Yay the second chapter! I'm really enjoying writing this story for some reason. I just wrote this within a few hours after putting up the first chapter, so that's an accomplishment. Anyway, this chapter has a lot more Seddie romance, so I think that all Seddie lovers will love this chapter!

Disclaimer: Since I'm a girl, I hope I don't look anything like Dan Schneider. I don't own iCarly, but I wish I could, 'cause then I'd be rich. (: Also, the Lazy River and big boat in this chapter are not my ideas. I remembered them from a hotel I went to when I was little and I used to always love playing in those pools. So, I don't own those either.

FPOV:

The hotel room was fantastic! The room that we walked into contained one king-sized bed, a dresser, and a television. The walls were a light sepia color and the floor was a fancy, black carpet with flowery designs on it.

To the left side was a door that leads to a bathroom. The bathroom contained a huge bathtub, a toilet, a counter with a sink and a mirror, and another counter with just a mirror. The tiled floors shined as if they were recently polished and the walls were blue, like the ocean.

The kitchen had an oven, microwave, sinks, shelves, cabinets, a refrigerator, and other fancy kitchen appliances.

Next, was another bedroom. It contained another king-sized bed, which had very expensive-looking burgundy bedding, and a dark, wooden dresser. To the right, was another nice bathroom with pretty much the same stuff in it, except with a different layout. The room also contained a couch and a TV, so it was sort of like half a living room and half a bedroom. A few paintings of the ocean and beach chairs hung on the walls around the room.

Lastly, there was a balcony. It was very large and had a small loveseat, a beach chair, and a little table set up on it.

After exploring the large hotel room, we were all extremely happy and fulfilled. I looked out on the balcony and saw five swimming pools. One was a general, large pool. The next one was a hot tub, which was fairly large for a hot tub. There was also the "Lazy River," which was a pool that was shaped like a long river that you can ride floats on. I silently laughed to myself as I thought about how the lazy river resembled Sam and how she would love that. In addition, there was another swimming pool that was pretty small. Lastly, there was a huge boat, which was fake of course, that squirted out water from the sides as people could swim around and through it.

I called everyone's attention to the huge pools.

"Oh my gosh!" Sam shouted, "We have to go swim in those!"

"Yeah!" shouted Carly.

"Okay, let's all put on our swimsuits and we can go!"

Everyone found a private place to put on his or her swimsuit. I wore general swim trousers, which were red with black on the sides. Spencer wore swimsuit trousers that were yellow and orange. Carly wore a pink and green bikini with flowers on it. Lastly, Sam wore a blue bikini with, surprisingly, yellow flowers on it.

"So, Puckett, what's up with the flowers?" I asked.

She glared at me and awkwardly punched my bare shoulder.

"You were right Benson, you do have abs," she said uneasily.

She actually complimented me, which was strange. It was kind of an awkward moment. She did look really pretty in her bikini, but complimenting her might cost me another bruise. I'll just do it anyway, just to be nice, I guess.

"Told you so. And you look nice in your bikini, Sam."

She blushed. "Thanks, Freddork."

"Now that you've both flirted, can we go swimming now?" asked Carly.

"We weren't flirting," said Sam defensively.

"Whatever you say!" Carly said jokingly.

"Let's go," said Sam.

We all ran down to the pools. Carly relaxed in the hot tub, Spencer played in the boat pool with little kids, and Sam, of course, lied on a float in the lazy river. I stood there, left alone, trying to pick where to go. Of course, I chose what would be the most fun, which would be annoying Sam while she tries to relax. So, I grabbed a float and hopped in the lazy river.

I swam by lots of people until I spotted a yellow and blue float, with long, blonde, curly hair hanging beautifully off the back. I snuck up behind her and threw my float on top of Sam's. Scared out of her mind, she flipped over. A few seconds later, I saw her head slowly rise from the water. Right when I saw her face, I regretted doing that.

"BENSON!" She yelled at the top of her lungs.

I quickly went under the water and swam as fast as I could. I guess those synchronized swimming classes with my mom helped, which brought back the memory of Sam's tattoo on my arm. I silently laughed at the thought and continued breathlessly swimming.

All of a sudden, I felt a tap on my wet shoulder. I turned around and saw the face of Sam Puckett. There was no escaping her now.

"Sam! Come on, it was just a joke! Please don't hurt me!" I weakly and breathlessly pleaded.

"Fredward Dorko Benson, you asked for this," she said very seriously.

I cringed as her fist headed toward my face. When her fist was about a centimeter away from my mouth, she put her hand down and began laughing.

"I scared you, didn't I?" she asked.

"No, I wasn't scared at all."

"You should've seen your face, Benson!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

"Now, will you go swimming with me, my love?" Sam asked in a jokingly British accent.

"Of course, my dear," I responded with the same accent. I held her hand and kissed it.

Back to her regular voice, she said, "Freddie, you didn't have to physically contact me. I know you hate that."

"Nah, it's okay." I smiled at her.

"Wanna go to the hot tub and see what Carly's up to?"

