Thanks for the reviews guys, and as much as I would want to upload all the chapters at once. I just can't do so. The story is an evolving piece since this is my first FanFic. The more the reviews. The faster I can upload them. More reviews = faster editing.
Anyway, without further ado, here is chapter 3.
Chapter 3
The morning was nice, there was a gentle breeze coming in from the dining room window as I was drinking some coffee in an attempt to shake of the sleepiness. I had a couple of toasts and some sunny side eggs.
(mom wasn't home so I had to make my own breakfast.)
It was a typical breakfast.
I got up from the table and washed my mug and plate.
Then I got ready for school.
I got to school pretty early. In fact, I was half an hour early! Well which was good since Sam wouldn't bother getting to school so early. Because she'd either be late, or she would arrive on the dot.
It was 6:30am. So I slowly walked up the steps of Ridgeway, made my way to my locker and just chucked everything I didn't need for the day inside.
Got my big book of equations, (It was so big that even if you opened the book in half, it would still stand due to the thick pages.) and slipped my printout of Parkour material in it.
I went to my classroom and got inside, I got in my seat and started reading the printout.
Parkour is an art of body movement. Getting from point A to point B in the fastest way possible managing and getting over the obstacles along the way.
I delved deeper into the material.
Conditioning, practical ways of doing it, movement, vaults, proper landing, break falls, rolls, and a lot more stuff.
I shook my head. Parkour is a lot more complicated than it looks.
I checked the time.
It was 5 minutes before the first bell.
I placed the printout back into my book and sat back.
The ball rang, and the students came pouring in like a dam breaking right in the middle.
The door flung open and everyone got inside, including Sam Puckett. Carly was in a different class. So I was stuck with only her.
I took out my notebook and placed it on my desk on the upper right hand corner.
I knew what was going to happen.
She passed and elbowed my shoulder.
"Give me your homework Fredwad." She whispered and then punched me on the same shoulder.
I held my shoulder in pain and then I handed her the notebook that was already prepared before hand.
She copied all of the notes in lightning speed. Then gave it back before the teacher could even notice.
"Thanks." I muttered still clutching my shoulder.
"Welcome nub." She said without any hint of remorse.
I rolled my eyes and paid attention to the teacher that was just yapping up at the front.
Everything was routine, like a cycle, like a broken record.
I go to school, Sam copies my homework, bullies me around and makes me buy anything connected with meat, then bullies me some more.
I would always make snappy comebacks, but most of them would be returned with either a knee to the gut or something else.
The only thing that wasn't routine was the pain she inflicted. Sam knew how to create pain in more ways than a professional MMA champion.
From time to time my mind would wander off, wandered on what I should do to make my plan a reality.
The last bell rang.
The day was over! Well, almost over. I remembered that I still had iCarly to deal with.
So I got of my desk, popped my head out the classroom door and looked for a familiar duo. Then I saw Carly with Sam standing at their lockers.
I slowly crept outside the door.
Moving through the crowd trying hard not to be noticed.
I got to the school entrance. Pushed the door then got out.
I gave out a huge sigh of relief.
I made my way back home and ran straight to my room, then dropped my backpack to the floor.
I plopped on to the bed and stared at the ceiling then drifted into a deep state of thought.
Reasons. Cover up. A facade.
I need to quit iCarly, and I need a story to back it up. (If I could make Carly and Sam believe it, most likely Spencer and everybody would believe it as well.) I would also need a connected story to tell my mom. An airtight, fool proof story.
Then I also thought of the pros and cons.
I also needed to quit iCarly in a way that Carly and Sam couldn't even protest.
I thought long and hard. If I ran away without a word, my mom would most likely call every known authority in the state for a manhunt.
Then it came to me.
A tech school, in an unknown location. big name, prestigious and the works.
High-grade education with a full scholarship. I would need a front for something this big.
So I got my ever trusty laptop. (My real best friend in times of trouble. It would not speak against me, only work with me.)
The laptop slowly came to life, I logged on the hackers channel of UHS and then sent a message to Theodore.
Theo,
I need a cover-up, I need you to create a website for an exclusive tech school off the coast. The works. I would also need you to isolate all of the IP's of anyone related to me to receive only what we want them to see. Lastly I want you to block off my mom's power to contact any kind of authority, feed only false information and make sure to make her feel secure that I am at safe hands. Try and create a viral surveillance video from time to time to back up the facade.
Freddie B.
Then I plopped back to bed deep in thought again.
Then after a few moments. I beep came from the laptop.
I checked it out and there was a reply from Theodore.
"Sure thing Benson, just watch my magic."
I grinned and shut the laptop off.
I was all set.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed.
"Wanna get some smoothies?" It was Carly.
"Me and Sam were going down to the Groovie smoothies and wondered if you wanted to come along." Carly said in the text.
THen I replied, "okay."
"cool. We'll be up at the studio" she replied.
I closed my phone and got out of the apartment.
I knocked on the Shay's door and got in.
Then I saw Spencer working on some sculpture. Using... Showerheads?
Yep a sculpture using showerheads.
"Hey Spence, what are you making this thi-" then Spencer cut me off.
"Shhhh Freddo, I'm trying to make a man sitting down on the sidewalk playing chess with himself." said Spencer as he revolved around his sculpture.
To me it looked more like a headless loch-ness monster that hadn't eaten anything for days.
"But using showerhea-" I got cut off again.
"Just get your butt up to the studio!" Spencer yelped as he was trying to find a place to jam a ridiculously large shower head that looked like a sunflower.
I just shrugged and ran up the stairs towards the iCarly studio.
As I grabbed the doorknob and opened the door, a flying object met my face in a sudden smack.
It was Lasagna.
Laughter filled the room.
I wiped off the cheese covered pasta from my face, and then noticed Sam clutching her stomach, laughing loudly.
I invented the lasagna-launcher. It was for messing with Lewbert tonight on iCarly.
"Very funny Sam." I said as I successfully removed the remaining pieces from my face.
"Shoosh yeah nub! We should film YOU instead of Lewbert!" Sam said in between fits of laughter.
Then I turned and glared at Carly. "Smoothies Eh?"
Carly frowned. "She made me do it!" she exclaimed.
"You could've just said no." I said still glaring at her.
She didn't say anything.
Then another lasagna flew and hit me square in the face.
Sam was already on the floor kicking both feet in the air and clutching her stomach as she laughed hysterically.
I clenched my fists. Trying to fight the urge from going haywire.
"Its not worth it Benson." I whispered to myself.
Then I turned and got out of the studio and ran back to my apartment.
Quickly opening the door, I got to my room and got cleaned up. I changed into a blue striped sweater.
I just took pity at the sight I saw in the mirror.
I saw a wimp, a dork, someone who couldn't even stand up for himself.
But that would change. and it would all start from what I'm about to do tonight.
I wiped my face with a towel, then an idea sprung from my cloud of thoughts.
I'm gonna tell them that I will be quitting iCarly...
...through the show itself.
A/N: So what do you think? Please review. I check out the reviews everyday and take note each and everyone of them to shape the story into a better one.
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