Nightmare: Someone's either having a nightmare, or a dream they'd rather not talk about.
Blinding lights welcomed the blonde girl as she opened her eyes. Blinking the shock away she looked at her surroundings. She was standing at the top of a tall hill overlooking a beautiful and lush valley.
"What...the...chiz-nitz?" she asked.
A deep chuckle from behind her made her turn around, but she saw no one.
"Okay, this is not funny. Get out here and show yourself!" she growled.
The voice chuckled more then it spoke, "Sorry Princess, but your not getting your way! At least...not yet."
Sam frowned and looked at her surroundings again. "This better be a dream, or else someone is going to get seriously hurt."
She continued to walk for a distance then she felt a rumbling from the ground and a crack appeared. She fell to the ground and from the deep gorge that was being created a colorful arrangement of butterflies erupted.
Sam looked like she was going to be sick, "OK, so it's not a dream...it's a nightmare."
The deep voice talked again, "Talk about butterflies in your stomach; Is that how you feel when you're around me Sam?"
"Keep it up, buddy, and you're gonna need plastic surgery!" Sam threatened.
When she didn't get a response she let out an exasperated sigh and walked on.
'Hopefully there won't be anymore GIRLY stuff!' Sam thought angrily.
And then there came the noise.
Sam jumped back and looked up at the sky which had just become illuminated.
Fireworks of every color filled the open air, it was a beautiful show for Sam, and then the voice ruined it.
"Awww Sammy, is this what happened when you kissed me?" the voice asked.
She blushed, then a scowl grew on her face.
"Listen, you better come out here and show your sorry face! I'd like to introduce you to two of my best friends. Leftie and Rightie!" Sam yelled.
The voice chuckled and then sighed, "Suit yourself sweetie."
The last of the fireworks fell onto the ground and formed a lovely sparkle that was slowly growing up to form a person, a boy to be exact.
The sparkling figure moved closer to Sam, still in his shining disguise.
Violin music started playing in the background and Sam rolled her eyes at her subconscious' cheezy setting.
"Whad'ya think Sammy-kins, am I perfect enough for you."
And the disguise faded, showing the true form of the boy in front of her.
...And then Sam woke-up.
She looked around the Shay household, and sighed contently. It had only been a dream.
"Hey Princess Puckett, you ready to come make iCarly?" asked a deep voice from the stairs.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" yelled Sam and dived into the couch in an attempt to hide.
Voila! And who could this mysterious person be?... Oh c'mon, we ALL know who it is!