"Sure!"

I climbed out of the pool and grabbed her hand, pulling her out.

"Thanks." She blushed.

"No problem," I simply replied.

We walked to the hot tub and Carly was gone. She was swimming in the large, regular pool, which Spencer joined her in.

"You still wanna get in, Freddo?"

"Sure, and I'm not a dork anymore?"

"I just got tired of saying the word 'dork', okay?" She answered fiercely.

"Somebody's feisty," I replied jokingly, kind of flirting too.

We climbed into the hot tub and sat side by side.

"No I'm not!"

"Whatever you say, Princess Puckett."

We sat silent for a few minutes until I nudged her shoulder.

"What, Benson?" She replied angrily to my gesture.

"Nothin'," I smirked.

"So, I hope there's a pull-out bed in the room."

"Why? You don't want to sleep with me?"

"Can't you sleep with Spencer?"

"No, he says that he has issues with sleeping with other guys."

"What a weirdo."

"Yeah, so are you going to sleep with me then?"

"Why can't you sleep with Carly?"

"I'm over her, so it'd be weird."

"Momma's got brains."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Well, you said that you're over Carly. But you wouldn't want to sleep with me if you weren't into me, correct?"

"You think I like you, Sam?"

"Yup." She smirked.

"Well, I don't so forget it."

"Then why did you try to kiss me on the airplane?"

"I didn't because I wanted to. You hate me, why would you think I like you?"

"Momma knows things."

I glanced at her uneasily. "Blonde-headed demon," I said quickly.

"Freddork."

I scooted closer to her. She actually didn't scoot away. I waited about aminute to see if she'd react, but she didn't.

"I think you like me, Sam."

"What? Why? No!"

"I just scooted closer to you and you didn't have a problem with it. We're a centimeter apart, and you're not trying to change it."

"Maybe I'm cold," she said nervously.

"No you're not. It's ninety degrees out here."

"Well, maybe I didn't want to hurt your feelings by scooting away."

"No, you like me, Sam. Just admit it. I won't hate you."

"Admit it, you LOVE me, Freddie."

"No, admit that you love me, because I know you do."

"No I don't, dork!"

"Yes you do! I know you good enough to know your ways of acting."

She grabbed my arms fiercely. "You love me and I know it. If you want me to let go, just admit that you love me."

I wasn't going to give in to her tricks so fast. I moved her hands and held them in mine.

"Is that okay for now?" I asked her sweetly.

She nodded.

"Wanna go hang out with Spencer and Carly?" I asked.

"Sure."

We walked out of the hot tub and before we got to the pool where Spencer and Carly were, Sam grabbed my shoulder.

"Ow!" I yelled.

"Don't tell Carly and Spencer about what just happened, okay?"

I nodded as we both jumped into the pool.

"Hey!" Carly said happily.

Sam smiled.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, I got splashed with water. As I rose from under the water, I yelled, "Who did that?"

Sam laughed and slowly went underwater.

Quickly, I dove under after her and searched. As I tried to find Sam, I suddenly felt a hand on my waist. I shuddered at the sudden touch and went above the water to find Sam looking at me awkwardly, but with an apologetic look on her face. She blushed.

"Whoa, dude, I didn't mean to touch you."

"Aw, Sam actually doesn't want to hurt Freddie," said Carly jokingly.

Spencer yawned. "Can we go back to the room? It's really late."

"Of course, Spencer," said Carly sweetly.

We all climbed out of the pool and walked back to the hotel room.

I pulled Sam back from Carly and Spencer.

"What was that for?" Sam asked.

"I can't talk to you without them?"

"What, Fredward?"

"Oh, I just wanted to talk."

Sam poked my stomach, or well, my abs.

"Nice." she said simply.

I smiled. "And you actually have a chest, I see." I smirked at her.

She gasped. "So you used to think Momma was flat-chested?"

"Definitely not."

"And that also tells me that you were looking." She winked.

"Ooh, you caught me!" I said jokingly.

We got to the room. I changed into a baggy white shirt and black sweatpants. Sam took a long shower and came out looking like a model to go to sleep. I'll never understand women. Same with Carly, except I would say that Sam looked a bit prettier. It's funny because Spencer and I just change and go. Anyway, Sam came out of the bathroom wearing an orange camisole and extremely short black shorts.

When I saw her, a gasp accidentally flew out of my mouth.

"What?" she asked.

"You look pretty hot, Sam," I said and smiled at her.

"Whatever, thanks," she said.

Sam and I walked into Spencer and Carly's bedroom.

"Where are we supposed to sleep?" I asked.

"Would you mind sleeping with Sam? Just put a pillow between you or something. Please? For me?" asked Carly, with a very sweet tone.

I looked at Sam, who stood there blankly.

"Sure."

Carly yawned. "I'm going to bed, good night!" She smiled and got into her bed.

We walked back into our bedroom.

"I guess it's you and me, Puckett."

"If you touch me in any way, you're dead, Benson."

