Okay, so I guess I should explain. Finals and the holidays, and personal stuff, took up my time, but now I'm back and I'm glad you're reading my work. Please read and review.

I don't own iCarly, but I do own a TV that I watch iCarly on and I also own a laptop that I write iCarly FanFics on.

End of Chapter 1:

The two had just turned the corner into the School lobby and Sam glanced around, looking for Chris. She found him, and his lips attached to those of another girl. Sam's Jaw dropped and a look of pure disbelief was present on her face. She blinked a few times, as if trying to deiced if what she had seen was really going on. Her brow furrowed as she began to well up with tears. She was trembling uncontrollably with a mixture of rage and sadness. Freddie looked on, unsure as to what to do. He was only concerned for Sam's feelings at this point, nothing else. She turned and sprinted as fast as she could out of the school, tears streamed from her face. Freddie ran after her, following her out school.

Chapter 2

Sam ran through the front doors of the school out into the light rain. Freddie emerged from the school behind her, trying to catch up to his heartbroken friend.

"Sam!" He yelled, concern in his voice. "Sam, please wait up!" Freddie pleaded to no avail. The sky opened and it started to pour.

He sprinted, trying desperately to catch up to her. He knew that she was hurting, anyone could tell that. He remembered a movie he saw on TV a few weeks ago where a girl gets dumped and then throws herself in front of a bus. He knew Sam was capable to do something like that, so had to calm her down.

Sam, vision blurred from tears, tripped over a crack in the sidewalk, but her arm was caught by Freddie. He pulled her upright and turned her around. The rain had made her usually wild and flowing curls wet and matted. Her eyes were puffy from crying and she was shivering from the cold, or perhaps shaking in anger and sorrow.

"Just leave me alone," she managed to squeak out between sobs to which Freddie just shook his head in disagreement. He couldn't leave the girl that he loved alone, epically not after what just happened to her. He took off his hoody and threw it around his sobbing friend's shoulders. She quickly put it on, being careful not to look into Freddie's eyes.

"Let's just go to the Groovy Smoothie," he said quietly, wrapping his arm around her back and directing her in the direction of the smoothie shop. Sam's eyes were still cast down. She nodded her head and began to shuffle her feet slowly in the direction of the Groovy Smoothie.

They began to walk through the pouring rain towards the Groovy Smoothie,which was only about a half mile away, and was right across the street from Bushwell Plaza, where Freddie and Carly lived. Freddie glanced over at Sam, trying to catch her eye, but to no avail. She had the hood of Freddie's hoody pulled up and her head was down. Her eyes were fixed to the ground.

He was trying to think of something to say, but couldn't come up with anything. He knew that she didn't like him, but he didn't care, he only cared about her happiness. He wished she would just let him help, but he knew that she wouldn't. She was not that kind of girl, and he knew it. He admired the fact that she was so independent and stand-offish, even if it made getting close to her difficult.

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The pair walked through the door to the front door of the Groovy Smoothie. Sam was pretty dry thanks to Freddie's jacket. Freddie on the other hand was not as lucky. Without his jacket, he had been soaked to the bone.

They walked over to the table in the corner and set down their book-bags. Sam sat down and slumped over, letting her damp curls fall over her face, hiding her puffy and red eyes. Freddie sank into the chair next to her.

"Hey," he said, nudging her slightly. There was no response. A somber look came across his face. Then he got an idea. Food, that always makes Sam happier, he thought to himself.

He stood up and walked over to the counter. "A Strawberry Splat and a Blueberry Banana Blitz please," Freddie told T-Bo.

"Wanna buy a candy bar on a stick?" T-Bo asked, holding up a stick with candy bars impaled on it.

"Uh, no thanks. Just the two smoothies please," Freddie answered, deciding not to ask why the candy bars were on a stick. He paid for the smoothies and walked back over to where Sam was sitting.

He sat down and handed a smoothie to Sam. "Thanks," She whispered as she took the smoothie from him without meeting his gaze.

"You're welcome," he responded in kind. "I'm sorry," he said.

"Don't be. It was my mistake." She said, eyes still averted from her friend. Freddie's brow furrowed at this remark. He couldn't comprehend how Sam could blame herself for her boyfriend cheating on her.

"No, it;s not. Chris is tho one that made the mistake," Freddie said with a touch of anger in his voice.

Sam just shook her head and said "I don't want to talk about this chiz right now. I just wanna try and enjoy my smoothie."

"Okay," Freddie said in an soft tone, his brow becoming smooth once more. He leaned in towards Sam. "I'm going to go dry off," he softly said, in a way that sounded like 'please don't leave.' Sam nodded in response, still not looking up from the table.

Freddie walked off to the bathroom.

So, what did ya think. I know it's short, but I'm not a great writer. Please R&R, constructive criticism is encouraged. I'll try to update soon.