Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly.

4 Weeks later

We were in geometry. Or geography. Or physics for all I care, but we were in school. I was even more out of it then I am on a normal day.

I wasn't paying attention to it, my head was in my arms laying on the desk. I didn't feel good.

"Shaking. My gosh, whoever's this stop shaking before I break your wrist." I mumbled angrily.

I knew it was Freddie because he wouldn't stop.

"Freddie, you better stop." I said.

"Are you okay? Sam, you don't seem O.K." He seemed concerned. He was always concerned.

"It'll pass."

"You said that yesterday, and you threw up." He said quieter.

"I'm not going to throw up, just let me be."

"Sam and Freddie, is there a problem?" I heard our teacher ask. Half concerned, half annoyed.

"No." Freddie said plainly.

"Sam are you alright?" Mrs. Lenardo asked.

"Fine." I said, lifting my head up a little, "Just tired."

She wasn't teaching a lesson now. Everyone was working on a piece of paper silently with their partner. Freddie wasn't my partner, but he still turned around to talk to me.

"Sam." Freddie whispered.

I didn't answer.

"Sam." He tried again.

"You know I hear you." I was annoyed. I didn't mean to be. Today just wasn't my day. It wasn't that time of the month, even though it felt like it.

"Just… look at me O.K., babe?" He said, probably trying to be a little more demanding, but failed and talked calmly.

I looked up, confused, "What's wrong?"

He leaned closer, and barely whispered, "You took those pills, right?"

I backed up, and spoke a little lower than my normal voice, "I'm not stupid!"

"So, yes?"

"Yes, I did! How could you think I didn't?"

"Shh, Sam. I didn't mean to make you mad. I trust you, I know you did, I saw you get them when I was leaving. Nevermind. I just wanted to be sure. You just seem a little off. I'm sorry."

My expression went back to normal, but I didn't say anything.

After a few moments, I said, "I promise I took them. You don't even have to worry, O.K.?"

He smiled, but it wasn't his Freddie smile. It was the one he uses after he's embarrassed. I laughed.

There was his smile.

I would've kissed him if we weren't in class.

"I'll take you for ice cream after school." He said, and turned around.

"We have iCarly rehearsal." I reminded him.

"Before that. Carly won't mind."

"Oh, did Carly tell you about this weekend?" I asked him.

"The amusement park?"

"Yeah." I said, probably not as excited as I would have sounded if I felt better.

"It's going to be so much fun. We haven't all hung out in a while. All three of us, besides for iCarly. It was usually just me and you. Or you and her."

5 Days Later

I walked over to Freddie and threw my arms around him in a hug. I squeezed him.

He laughed, and squeezed my shoulders, "You and your weird moods." He kissed my forehead.

Carly hopped downstairs in a skirt and a blue shirt with boots, "Ready! This will be so much fun." She said as she walked to Spencer's wallet on the counter and pulled out a twenty. She grabbed her phone.

"Let's go!" She said in a sing-song voice, "Spencer I'm leaving!"

"Have you're phone and don't buy anything from strangers!" He warned from his room.

We were up high on the ferris wheel. Stuck at the top. Carly's luck.

"Guys," She said, scared, "What if this tips over. My gosh, we're so high!"

Sam laughed and peered out the side, "I love when this happens!"

Freddie laughed. He loved her personality, plus, it was fun comparing Carly to Sam. They were too different.

"Don't do anything stupid!" Carly said.

"Stupid?" Sam questione, and started shaking the cart back in forth.

"SAM!" Carly said, "Stop!"

The cart wasn't going to go anywhere, but it was even getting my nervous, "Sam…"

She sat back down, "Oh, come on. Live live to the fullest. You're not young forever!"

"I won't be living life if I die!" Carly snapped, half sarcastic… half not.

Sam rolled her eyes, and I threw my arm around her.

"Well, glad you're feeling better." I said.

"Just a bug. Told you." She looked at me.

Freddie held my hair back as I started throwing up into a trash bin.

"Sam, how many hot dogs did you eat?" Freddie asked, not making fun of me; just being concerned.

Carly was pacing a little while away. She wasn't good with watching people vomit.

"Only one!" I said when I stopped.

Freddie was looking at me, "I know you took the pill, but just to be safe maybe you should stop at the pharmacy… or I can for you."

I looked at him annoyed, but sighed.

"Fine."