iDiary

A/N: Yippee, what you've been waiting for! Sorry I didn't update this weekend, my cousin came over. She helped me create an IM account (yeah, I know I didn't have one before so I like have no life outside of Fanfiction) :P I had fun, but she also got me sick, so I'm staying home today. Which isn't too bad because I can always use a break from school. :) Okay, this is back in Freddie's POV, with a little bit of Carly's at the end. I don't own iCarly or Microsoft Word, but I do own my own copy/ version/ icon that I click on my laptop that gives me Microsoft Word, so yeah…onto the story.

Chapter 6: The Truth is Out and so are Lies

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Freddie sat at his desk (A/N: his desk at home, not school), thinking. He had thought Sam liked him back. Some of the things she had done had seemed so…but, and this was a big but, where did Jake come in? Freddie had never experienced true jealousy before- just a little bit of envy here or there. But now he hated Jake with a passion almost as strong as the passion of love he had for Sam.

Jake? Sam could do so much better! He probably doesn't even like her. He's probably just using her for something…or maybe she's using him for something! Yeah, maybe Sam was tired of Carly's higher popularity level and wanted to boost her own. Except for the tiny flaw in that explanation that Sam doesn't care about popularity.

What other reason would explain a Sam-Undeserving Jake relationship? Freddie just couldn't figure it out. In the meantime, he felt that some Jake-bashing would cheer him up. Where was his laptop? It should be on his desk…

Knowing his mom, she probably took it and was searching through his history and downloading even more parent control things. That would explain why she hadn't gotten on to him about missing his laptop.

Fine, he would write Jake-bashing things on his pendrive, and then save them to his iJournal. He opened his backpack, looking for his pendrive. Where he normally stored it, he found a crumpled up piece of paper instead.

He opened it up, realizing it was the paper Sam had thrown away. He had forgotten about it in his jealous Jake rage.

…which was totally obvious. Anyways, Freddie has this diary-thing on his laptop. I know he was writing about me because I saw my name. I also saw Jake's. This gives me an interesting idea, but I'll talk to Mrs. Totters about it first. I can also ask for some food while I'm there; she has great ham.

Back to the point, Freddie is such a moron. I mean, come on, I've bullied him so many times, why can't he just make a conclusion from that? There are like only 3 possibilities! 1. There's something wrong with me. 2. I hate him. 3. I'm totally-

Freddie stared at the page in annoyance- it ended there. He turned it over, but there wasn't any writing on the back.

Sam wanted him to make a conclusion. So one of the three was the correct reason why she bullied him…if he read the note correctly. So what was conclusion number three? He wanted to believe that it ended with "in love with Freddie", but he couldn't see that as a realistic possibility. He was setting his hopes too high- and high hopes just get knocked down easier.

Well, at least he could type up what the note said for future reference and store it on his pendrive. He looked through his backpack. No pendrive.

Where was all of his stuff? Surely his mom wouldn't take his pendrive? No, she didn't understand how it worked. Well then, where was it last? He retraced his thoughts and ended up with a very scary realization- Sam. She had had Ms. Briggs's laptop last. Sam must have seen the opportunity and taken his pendrive.

She would look through his stuff and find…his iJournal! She would know how he felt about her! This was not the way things were supposed to happen! Plus, it wasn't close to the forecasted Seddie Tuesday- it was Thursday afternoon. Where could his stuff be?

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A/N: I know I said it would be in Freddie's POV, but I changed my mind because now everything goes better if it's in Sam's too.

Sam sat on the couch, finishing an already half-empty bag of chips and watching T.V. Her mom was, well, somewhere else. It really didn't matter; Sam was gonna go over to Carly's tonight anyway.

An ad came on the T.V. for this one computer anti-virus system. This reminded her- she had something important to do. You see, after school had let out and she was waiting with Freddie and Carly for Spencer to pick them up, Ms. Briggs appeared. She had told Sam to follow her. Sam thought it was about her detention and followed grudgingly.

Two hours ago…

"Samantha, you left something in my classroom earlier today. You must take better care of your things."

