iTurn Back in Time

Chapter 8 : iGossip

My eyes darted on the bulletin board. It was full of our pictures together. I took one and closely looked at it. It was taken yesterday. This was when me and Sam were holding hands to hide the handcuff. My hands were shaking. I took a quick glance at Sam she was breathing heavily and slowly. Her hands were clenched into fists at her sides and her lips were pursed.

I hope this works, I muttered under my breath. Sorry Sam for dragging you into this. "Guys, listen, it's not like what you think-"

I was cut off by Sam who snatched the picture from my hand shot and ripped it off. She tore it into pieces. When they fell to the ground, she stepped on them. "Just to let you know, I am not and will never date Fredward Benson." She glared at me and threw a disgusted look. "I am not in love with him and I will never, ever fall for him." She turned around and ripped all the photos in the bulletin board with her bear hands. She was really mad. Her once dreamy eyes turned into icy grey stones as she trudged away from the commotion, anger dwelling in her veins.

"Sam, wait!"

She turned around and pointed a finger at me. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, BENSON!"

I ran to her. 'Wait, Sam I-"

Before I knew it, a fist came flying to my face and hit me, dropping to the floor. "DON'T EVEN LAY A FINGER ON ME! DON'T YOU DARE!"

I froze in my place. This was far worse then I have thought. Sam was making her way through and the students stepped aside as she walked in the silenced hallway caused by her fearful presence. She exited the school and when she was already no where in sight, heads turned and eyes darted on me.

Oh shoot.

I got up quickly and walked away from there as fast as possible. Sam is mad at me, I mumbled as I make my way out. I looked at my feet while escaping from the hell I came from. Guilt was dominating my whole chest and I really felt terrible for myself. It was all my fault, sorry Sam.

I came home from school at three in the afternoon. The day was horrible. This made me an instant star in the whole campus. Everyone looked at me and watched every single step I made. Every action was anticipated. Gossips spread everywhere. The rumors even reached the teachers. I didn't know what to do. Wherever I went, I made it sure that I have someone with me. I tried to convice myself that I was lucky enough that Sam ditched school or else I would have received a much painful punishment. To tell you the truth, I don't really mind Sam making fun of me. It was already part of my life. My day wasn't complete without her pranks and it was kind of normal to me. But her being mad at me was unbearable. I wish things were back to the way they were.

I wondered if Sam was in Carly's apartment. Maybe she went straight here after leaving school this morning. I was about to ring Carly's doorbell when a voice popped out of nowhere.

"Hey, Freddie."

I spun around, hoping it was Sam. Unfortunately, it wasn't. "Travis?"

"Ssup?" He beamed at me. He was still wearing the same set of clothes since the day he showed up in my room-white shirt and pants but no footwear. "How's the confession going?"

That's when it hit me. I totally forgot about that. I wasn't making any progress at all! I haven't told Sam anything. I shook my head. "No progress at all."

He took a tad step toward me and patted me on the shoulder like we were close friends. He whispered in my ear. "Watch your back."

I glanced at him. "What do you mean?"

"Someone's after you."

I gasped. "S-someone's trying to kill me?"

He nodded. "And the girl you love."

I shuddered. "Sam?" I hissed. My heartbeat sped up and my hands were cold. I gulped. It can't be.

"I shouldn't have told you this." He placed a palm on his forehead, regretting that he had told me something. I put my hands on his shoulders and shook him. "Tell me more! Is it someone who-"

"I am sorry Freddie." He vanished in thin air and left no trace of his presence. "Hey, wait!" Too late. He was completely gone.

"Aargh! Why is it always me!" I brushed my hands in my hair and slid my back on the wall. "What am I gonna do?"

"Freddie?"

I slowly turned my head. I hoped it was Sam. Man, I was missing her so bad! "Oh, Carly."

"Hey." She leaned down a little and offered me her hand. "Do you wanna get up?"

"Sure, thanks." I took her hand and got up with the help of Carly's tiny hand. "Is Sam inside?"

"Yah, she's inside. Freddie, I'm sorry for what happened earlier. I hope you guys fix it soon." She smiled apologetically. "I don't want to see my best friends mad at each other."

"I'm not mad at her. I know it's my fault."

Carly's eyes widened a little. "You're not mad? Even though she smacked you right in the face?"

I shook my head. "No, not even a bit."

"Wow. Freddie...you..you changed. A lot." Carly smiled. She seemed surprised and glad at the same time. "You've become a lot kinder. I remember those times when you and Sam were arguing and fighting with each other a few years ago and the both of you..well... explode when you don't... oh gosh, I'm speechless!" She laughed. "Come on, let's do iCarly." She turned the knob and opened the front door. We both saw Spencer on the kitchen cooking something.

"Hey Spence, what ya doin'?" I asked, waving at him.

"Spaghetti tacos. I am inviting you to dinner." Spencer grinned.

I thanked him and me and Carly went upstairs to the iCarly studio. I was looking for Sam. I was hoping that her anger was gone. There she was, sitting on the bean bag while eating popcorn.

"Hey, let's do iCarly!" Carly announced excitedly. She was trying to light the mood up a bit. It wasn't working. Sam didn't even bother to look at me when we both entered the room and didn't recognize my existence. Carly went to the table to get something. It turned out to be a camera and she handed it to me. "Here's our brand new camera provided by our technical producer, Mr. Freddie Benson!"

I grinned. Wait, I don't remember buying a new one. "Carly...I didn't buy this one."

"Stop joking Freddie. You gave me that. You said you already bought a new one."

"I am not kidding Carly. I didn't buy this." Seriously, I don't really remember buying a new camera. I didn't even have the time to go out and look for one.

"Whatever. Let's get this started!" Carly crossed her fingers. "Sam!"

"Coming!" Sam got up from the bean bag.

Maybe I was just so messed up with the time arrangement. Probably I just forgot about buying this yesterday. There were really many things on my mind. "In five, four, three, two.."

"I'm Carly," Carly glanced at Sam.

"And I'm Sam." Sam looked back and they said in unison, "And this is iCarly!"

"Before we start," Sam looked straight at the camera and I focused on her. "I have some great news for you!"

"News? What news, Sam?" Carly asked.

"Freddie, our camera man and technical producer, hasn't kissed anyone yet! Yay!" She grinned.

I knew this one coming. I guess I have to do what I did before. I have to pretend that I was angry. "I quit." I placed the camera on the table beside me and left.

Now, what I have to do is to wait for her to apologize and kiss her. I'll just have to endure a week of tormenting at school.

Erika's Corner

Sorry it took me a few days before updating again. And also about this chapter, I'm sorry because I said that the next one will be iKiss Again. I actually made that into Chapter 9 instead because I felt that I already need to cut this chapter off or else it will be too long. And I will be back to school on January 5 so that means I'm going to be busy again. I'll try to post two chapters in a week. And in case you're wondering how many chapters will this story take, it sill depends on me. But my target is twenty chapters because I have already planned the plot. This story will go deeper and there are new characters to appear, one of them is Kristoff, the guy who falls in love with Sam, and an old character, Melanie, Sam's twin (pretty obvious what role she would take and fit in). Also, you will be finding out about Carly's mysterious illness or whatever (don't worry, it's not Cancer or something, I don't want to put something like that in this story, just weird stuff happening to her) and the person who's planning to finish Freddie off. I hope I didn't spoil too much. Thanks! Please review, please, please, please, please!

- Erika :D