Alright, when I updated my story last night I got like four reviews within a half an hour! Usually I have to wait days for that kind of response! I was so happy that when I woke up this morning, I just opened up a new document and started typing! Haven't even had breakfast yet! Thanks for the reviews yesterday guys! They made me so happy! Here's some more iCarly fun!
Carly had left the principal's office and was currently walking down the hallway back to Mr. Slater's class. She still had quite a ways to go when she heard the bell ring.
"Wow! Class ended already?" She was stunned as she saw kids start to pile out of the classrooms like a stampede of rhino. "No wonder Sam doesn't mind going to the principal's office. It kills a lot of time!" Carly turned around and started to walk in the direction of her locker.
Finally at the main hallway, Carly walked down the stairs and was relieved to see that Sam was there at the lockers. Apparently her friend was fiddling around with her own locker, trying to get it open. It was kind of humorous to watch her try and read Carly's combination on her arm, and fail to open it.
"Hey!" She called out. Sam looked up.
"Oh hey Car--" She stopped herself in mid sentence. "Hey Sam." She finished as Carly walked up to her. "So...how'd the principal's office go?" She asked, noticing Carly wasn't wearing the same pale color she had on when she left Mr. Slater's class.
"Fine. It was actually kind of nice." Carly replied truthfully.
"What?! You're wacked!" Sam was shocked.
"Hey, it was a lot more fun talking to Principal Franklin then sitting in Slater's class!" Carly tried to defend her weird statement. She saw Sam think for a moment.
"True." She finally agreed. "So....?" Sam motioned with her hands and Carly understood her question.
"Detention. Next week. Thursday?" Carly squinted as she said the words, feeling guilty because she knew that this punishment was because of her actions.
"Cool." Sam smiled.
"Huh?"
"I had to take Frothy to the vet on Thursday. Now I don't have to." Sam explained happily. "That furball always scratches the heck out of me!" She laughed.
"Sam, you nut." Carly laughed. "And how'd Slater's class go?"
"Well, I didn't go to sleep." Sam shrugged.
"That's it?" Carly asked.
"Pretty much. After you left, the fun was gone."
"Glad I made such an impact. Any homework?"
"I don't know." Sam replied.
"I thought you said you stayed awake?"
"Yeah. Doesn't mean I was listening!"
"Wow." Carly laughed and then walked over to her friend's locker and opened the lock in a fluid motion.
"Can't you at least fumble once on my lock so I don't feel like a complete idiot?!" Sam asked jokingly as she saw Carly put away her book.
"No." She chuckled. Sam walked over to her locker and dug into her pockets.
"Guess I won't be needing these." She took out a few lollipops and put them on her locker shelf.
"You're putting away your lollipops?"
"Yup." Sam sighed. "I didn't need them to stay awake. Weird huh?"
"Yeah..." Carly eyed the candies. "...but just incase..." She reached in and grabbed the lollipops and dropped them in her backpack. "Is it alright if I take them?"
"Sure. They were for both of us, but I don't need them...for now. Eat all you want." Sam gave her the ok.
"Thanks! Lately I've been feeling so hungry. Like ALL THE TIME." Carly explained to her friend.
"You're preaching to the choir." Sam laughed. She watched as Carly pulled out a bag of Cheese Puffs from her backpack.
"Dude, seven words. Where did you get the Cheese Puffs?!" Sam eyed the bag.
"Nice math." Carly laughed.
"Seriously!"
"Teacher's lounge." Carly stated proudly.
"Oh, so you figured out the code?" Sam replied.
"What code?"
"You know, the one where if you hit the buttons in the right sequence, you can get a free snack out of the machine every time?" Sam explained.
"Wow, there's a code for that?" Carly then shook her head. "Wait no! That's NOT what I did." She had to berate her friend's actions instead of showing interest or else Sam would never learn. "Anyways, how do you figure out this kind of stuff?!"
"Oh, my mom just left me at a gas station once by accident when I was younger." Sam saw as Carly's face became shocked. "Don't worry! She came back...eventually! Plus there were tons of snack machines! After I broke into the first three with some old dingy baseball bat I found in the dumpster, I tried something else instead of breaking the glass. I finally got those sour gummy worms by using that button combination!" Sam looked up, obviously proud of this discovery.
"What about the broken snack machines? Wasn't the guy who owned the store angry?"
"Nah. Once he came out and started to yell at me, I smacked him over the head with the baseball bat! You should of seen it shatter!" Sam noticed Carly's horrified expression."The baseball bat shattered, not his head! Calm down! Anyways, he was knocked unconscious. That's when I ran into the store and got an ice cream cone! No charge!" Sam smiled. Carly couldn't imagine doing something like that.
"How old did you say you were when this happened?" Carly asked.