"Yeah, okay, can I have whatever I left and go now?" She answered while rolling her eyes. She didn't care about any lesson the bagpipe-playing monster was trying to teach her.

"No, you may not. Oh, by the way, I am canceling your detention."

"Seriously? Sweet! Okay, I'd really like to go now…"

"Don't you want your computer stick thing?" She had asked rather sinisterly.

"Uh, what?"

"This." Ms. Briggs showed Sam Freddie's pendrive.

"That's not mine." Sam started to say, and then thought better of it. She could find out what he was writing about her and Jake. "I mean, uh, yeah, that's mine."

Ms. Briggs handed it over to Sam and gave Sam an unreturned wave of goodbye. Sam's back was turned (as one's back would normally be when one exits a classroom), so she didn't see that she wasn't the only one with a smirk on her face.

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Back to now…

Sam had finally found the little slot for the pendrive in the very back of her mom's computer, among all of the wires. It was a very old computer, and didn't have a spot for a pendrive in the front, which annoyed Sam. She had serious stuff to find out. Her time shouldn't have been spent moving and looking through wire outlets.

It took four whole minutes for the screen to come up that she had inserted the pendrive. Once that finally came up, she sifted through Freddie's well-organized folders. Eventually she clicked through 2008, not school, personal, do not read if u r not me (which kinda gave it away) and found it- iJournal.

She double clicked it. Microsoft Word started loading. It took about ten whole minutes. Sam barely was able to restrain herself from kicking the ancient computer.

Entry # 1

Hello there. I'm Fredward Benson (call me Freddie, PLEASE) and you shouldn't be reading this.

Sam laughed and continued reading. Even though she really liked him, he was still such a nerd.

This will be a journal in which I will write all of my daily happenings. I don't know how I'm going to format this, but I think I'll just assume that you, my iJournal, already know everything about me already. I don't want to sit here and type up everything that's already happened in my life. I'll just start here, as if my life was a story and you just started reading at the middle.

Sam rolled her eyes. This was super nerdy. Nothing good, just boring. She scrolled down a couple pages until she saw her name.

Entry # 5

I'm back. And injured, thanks to Sam. She was flinging the "mashed potatoes" at me during lunch and when she was done covering me in that slop; she hurled the spoon at me! And it hit me in the eye! I might get a black eye from a spoon, which is really lame and then she'll tease me about it. For someone who got has a "D" in Geometry, she surprisingly knows her angles- at least when it comes to aiming.

Sam laughed; she had forgotten about that. That was funny. She had put a mobile with hanging spoons in his locker afterwards to remind him of the incident. She scanned the rest of the entry, but saw nothing else with her name, so she scrolled down another couple entries.

Entry # 9

The most embarrassing thing happened today! My mom came over to Carly's (WHILE we were filming iCarly!) and started showing Sam, Carly, and the iCarly audience some of my baby pictures! Yeah, I couldn't get her to leave. Sam was laughing at some of the pictures because my mom JUST HAD TO share the most embarrassing ones. Like when I was 5 and licked a popsicle and it was stuck to my tongue and I started crying with the popsicle dangling (while painfully tugging on my taste buds).

Then there's one where I got into my mom's lipstick. It was bright red and all over my face, smearing over my lips, cheeks and around my eyes. I was only four and a half, people! Sam's gonna buy me some lip gloss- I know it.

Oh, and let's not forget the one where I put my diaper on my head while my lower half (thankfully the backside, not the front) was photographed!! I seriously DIED of embarrassment.

Sam being there made it so much worse. If it was just Carly, she would laugh and then maybe bring it up once. But Sam, she's gonna laugh and laugh and bring it up when a teacher calls on her in class in front of everyone. She's just aggravating like that. I don't know why she has to be like that. I also don't know why I haven't accepted that that's just the way she is.

Sam felt kinda funny reading this. Was her teasing really that bad? It was just an outlet for her confusing feelings. Why did no one understand that, or notice for that matter? With the exception of Mrs. Totters of course – kids went to her instead of the counselor sometimes.