"It's hot in here. Do you mind if I sleep with my shirt off or will that bother you too much?"

"I don't care, just let me sleep, Benson!"

Without answering, we both slowly got into the bed. We lied down, side by side.

"Well, I never pictured us being in a bed together," I said.

"Never."

"This is pretty awkward."

"You know you like it."

"Like what?"

"Laying in a bed with me."

"Sure, Sam, sure I do."

"Good night, Fredward."

"Good night, Princess Puckett."

At 3 o'clock in the morning, I woke up to a pinch. Sam pinched my butt! I looked over at her and saw that she was awake and staring at me.

She started to laugh when I looked at her awkwardly.

I took a deep breath. "Why Sam? Why did you pinch my butt?"

"It was funny." She chuckled.

"It's not time for your pranks when I'm trying to sleep, Sam."

"Beauty sleep," Sam said in a sarcastic voice.

I shook my head. "Good night, Sam."

"Night, dorko."

I soon fell back asleep. At about nine o'clock, I woke up. Carly was already awake and making pancakes in the kitchen, so I walked in to greet her.

"Morning, Carly," I said sleepily.

"Um, Freddie, why is your shirt off?"

"I was hot last night and Sam said that she didn't care if I slept with it off."

"Ooh, Freddie! I think she likes you." Carly winked.

"What makes you think that?"

"If she hated you, she would've demanded you put a shirt on."

"Oh. Carly, does she ever talk good about me when I'm gone?"

"Yep." Carly said happily.

Sounding way more excited than I should have, I asked what she said.

"Well, she's said that you're cute, she loves your eyes, she said that you were really muscular last night, and she says that she only argues with you because you argue with her."

I smiled and blushed, which Carly saw. "Aw, Do you have a crush on Sam, Freddie?"

"Would you tell her if I did?"

"Of course not!"

"Well, okay the, I do. But please don't tell her. I want to handle this myself."

"Okay, Freddie. You two should go out on a date."

"Yeah, I know, but I'm not sure if she'd like that."

"Why wouldn't she?"

"She's Sam Puckett."

"You're right. But I'm sure Sam would love to go on a date with you, Freddie!"

"Really?" I blushed again.

"Definitely!" She smiled.

"I don't think I should… it might make her mad."

"Freddie, it won't."

"She'll laugh at me!"

"Get this through your head, Freddie, Sam likes you too!" Carly yelled that a little too loud.

"Shh!" I whispered.

I walked to the bathroom and took a shower. I put on a red shirt and some jeans. When I came out, Sam was up and eating bacon, as always.

"Good Morning, Sam," I walked in and said.

"Hey Fredbag."

Without Sam seeing her, as she was too focused eating her bacon, Carly nodded at me.

Butterflies flew through my stomach. I couldn't ask Sam out! Carly must've been crazy because I can't ask Sam Puckett. I shook my head at Carly.

Sam pulled her face out of her plate of bacon and asked, "What are we gonna do today?"

"I don't know, maybe Freddie does!" Carly said.

"Uh, maybe we could all go down to the ocean," I said nervously.

"Or just Freddie and Sam," Carly muttered.

"What, Carls?" Sam asked.

"Oh, nothing."

"Well, that sounds good going to the ocean, I'll go get ready!' Sam smiled and walked away to get ready.

I sat at the table thinking about what I should do about Sam. If it weren't for Carly, I wouldn't even be worrying about this. I shook my head.

Suddenly, somebody tapped on my shoulder. It was Sam. I couldn't believe what I saw. She wore a frilly, short, blue and white sundress. Her hair was curlier and more styled. Sam also was wearing white heels and a heart-shaped necklace. She smiled at me.

"Sam, whoa," is all I could say. I was speechless. She looked gorgeous.

"Sam, you look so pretty!" Carly said sweetly as she ran up to Sam and hugged her.

"Wow, Sam, you look gorgeous," I said nervously.

She blushed like crazy, but she was extremely cute doing it. People don't say things like that about Sam much, so she takes it as a huge compliment. Stuff like that means a lot to her.

"Thanks, Freddie." Her face lit up as she grinned.

"So, why are you dressed so, I dunno, girly, Sam?" asked Carly.

She grabbed Carly to whisper in her ear, "I'm trying to impress Freddie so he'll ask me out, okay?"

Carly nodded as they parted.

"So, Carly, are you going to join us walking by the ocean?"

Carly looked at Sam. "Nah, I think I'll stay here and try to wake up Spencer."

Sam smiled at Carly, like thanking her.

"Okay, well Sam, would you like to take a walk with me?" I asked as I offered my hand to her.

She grinned. "Sure!"

I held her hand as we left the hotel room.

So how you do like the story so far? I think it's going good right now and I hope you do too! I'll be updating this story a lot quicker than my others right now because this one's really fun to write. Please review and I'll update a lot faster though! (:

P,S. All Seddie superfans, did you notice the color-coding? Freddie's red shirt and Sam's blue dress create the Seddie color! *fangirl squeal* Anyway, please review and enjoy reading! (: