Chapter 2:
Freddie's POV

"Just tell me what you were thinking when you were about to have sex with that horrible girl, Fredward. What were you thinking? Were you thinking at all?"

"Do you want to know what I was thinking, Mom? Do you really want to know? I was thinking that FINALLY after 5 months of being with the girl of my dreams, Sam and I could finally take it to the next level. We could finally stop worrying if people were going to catch us making out on Carly's couch, inside the janitor's closet, or in the iCarly studio. We could finally just focus on us. I don't like keeping this a secret from you, or from anybody else, but this is what would happen. You just called her horrible, which means you don't approve of our relationship. I bet a TON of people wouldn't approve. Carly, Spencer, Gibby, Wendy, Rueben, Tasha, and all the other people would look at us like we were crazy because we actually LIKE each other after all these years. I love Sam, Mom. She's amazing."

"I thought you loved Carly. I thought that she was the girl of your dreams. The one that you were going to marry when you were older. What happened to that thought?" My mom replied.

"I thought I loved Carly. I thought she was the girl of my dreams. But she's not. Sam is. And Mom, these past 5 months haven't just been making out. We've actually gotten to know each other. We talk, we hang out, we DO stuff….with the frequent make out sessions of course."

"Does she still call you names? Does she still kick and hit you?" She snapped.

"Well, DUH! It's Sam! I'd be creeped out if she DIDN'T do that stuff to me! Come on, Mom. Trust me."

"How can I trust you when you were just about to have sex?" Okayyy. Good point.

"Didn't you promise me that you were going to stop treating me like a five year old? Well, newsflash Mom. I'm 16. And trust me, I'm not the only one that is having sex….or in my case, ABOUT to have sex."

"Oh yeah? What about Carly? Has she intercoursed?" She smirked. She thought she knew the answer. Well too bad mamma Benson, YOU'RE WRONG.

"She had sex with Griffin when she was 15 years old. Just….don't tell anybody I told you that." She looked at me with shocking eyes. She couldn't think of anything to say. I grabbed my jacket, rushed out the door, and slammed Carly's door open.

"Sam. I need to talk to you."


Don't worry. I'm working on Chapter 4 right now. :)