Sam decided she would just read through everything a bit later, when it didn't feel too wrong. Right now it just felt wrong to be reading these. Like she was invading something too personal, which she was. She didn't expect to feel so guilty, she usually didn't have a conscience guiding her (hence her "bad" reputation). She moved the scroll bar almost all of the way to the bottom.

Reading one of the very last entries wouldn't hurt…

Entry #31

I can't believe I've been writing in this journal for a month now. It doesn't seem that long. Anyways, today, Ms. Briggs (who isn't really as bad as I thought she is, she's just misunderstood, I mean all she wants to do is have a meaningful musical career and gets stuck with stupid teenagers, like Sam)

Sam thought that part was odd, and was slightly offended, but kept on reading.

Assigned us this "foreign places" assignment. I wanted someplace cool, and thanks to Ms. Briggs, I ended up getting Kazakhstan! Now I'll be able to expand my limited world culture knowledge and acceptance. All thanks to her!

Sam smiled. She understood. Freddie was so upset that he must have been in a super sarcastic mood.

I'm glad I'll be able to increase my cultural knowledge in such a way that I'll be able to try some new foods, not the standard lasagna or pizza- grossly typical. I guess this sounds stereotypical of me, sorry, but the best food comes from Scotland!

Anyways, I could have always done something decent with Kazakhstan if I had any other partner. The worst part of the project is that I got paired up with Sam! She's not going to do any work. And, all we're gonna do is fight. And she'll keep on hurting me too! I hate her so much! Why won't she just get a clue?

I really wish she would start studying. Maybe then she'll have enough smarts to see that I know she likes me (it's obvious with all of the abuse, which is kinda odd, but she does come from a "disadvantaged" family).

Sam was puzzled and deeply insulted. She could understand his previous entries, but not this! What did she do recently that would have caused him to hate her so? And as for mentioning her father, that was just insanely cruel. He knew she was sensitive about her father. He had just took off and left her and her mom when Sam was only five years old. It was traumatic. Later on, Sam learned there was "another woman" that made him leave them. And then her mom took up drinking and her life started going downhill.

But then she had met Carly in third grade. Carly was her first actual friend. Things gradually improved for Sam. Now she had many friends. But she remained overly sensitive on the topic of poorness or dads. She always acted like everything was all right, even when it wasn't. She was sitting here, trying not to cry about her dad and wondering how Freddie could be so mean!

I can't believe she doesn't notice, or maybe she's just denying what she notices. I really do not feel the same. I am actually repelled by her. She is a slob, is constantly mean to me and, if that weren't enough, doesn't respect her things! Respect to one's things is a general reflection of how one treats people. One should always give care to one's things.

If I were to stop right now and look back any entries I have that include Sam, I would see that I sometimes hate her. The other time I sorta (pardon my incorrect teenage grammar) feel sorry for her. She's pathetic. No one really likes her, not even her mom.

Or, maybe she doesn't like me; she could just as well hate my guts. You can never tell with people crazy like her. I'll get back to you tomorrow on the whole Kazakhstan project. Fun, fun, fun. Not! All because of Sam. I wonder how Sam would react if she found this…I wonder if she really has feelings for me. I hope she doesn't. It would be awkward, since I think she's an annoying bully.

Okay, that's all for today,

- Freddie

Sam stared at the screen in shock. She thought she knew Freddie better! She thought he was nicer and understanding…maybe that's how all guys seemed, but they really just don't care- just like her father. Ugh. Maybe that was her problem: she trusted people. You can't. No one can. She was foolish to trust. And to actually like Freddie? How could she have like someone who hated her so? And most of all why did this have to happen to her?

Sam was too upset at the insults at her family and person to realize the "not-Freddie" hints, such as grammar, respect for things, and mentioning Ms. Briggs as misunderstood. (Sam had thought that was sarcasm, but compare this entry to the first entry and you'll see what's drastically wrong.)

Sam wanted to hide and be alone and also smash the computer into several metal bits. She couldn't decide which. Curiosity got the best of her, even in her shocked and saddened mood and she decided to read the very last entry.

