Hello!!! Well, this is Chapter 2. It's from Sam's point of veiw. I know it took me forever to write!! But I wrote this in just a few minutes. I was inspired!
"Freddie I don't want to!" Sam complained as Freddie tried to lift her from the couch.
"Come on!" he said. He was killing his arms trying to lift her, but she seems fine, as though she weren't fighting, "I just want you to watch the video!"
"No! What you think is funny and what I think is funny are completely different!"
"Fine!" he cried, completely wiped out. He was so tired he colapsed on top of Sam's legs.
"Get off!" she cried. Freddie just moaned. So she lifted her legs so he fell to the floor.
"You know my life would be so much better without you," he said picking himself up.
"Well I bet mine would be fabulous without you," Sam said kicking his arm.
Sam turned over for the 5th time that morning. She had a few seconds of peace before she became uncomfortable and turned again.
"Urgh!" she groaned rising out of bed. She stopped. Something was wrong. Her room was...different. Sam sat and analyzed her room for a few seconds. Then her phone buzzed dully beside her. It was Carly, "Hey."
Hey hey hey! You never called last night!" Carly sounded strangely chipper. Carly was NOT a morning person.
"Why would I call? We did iCarly last night," Sam ran a hand through her tangled blond hair.
"i what?" Carly sounded confused.
"Our webshow smart one!" Sam got off her bed and over to her computer. She typed in "."
"What webshow?" The computer said "address not found." Sam typed it in again. The same screen popped up.
"Oh! What did Freddork do now?" Sam slamed down on her keys.
"Who?"
"Your neighbor/friend/tech producer of iCarly." Sam was getting annoyed.
"Ok, what are you talking about? What's iCarly? Who's Freddie? My neighbor is Reuben. Your boyfriend!"
Sam dropped the phone.