. It read the words: Sam.

Okay, so now I was curious. I edged the plate off of the note and unfolded it.

Sam,

If you're here before Carly and Freddie get home, which is most likely going to happen since all of you basically live here anyway. Seriously, why is that? Anyway, what was I saying? Oh yeah.

I know you get a bit lonely when Carly's not here to talk to and Freddo's not here for you to beat on so I got you this to make you feel a little better.

Please don't kill me for saying that. And can you please feed Swimmy IV for me? I'm too scared to, you know, just in case he catches fire.

Thanks,

Spencer

This dude is too awesome. Well, I have permission now so there goes my conscience. Gimme the meat! Still with a mouthful of the delicious ham, I made my way over to the unlucky fish who Spencer took a shine to and dropped some flakes into the top of the circular bowl. The fish went wild, kinda like me, so I wondered when Spencer had actually fed him last. Poor little guy. It still amazes me how someone can make a fish blow up in flames whilst in a bowl full of water. Surely that's not possible, right? Wrong. This is Spencer we are talking about here. The dude can make fire out of thin air.

Anyway, that ham was long gone by then, so I decided to pay a little visit to the iCarly studio. I took the elevator (still too lazy for stairs) and made my way over to the dork's nerd station. Haha, you should have seen the look on his face when I said that to him. Priceless! Anyway, the videos flashed to life on the big screen above the car prop and I took my usual seat on my favourite red beanbag.

Hey, this one was from when my tooth fell out. I knew that eating vegetables was a bad idea. But yet again, no one would listen. That was a weird couple of days. Carly took me to the dentist where I accidently blurted out that me and Lord of the nubs kissed. Yeah, she freaked out, it was pretty hilarious. Only I was too angry to see it back then. But now I just think it's down right funny. I giggled to myself.

"Oh my Lady Gaga, did Samantha Puckett just giggle?" a voice from behind me echoed. Freddie.

"Don't call me Samantha. I thought you would know better by now." I growled at him, still furious at myself for not noticing he was there.

"What are you doing here anyway nub? I thought you were at that sappy meeting thing." He rolled his eyes. Something he does often now.

"I was, it finished at four thirty. I came over to fix something on the iCarly website." He explained whilst not looking up from his laptop. Four thirty? Wow, I must have been here longer than I originally thought. Then I remembered why I was here.

"Where's Carly?" I asked, hoping that he didn't hear the desperation in my voice. He looked up at me with his big brown questioning eyes. He definitely heard, but he didn't mention anything about it, which I was secretly grateful for.

"She met this new guy at school and was showing him around. I think they went to the Groovy Smoothie together." I tried to find the jealous tone in his voice, to the fact that his 'love' Carly had a date. But there was none. I decided to push my luck.

"Aw, did Fredbag get all upset?" I cooed, with as much sarcasm as I could muster. That should get him riled up. Again, it didn't. Freddie just rolled his eyes and smirked at me mischievously.

"Jealous, are we Princess Puckett?" Oh he did not just go there.

"Please, don't make me throw up on you." I replied, careful not to jump over his nerd station and rip his dorky little head off. He just rolled his eyes. Again with the eye-rolling! He will pay for saying that, he may not know it, but he will pay. Sudden inspiration! What if I use my… powers (I'm going to call them powers 'cause it sounds cool) to mess with his head? That could work.

I turned on my heal and headed back towards my beanbag, making him think I had just ignored him. The big screen had gone black since Freddie started working on it, so I could see his faint reflection in the glass. Smiling, I closed my eyes and focused myself, putting all else out of my head (I know, not that hard to do) and flicked my fingers. Freddie's laptop folded down onto his hands.

"OW!" he groaned as I burst out laughing. It was truly hilarious. I looked up with tears of happiness in my eyes, clutching my sides as I tried to calm myself down. He scowled at me and lifted his hand out so I could see it. His knuckles were coated with small droplets of blood. I had actually hurt him. That snapped me out of my laughing fit as I rushed to side.

"I'm so sorry." I said as he rubbed his sore hand. He stopped and looked at me as if I was crazy. I gradually realized my slip up.

"What are you apologising for?" Freddie looked straight into my blue eyes with his deep, brown ones. I could feel myself being pulled in by them. That was not supposed to happen.

"I-I… er… I don't know." Stammering, I looked down at my hands and mentally scolded myself.

"Are you okay?" he asked me. How can I answer that? Truth is, I can't. I don't even know myself.

Backing away from his face, I threw a response at him and headed towards the door.

"I got to go. Later."

And with that, I bounded out the door and ran home.

Freddie's POV

Well, that was really weird. Something is going on with Sam, I know it. I have to find out what it is or it will bug me like crazy. And she seemed kind of upset. I frowned. Sam isn't Sam when she's upset. She's not the same person and quite frankly, I hate it. I have to make it all better. It's what friends are for, right?

A/N: So, there is the second chapter people! I'm working on the third one now so if you have any ideas in those noodles of yours please feel free to tell me. And REVIEW!

A special thank you to my first ever reviewer icecoffee18 for your review. It made me so happy to know you like it! So thanks.