Entry #32

Dear Journal,

I am writing this in class, surprisingly. It's just that I really don't have anything else to do…I'm not even sure what I should write about, but I have a lot of class time left to figure out what to say

Okay, here's something. I've had a really bad morning so far. The bus was late, I went to my locker when I didn't have to, I left my L.A. book in my locker by accident, I was almost late to class and Sam said I was stupid. I hate having to put up with her on bad days like these.

I can't believe Sam said I was stupid! I just wasn't thinking, and I was having a bad morning. But I'm not stupid. She knows I hate it if she alludes to the fact she is smarter than me in anything. That's because there are very few things, like insults, being lazy, and toughness. Not very feminine qualities. And her ham-eating. It's so annoying! Eat something else for a change! Sam bothers me so much.

Right now, she has her textbook open and she's writing in it. I think she's drawing mustaches on all of the people in the book. Last time on iCarly, she said, "Hi, I'm Sam, and I like to deface my school books by adding mustaches to all the faces!" It was appalling! Defacing school property? Horrendous! Textbooks are the cornerstones of the building of learning.

Sam is the opposite of Carly. With Carly, you see she is beautiful and you want to get to know her. And the girl has such personality! She's also funny, and most importantly, smart! That's why I love her so much- she's not like Sam.

I really should start calling Sam by her proper name- Samantha. It's not like I know her well enough to call her "Sam". She doesn't get close to anyone. And I'm kinda (excuse my grammar once more) glad she's not closer to me than she already is. I hate how she expects me to understand that her fighting mannerisms show her affection. Pain is not affectionate! If it wasn't against school rules, I might swear. She doesn't realize that her actions are pulling me away from her. Plus, she's not even attractive to begin with.

Whoa, I don't know what happened there, but know that I know for sure; I can't deny it! I truly hate Sam! Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam! Sorry, I had to get that out of my system. I can't believe how strong this feeling is.

I wonder when Sam will tell me that she loves me. Her teasing shows her insecure- ness of her feelings, which is just pitiful, right? I do not even like her as a friend. I should sever all ties with her. She's a negative influence on all aspects of my future, especially concerning my education. I have to make sure I tell her that before she tells me she's in love…

I really wish Carly understood my feelings toward her, but I know that once I get Sam out of the picture, we'll grow closer. I'm not going to hurt Carly like Sam hurts me. I just keep telling her I like her. That's the best way. Kindness and gentleness.

Guess what? Sam interrupted Ms. Briggs's lesson today! How rude is that? And that no- good Jake accompanied her!

On the subject of Jake, he is …I don't know how to say this without using any bad words, but he's average. Super stupid and extremely self-centered. I can't believe Sam is showing him affection as well. Or at least, that's my guess. He kept looking over at her when we were doing our wonderful Briggs assignments. But that's okay, I'd rather be rid of Sam- she can fall for him instead.

The only thing I cannot understand is how Carly obsesses over Jake! But of course, she would rather hang out with me. Score one for Freddie! Plus Sam might leave us for him! Score two for Freddie!

Okay, sorry, I'm using all my limited time keeping score when I could be typing about how much I hate Sam! Or how much I love Carly! I can't wait until Briggs! Than I'll be with Carly, but unfortunately, that also means Sam. Ew! And we have to work together on our project. This will not end well for me. She'll be all obnoxious.

I have to wrap it up. Okay before I go, I am giving myself a mission: I must oust Sam and get Carly closer towards me. Operation CarlyXFreddie, go! Actually, it should be one word. I'll combine them. Farly or Creddie. Creddie sounds cooler. Well, they both sound cooler than a Sam and Freddie combo. Creddie- I'll go with that. Operation Creddie!

Goodbye for now,

- Freddie

Tears leaking with greater shock and crushed feelings, Sam did not notice that there was a little note near the bottom that said: Last Edited- 1:48PM, when Freddie had been missing his from 11:30 (ish) onwards…

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Carly's POV

Carly laughed, she was glad she was so smart. She had kept those cameras up from when she and Sam spied on Freddie and Valerie. She was actually keeping them running for a funny home video contest (which she was sure Spencer could win if she caught him at a right moment).

