JUSTUFF: Hey hey hey! In this chapter, we meet a new character, Antonio, hense the chapter, iMeet Antonio. I think you are going to find Antonio…interesting. But later on. Right now it's pretty much just introducing the character, and Sam is really falling for him, so it may be a little OOC. This is a little long, and I've been failing math so I've been doing tons of extra credit because my grade was 57%, and if I fail another quarter again this year, I have to go to summer school, so sorry it took me longer to get this chapter up!

Disclaimer: Common sense. Why would I be on here if I owned iCarly?

Sam's POV

When we got off the plane, I was immediately hungry. When I told Freddie this he just questioned,

"Wait, Sam, do you know where we're staying first?"

"Yes," I said, rumbling through my suitcase. I found that envelope thing. "Here, these have the room passes in it."

"OK, we'll go after we eat."

"Cool," I replied.

He wanted to get me something from the airport, but I said I wanted an actual meal, not fast-food but a resturaunt. He agreed, and we walked through a lot of people. When we got outside, there were crowded streets. There was a lot of romance in the city though. It made me feel a little bit uncomfortable. I mean, I was with FREDDIE in the most romantic place in the world. FREDDIE. I tried to ignore it, but he seemed pretty uncomfortable too. There was not much talking going on, either, very different from the plane ride. We just walked until we found a nice little resturaunt.

When we got in line, I saw a guy playing guitar outside for some extra change. He had brown hair, and he seemed to be standing alone. I couldn't help but stare at him---he was seriously hot. When we got to our table I was put into a kind of a daze. I was daydreaming about him. You could say I was a little boy crazy, but only with him. Then, I kind of snapped myself out of it somehow. But I thought about him. When I was done eating, I said,

"Thank you, Freddie, Mama's full now." He chuckled, and it was after that that I realized he was still out playing guitar. I began to walk towards him.

"Sam, where are you going?" He asked, but I ignored him.

"Fine, if you want to go sightseeing I'll go check into the room! It's Floor 3, Room 235!" I didn't quite ignore that comment, but it didn't quite interest me either. I still walked towards him. When I finally got there, I was speechless. The guitar was like magic in his hands. After a couple of seconds, he was done with the song. Everyone who was watching clapped. I just stared. After they had left, putting very few change in his guitar case, he looked at me. He looked at me and smiled a glamourous smile.

"Hello," he said, "Did you like my music?"

I stared at him in awe.

"YOU wrote that?"

"Why? Did you not like it?" He began to look kind of hurt.

"No, no, I love your music," I said, starting to sound flirty, "And you're not that bad, either." He chuckled.

"I'm Antonio Marcellini. What's your name?" He had such an amazing Italian accent too. Let's just say, he was any girl's dream guy…and, apparently, mine too.

"I'm Samantha, but most people call me Sam. I prefer Sam."

"Ah," He stated, "I like it." We both smiled at each other.

"Sam, what are you doing tomorrow night at 8 o'clock?" He asked.

"Nothing. Just staying in a room with my friend."

"Well, I'd like to give you a tour of Rome tomorrow."

"Well, I'd like to see a tour of Rome tomorrow." I replied, trying to sound smooth, like I've actually had practice in this category.

"Where are you staying?" He questioned.

"Oh," I hesitated, trying to recall what Freddie had said. (I have low attention span to that nub OK! That nub and teachers!!!) Then. I suddenly remembered it. "Floor 3, Room 235." I only remembered it because it was the same locker number me and the nub once had to share, and now it's a room we have to share also.

"I guess it's a date."

I smiled as I said, "I guess it is."

THE NEXT DAY

In the morning, I felt a shake on me.

"Sam, wake up," said a voice, "Wake up." I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened them, but after a little while I managed to see who was shaking me. It was Freddie.

"Get away, Nub," I exclaimed, as I slightly punched him in the arm (I couldn't punch harder at that moment) "Can't you see I'm sleeping?"

"Come on," he said, "I want to show you something."

I grumbled as I slowly got up and did all the usual morning stuff. It was stupid, him showing me something. Antonio was going to anyways.

OUTSIDE

We got in rental car (Freddie used some of his big wad of cash), and he drove us out.

"OK, Nub, what are you going to show me?" I tried to sound like I didn't care that much, but I did like surprises.

"You'll see."

We pulled over. When we got out, I could feel Freddie staring at me. I bet he was trying to see my reaction, and it was awestruck. There was a huge, beautiful building. (.com/photos/62174910N00/477073823/ . I found it on )

It was plain, but pretty in a way. It was definetly an old building, and it looked like it had many entrances, but it led to a wall. It was decorative, too.

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah. How'd you know about this place?" I asked, still looking up at the building.

"Well, my dad once visited here, and he sent me a picture once. I asked where and you know the rest."

"Did you ask about anymore places while he was there?"
"Yeah."

"Maybe we could go to those places too." I felt him smiling at me.

I decided to sit on top of the front of the rental car, where the engine was. I didn't feel like standing at that point. Oddly enough, Freddie plopped down next to me. We turned our eyes from the building onto each other. I smiled at him, and my body remembered that it was sleepy. I put my head on his shoulder. I wondered why he was sitting next to me, until I answered my own question. Because we're friends…It was nice.

AT NIGHT

I was searching through my closet trying to find the perfect outfit. Thank God I had brought along a dress that I wore to a wedding once. I kept it. It was plain, sea blue and flowy, and I put a hibiscus flower in my hair. I curled my hair and put gloss on. I put some black heels on as I was walking towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Freddie asked me. I was too excited.

"On a date!" I exclaimed.

"Nice, Sam," Freddie stated, "And who is the lucky-I mean, unlucky man?"

"Antonio! That guy who played a blissful song on his guitar in front of the restaurant!"

"Oh, so when I thought you were sightseeing that was the sight you were seeing?" I nodded as I said,

"Stop. You're not funny."

"Sam, I don't know. Didn't you just meet him? Yesterday? That's a little bad, and not like you. Are you sure you should go on a date with him?"
"Yes!" I shouted, defensive, "And when are you so concerned about me and my dates?" I paused, as I calmed down, along with my voice.

"Wait, Are you jeal-" I was going to finish the rest of my sentence, but I heard a motorcycle pull up. I went directly to the window.

"Antonio!" I squealed as I saw him.

"Hello, Sam! Come on, get on! The meter is running!"

I grabbed a blue purse as I held the door knob. "See you later, Loser!" I opened the door and rushed out of the hotel, bursting with excitement. A MOTORCYCLE?!

I finally saw him, and started to walk. I quickly jumped on the back of his black hurley motorcycle, excited, and put my arms around his rock-hard body. He even has abs! EEE! I thought as we pulled away. This felt right. But, you know, that thing I did with Freddie earlier…that felt right, too. I was confused as we pulled away.

Freddie's POV

This felt wrong. Sam was completely out of character! When I looked outside the window, they were driving away, on his Hurley. I moved the curtains in front of the window. Something was off about him…I had a pinch in the pit of my stomach until I realized what I had to do. I knew something was off about him…And I was going to find out what.

I put some seddie in there! Woot woot!

What do you think about Antonio? Do you agree with Freddie, or Sam?

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