Two chapters in one day I decided would make up for the time I lost by not having inspiration anymore. I hope you keep reviewing and like my story! I'll keep writing if you keep reading please. This chapter will be written in Carly's point of view because it's a lot easier for this particular one. Later in the chapter, it will turn into Freddie's point of view. I'm letting you know ahead of time so no one gets confused. Thanks a million for reading my stories!

-Amy

p.s. I do not own iCarly but I'm hoping someday Dan S. will change his mind about Seddie and become a Creddie fan!

I knocked on Mrs. Benson 's door. Sam had told him earlier this morning that Freddie was probably at his dorm and not home, but I had to find out for myself, just in case she was wrong. When Mrs. Benson opened the door, she looked shocked to see me at first. Then she glared at me, suddenly changing her expression to very pissed off.

"Freddie isn't here, Ms. Shay. And don't even ask because I will not tell you where he is right now."

"I figured as much Mrs. Benson, but I would like to explain to you something. Please will you listen just for a few moments?"

"No!" And she slammed the door in my face. I wasn't at all surprised at this, but I still knocked at her door once more. The door opened once more, and I got that evil glare again. Normally this would've scared me, but I was now 19 and had to stand up to her.

"I'm in love with your son." I stated plainly, looking her straight the eye. I was not going to back down, trying to be just as stubborn as her. She clearly noticed this and let me come inside. I didn't sit down inside her living room, only just stood by the door, ready to escape if things got out of hand in any way.

"If you love him so much, why did you break his heart? You've done it so many times in high school but I thought you were more mature now. I guess I was wrong."

"No. I was wrong. I ran away when I should've stayed. Mrs. Benson, I am sorry for breaking his heart. And I intend to tell him that as well, which is why I want to know where he is right now. I still love him very much and that's the pure truth." I started to tear up, but convinced myself I was not going to cry in front of her.

"You are serious?" She stepped closer to me, hesitantly.

"Yes. I am completely serious. I signed the papers to transfer to the college Freddie is going to. I did that yesterday actually. I'm staying here and intend to apologize to Freddie as soon as I can find him." I tried to reason with her, looking as sincere as possible. I am sincere and I really do love Freddie. Now if only I could convince her to tell me at least what dorm he was in. I'm sure I could go from there.

"Hokuna Hall. Room #403."

"Thank you so much!"

"And by the way Carly, I don't know why but I do know Freddie is still in love with you." I smiled hugely and she actually gave me a hug before re-opening her door and letting me run out to find him.

(Freddie's POV)

I sat down on my bed in my dorm room, thinking about Sam and how she had seen Carly in California. I was relieved to finally know where she was and was seriously contemplating going to California myself and finding Carly. So I got up and looked up ticket prices to San Diego but got discouraged when they were way out of my financial range. On my desk, I saw the little piece of paper Sam had written Carly's number on. I know I should call her, especially if I am going to try to find a way to California somehow. But I just can't get myself to pick up the phone and dial it.

All this Carly stuff has made me forget about homework that is due right after Spring break and I know I should get to it soon. In fact, right now would be a good time. Maybe getting my mind off of Carly would help me take some time off and let me focus on Carly a bit later. So I pull out my books from under my bed and start to work on some math homework due the day after break. However, there was one little problem. When I got up to get on my bed, I saw the picture of Carly right above my bed. It seemed no matter what I did, I couldn't get my mind off of her. So I took down the picture and threw it under my bed quickly, almost wanting to just crumple it up and throw it away. I really should move on and find a girlfriend that I could actually have a chance with. I need to get rid of this dream that one day Carly will actually be mine again.