This chapter is from iDream of Dance. I didn't cover the entire episode, just key Seddie parts!

I was sitting in class, eating my cereal when Carly walked up to me. "What?" I asked my mouth full of the cereal.

"You're having breakfast in class?" She asked, very surprised.

"Uh huh."

"You can't just have breakfast in the middle of-IS THAT TURKEY BACON?" Suddenly she darted forward and grabbed a piece of the turkey bacon and started eating it and going to her desk next to mine.

I glanced up and saw Fredward come in with Ms. Briggs. He looked up and I swear, he glanced in my direction, a smile playing on his lips. But he turned away and looked at Carly, "Carly."

"Freddie," she said, eating MY bacon.

He turned and looked at me, not smiling and nothing nice on his face. "Sam."

"I'm eating," I said angrily, shoving food in my mouth.

He glanced up and shook his head then sat down with his backpack on the back of the seat.

"Alright class, take your seats," Ms. Briggs said. She started sniffing the air, "Why do I smell bacon?"

I looked at Carly and she had stopped eating, the bacon frozen in mid air. I looked at my food and felt worried. Ms. Briggs looked at us. "It's turkey bacon," Carly said hopefully.

"PUT IT AWAY!" Ms. Briggs said angrily.

"Sorry!" Carly said, handing me the bacon.

"OK." I grabbed it and dumped all the food into Freddie's backpack. He turned and looked in his bag and then up at me. "There, it's put away," I said.

"Into my backpack," Freddie said. I just looked at him, ready for him to get angry at me or throw the food at me and him lose an arm or something. But he turned away. I was shocked. I just shrugged it off, and looked back up at Ms. Briggs.

We got to Carly's house and Freddie was coming inside with us. "Yeah, well I had to go buy a new backpack because someone dumped her breakfast in mine," he said, glaring right at me.

"You're lucky I didn't dump it down your pants," I said to him. I turned and walked off to the kitchen where Carly was.

"Anybody want some iced tea?" Carly asked getting everything out.

"Me," Freddie said. Of course.

"Tea me," I said.

"Grab three glasses," Carly told me. I turned and grabbed three cups and set them on the countertop. "So what was up with that whole Scottish dancing thing?"

"Yeah, who wants to see that?" Freddie asked.

"At least you two don't have to sit in detention with her," I said while Carly was pouring the tea.

"Here you go," Carly said, handing me the cup with a nice lemon.

"Aw, now you see that? Carly puts a nice slice of lemon on my glass. How does she think of that?" I asked Freddie.

"Cuz Carly's classy," he replied. Ouch.

"Oh and I'm not classy," I said pointing to myself.

"Classy people don't clean out their ears with their cell phone antenna."

"That was your cell phone antenna," I said. I dipped two straws in my cup and Carly's.

"What?" Freddie gasped. He reached down into his pocket and pulled out his cell and looked at it. I moaned while looking at the antenna. "No wonder I keep dropping calls." He went to grab a paper towel to get rid of my earwax.

"What right does an English teacher have to force kids to watch dancing?" I asked Carly.

"I wouldn't mind watching good dancing," Freddie said. Wow. He actually answered me.

I grabbed the straw in Freddie's cup and walked over to the Fridge. "You know, that could be a fun thing for iCarly. We have people send in videos of themselves doing their coolest dance," Carly said.

"I'm down."

"I dig it," I said trying to beat Freddie. But I didn't.

"Let's do it," Carly said, glad we agreed with her.

"Where'd my straw go?" Freddie suddenly asked.

I turned from the fridge with his straw in my ear. "Here." I walked over to him and dipped it back in his cup that he was holding. He glared at me and I just took a sip of my tea while Carly shrugged it off.

God I loved messing with Freddie. So fun.

We were watching boring dance videos for iCarly. "Seven," Carly said.

"Six."

"Seven."

I looked over at Freddie. "Weird you'd agree with Carly."

"Weird you'd say that," Freddie answered. I felt a tiny bit of jealousy go through me just knowing he liked Carly more than me. Didn't guys like me? I'm a likable person? Right?

It was getting later and later and finally a cute guy came on. Carly and I sat up and stared at the TV screen. "I don't like him," Freddie said. He was just jealous because Carly liked the dude but not him.

"Are you insane, he's totally hot," Carly said. I could tell she was shocked Freddie would say that. I just gaped at the dude on Carly's TV.

"Oh My God."

"That boy's got moves."

"Come on! He's a total nub."

"If he's a nub, someday I want to be Mrs. Carly Nub," Carly said.

"Just give me your rating," Freddie said with a disgusted voice.

"How high can we go?" Carly asked.

"Ten."

"Four billion," Carly answered.

"Four billion and three, " I said, still gaping at the hot guy on TV.

"I'm gonna go get a juice pouch," Freddie said. He got up and left the room and got in my way! Carly and I started yelling at him to move and then started gaping. When no one was looking, I turned my head quickly and looked at Freddie. I could tell he was jealous and annoyed. I smiled at him and turned back to the TV.

I fell asleep on Freddie's shoulder by accident. I felt so nice laying there, like my head was meant to be there. It fit perfectly on his shoulder. I felt him nudge me to move. I didn't want too. I slowly moved as he was drinking his juice and looked at him. I made it look like I didn't like touching him and scrunched my face up in disgust. Maybe I really did like the nerd. No, I couldn't. His mom would kill me and who knows what Carly would think? And we were totally different.

But I really didn't want to move my head.

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