Now she was rewinding them to find an instance where Freddie was downstairs, logging in on his laptop. She found several, and zoomed in on the previous footage. She found that his username was Fredster. She could see it on the screen. It was difficult to tell what his password was because he typed it so fast, and she couldn't zoom in on the screen to see- it just showed up as dots. She was able to reason generally what it was, based on what fingers he used (she had to replay it in slow-mo multiple times) until she understood that it was iCarly and then some number starting with one and ending with either an eight, nine or zero.

So Carly kept trying to sign in using various combinations until she got it- iCarly159! She laughed as she realized that was Sam's apartment room number. What a coincidence. But she had noticed (and kindly ignored) the fact that he had blushed when she was teasing him about Sam.

She had noticed he was just acting different lately. She had never seriously thought he liked Sam, but looking back at his behavior, she saw that it was a definite possibility. But it was also extremely unlikely that Sam liked him, however he felt towards her.

With a couple clicks of the mouse, her anxious eyes scanned his documents. She double clicked on the iJournal, that seemed like a good place for secrets. It took a longer time to load, compared to other documents, because it was so wordy. (But since Carly and Spencer had a new computer, it only took 50 seconds compared to Sam's.) When it was fully loaded, she read it all, smiling all the whole time. Just when things had gotten boring around school, something juicy happened! This was gold!

She agreed with Freddie, he and Sam would make a cute couple. Reading Freddie's personal stuff all of a sudden didn't seem so bad if she could end up getting Freddie and Sam together! But she didn't know if Sam liked Freddie back. It would be horrible if he asked her out and she said no! They might not even want to work on iCarly together anymore! But she was getting ahead of herself; she needed to think of other possibilities.

She found it interesting that Sam had never told her who she liked…they had shared other secrets, but not that. Well, she hadn't exactly told Sam she liked Jake either, but almost everyone knew that- except Jake! Otherwise he would have asked her out, right? Of course. Because she was thinking of Jake, she took out his pen from her jean pocket. She gave it a quick kiss and then pulled a shoebox from one of her closet shelves. Inside were Jake things that she had acquired either though accident/ coincidence, like the pen, and things she had stole, such as his football team keychain.

But, she had to put Jake out of her mind for the time being. She had to concentrate on getting Sam and Freddie together. That would be hard. Sam always bullied Freddie. But the fact that Freddie remained her friend had to count for something. They had a special relationship. It was up to her to make them realize that it had potential to be an even better one…

A/N: It's really surprised me how big of a character Jake is in this story. I didn't intend for him to be, but he's going to get even more interwoven in the plot. Carly is a little behind in her thinking after everything else going on, isn't she? And she's too idealistic.

This is getting complicated now! If only people wouldn't stick their noses into things that didn't belong! Isn't Briggs SO super evil, I mean that's super cruel. Sam thinks that's what Freddie wrote about her! I know- it's sad. I think I dove too deep into the Briggs persona.

And Carly leaves you in suspense. What will she do to bring Freddie and Sam together when Sam wants nothing to do with Freddie now? And how will Sam act around Jake since her feelings toward Freddie have changed? Will they (Freddie and Sam) manage to get together in time for Tuesday? SUSPENSE! Now you want the next chapter even more than you wanted this one? Huh? ;)

I told you from the first chapter it isn't: Freddie leaves him laptop in a classroom and Sam finds it and they end up going out happily. It's mega sad! I actually got really upset for Sam when I was writing this. This was a super long chapter, word count: 3,899 without these ridiculously long author's notes. So I'm probably gonna focus on We See the Future now. Also, if you haven't, please check out my newest story: i Love to Hate You. It's about an older Sam and Freddie secretly hiding that they are going out and just acting like Carly's bickering friends.

Wow, I just can't shut up here, can't I? Okay, I'll stop, but I must say that I'll have to see how many reviews I get on this…more quicker update! Thanks for reading my story; you guys have surprised me with how popular this one is. Yay!

With all my purple fuzzleness,

the-purple-fuzzle

P.S. mpkio2: I appreciated your We See the Future reviews. :)