"I dunno, six, seven..maybe eight. It doesn't matter! So anyways....how'd you get them? The Cheese Puffs I mean?" Sam asked curiously.
"I was going to buy them but..."
"...but you didn't have any money, so you...?" Sam cut her off, fully aware that Carly didn't have a cent to her name since she had Sam's own backpack and clothes on.
"Yes. I didn't have any money, but as I was about to leave Principal Franklin caught me."
"Yikes." Sam responded.
"Yeah, that's what I thought too! But actually he bought the snack for me.......well, you. He bought the snack for you."
"Really?" Sam asked in awe. "Cool!" She then reached over and snatched the bag from Carly. "Then that means these are mine!" She took one cheese puff out and shoved it in her mouth.
"Hey! Can we at least share? I'm starving!" Carly pleaded with Sam who took another handful of the cheesy snack.
"Mmph,surf." She mumbled in response.
"What?" Carly watched as her friend took a giant gulp.
"I said, sure. Here." Sam handed Carly back the bag.
"Thanks!" Carly took the snack from her friend happily and started to munch on the cheese puffs. Again, just like her breakfast, there was something super delicious about this food.
"Man..." Sam started to lick the cheese powder off her fingers. "Those things really require a drink."
"Yeah." Carly swallowed. "They sure do."
"You know....they have a drink machine in the teacher's lounge." Sam smirked.
"I'm not poking the bear twice today Sam." Carly stated firmly as Sam reached over and took another handful of the Cheese Puffs. Meanwhile, Freddie was watched the girls talk from a distance.
'They seem to be sharing a nice conversation.' Freddie deduced as he watched the two girls laugh. 'Heck, even Sam is sharing her Cheese Puffs with Carly. They must of made up by now.' He took a big gulp. 'Alright, I'm going in.' He stood up and plastered a fake smile on his face. He then made his way over to the two girls, trying to walk as if he wasn't nervous, but anyone could tell he was. Either that or he had a mega wedgie.
"Hey Carly, hey Sam." He waved to them. They both stopped talking and their eyes went wide. They slowly turned towards him. Freddie gulped as he witnessed their attitudes change.
'Uh oh, it's Freddie.' Carly thought to herself.
'Dang it Fredward, I thought we got rid of you today!' Sam mentally scowled. Both of the girls knew that they could attempt to pull an act over everyone else, but Freddie was going to be a hard one to fool. They already messed up in the car ride this morning.
"U-um. W-what's up?" He stuttered as he realized they were just staring at him. He swore he could hear the devil laughing in the background as flames rose up behind the girls. 'Abort mission! Abort mission!' His mind screamed but his legs wouldn't listen.
"Hey Freddie." Carly finally spoke. She looked over at Sam and realized she was thinking the same thing. They had to treat this situation carefully.
"Hi." She replied, holding down a bunch of insults as best as she could.
"So...I take it that you're over your fight?" Freddie questioned. The two girls looked at each other confused. "Spencer told me about that big fight you had, at the Groovy Smoothie."
"Oh that?" Carly completely forgot about it.
"That's old news." Sam responded.
"Yeah, ancient history." Carly confirmed.
"Ok cool." Freddie smiled and then looked at the handful of cheese puffs Sam was currently holding. "Hey, mind if I have one?"
"NO! Get your own!" Sam sneered back. Freddie jumped back in surprise, dropping a textbook he was holding with him.
"Wow, sorry Carly! Didn't know you were so defensive about cheese snacks!" Freddie apologized and bent down to get his book. That's when Carly smacked Sam on the shoulder.
"Ow! Uh, I mean, yeah sure! You can have some!" Sam held out her hand to Freddie. He looked up at her from the ground and slowly stood up.
"Thanks.." He responded, uncertainty still in his voice. He took one and tossed it in his mouth. As he chewed on it, there was an uncomfortable silence between the three friends. 'There's something still not right with them...' Freddie thought as he looked at both girls. From his point of view, he saw Carly glare at Sam disgruntled, and Sam just rolled her eyes at her. '...and I'm going to find out what it is.'
Will you Freddie? ;)
Anyways, I've realized that this story has mostly been in Carly's perspective about Sam, but Sam will get her chapters too! It's just that Sam has more problems than Carly (i.e. family, attitude, grades, etc.) so it's easier to come up with more material for her problems than Carly. But don't worry. I WILL be getting to Sam's revelations about her friend! It'll just take some time!
Also, one reviewer wasn't quite sure what a "flapper" was (vocab word from chapter 10). Here's the definition! =)
Flapper: a young woman, esp. one who, during the 1920s, behaved and dressed in a boldly unconventional manner.
And in case anyone was wondering, Carly's hint to Sam (also in chapter 10) was that she was trying to tell Sam that the words had to deal with 1920's. It didn't matter though. Sam would of never understood haha.
