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Hey everyone! It's the second chapter. I have an announcement. Okay, well, I have a story suggestion for all of you: Read "Rivers and Roads" by clarksonfan. SHE IS AN AWESOOOOME writer. (Well, I'm pretty sure it's a she.) I totally suggest this one-shot! I LOVED IT!

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. At all. But I want to, you know?

Narrator's P.O.V. (moi!)

Sam had just shoved the popular Carly Shay. The next day she'll probably do something to get back at me. Now, considering they're popular, probably a rumor? Or maybe a little help from the jocks would get my neck broken. Sam sighed. No, I can take them if ever that happens.

She made her way to her English class, and really hated this class. One, it was with this really disgusting teacher that reminded her of Germy, err, Jeremy. And two, it was with one of her backstabbing friends. Freddie. He, actually, never really knew why Carly and Sam split after talking like best friends just 2 hours before, that is, until, he heard Carly's story.

~Flashback~

"Hey, Carly?" Freddie asked Carly, who was currently sitting on her couch.

"Yeah?" Carly asked as she scooted closer to Freddie, wrapping her arms around him and holding him tight.

Freddie felt very uncomfortable with this position, but he acted like he liked it and wrapped his arm around her. "Whatever happened to you and uh…" He coughed softly, "Sam…? Like, one minute, you two were the best of friends, and a second late, you and Sam never talked. I never really understood."

Carly inwardly groaned at the mention of Sam's name. "Freddie, how many times do I have to tell you? It's nothing!"

"Carly." Freddie pushed her, wanting to know what happened.

"Fine! Okay, Sam said she never wanted to be friends with us again, and so I dragged you along with me and Cindy, and here we are now, happy as ever, without Sam." She said through gritted teeth. She kissed Freddie.

Freddie pulled away. "But why? I mean, we were all best friends, so why would she say that? After everything we've been through." Freddie, of course, was talking about his and Sam's 'moments' together. They had their first kisses together, first loves… They lost their virginity together. And she'd just say that? Without even saying goodbye?

Freddie feared this was not true, that everything Carly was saying was all a lie. And he knew it was a felt her heartbeat speed up when she was explaining her lie.

"Beats me." Carly answered, leaning in again for another kiss.

But, right at that moment, Freddie just wanted to know the truth behind all of this.

Later at night, Freddie had stalked over to Sam's house and snuck through her window. He landed on the floor with a soft 'thump' sound, and he walked over to Sam's bed. He shook her gently. He needed to get answers. "Sam…" He whispered, trying to wake her up.

But, before he tried shaking her away again, he stared at her face for what seemed like hours. Her eyebrows were knitted together, her cheeks were full of tear stains. She had something red in her hair…

Freddie shook his head. 'No, I've got a girlfriend, you're not supposed to be checking other girls out.' He shook Sam again, and this time, she woke up.

Hey eyes were wide as saucers when she saw that the person in front of her was Freddie Benson. It's been a week since the betrayal. "Freddie? What… what are you doing here?" Sam hiccupped, signaling that she'd been crying hard.

"Sam? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Freddie sat onto Sam's bed and made her sit up. He hugged her.

"Nothing." She replied rather quickly. "Just, uh, life." Before Freddie could say anything else, Sam spoke up once again. "Now, why are you here? Don't you have your little girly-friend to go hang out with, along with those other so-called popular people?"

Freddie shook his head. "No. I need to ask you something."

Sam yawned. "What do you want?"

"What happened between you and Carly? You guys were always talking, then suddenly, bam, you're not talking to each other anymore." Freddie told her.

Sam sighed. "You won't get it. No one ever does. You'll think I'm the bad guy, when clearly I'm not, because she always tells the fake story." Sam grunted, lying back down and covering her face with her blanket. "Now leave."

"I'm not leaving until you tell me what happened."

"Fine, you wanna know what happened?" Sam gave in, her eyes on the verge of tears and nails digging into her skin when she sat back up again.

"Well, that's why I'm here." Freddie crossed his arms.

"She betrayed me. That lying selfish bitch betrayed me and left me alone with no help. She knows how hard it is in my family, she knows how I have no friends except for her, she knows she's the better person. She took care of me, for a while, until I overheard the lame-ass conversation she had with Cindy. Cindy was trying to convince Carly to come and hang out with them for a while, and some perks of being popular. Of course, Carly, she wanted and like all these perks so she agreed to do it, under one condition." Sam's eyes dropped to the ground. "She couldn't hang out with me anymore. Ever since, she's dragged you in with her, and she never came to talk to me again. All because of…" Sam grunted and stuck her face into her pillow. "Now leave!" She screamed into her pillow.

"Sam, I'm so sorry, I didn't know—"

"I said LEAVE!" Sam got up and shoved him towards the direction of her window. "Never come back or talk to me ever again." She motioned for Freddie to get out, and he obeyed, and she shut the window loudly. She walked back to her bed and cried herself to sleep. Of course she couldn't say anything else of how fucked up her life is. She wasn't about to go into any more detail.

Freddie, on the other hand, was walking back to his house. He wasn't really worried about his mom because now she's not that overprotective anymore and she says he's becoming a man. He was thinking about a lot of things, and how he should restore all of their friendship.

Of course, it'll be a hard thing to do.

~End Flashback~

Sam opened the door to her class and sat at her assigned seat. She was going to do the same thing she did every day ever since the betrayal: She's going to ignore Freddie for the whole period. She took out her binder from her backpack and laid it on her desk. Next thing she heard was whispering, coming from the one and only Fredward Benson.

"Sam, psst, hey Sam." He whispered, sneaking a peek at the sleeping teacher at his desk.

Sam ignored him, taking out a pencil and eraser. She tried to twirl the pencil around her fingers, and of course, she dropped it right next to Freddie's shoes. Before he'd notice, she reached to grab it, but too late. He noticed and reached for it at the same time, resulting with both of them having their hands touch together and they both retreated at the same time. Sam reached for it a second time and finally grabbed her pencil.

Sam started twirling her pencil around her fingers again, this time making sure not to drop it. "Sam." Freddie whispered. Sam just continued twirling the pencil around her fingers. "Sam, please look at me. I want to talk."

Sam dropped her pencil again, and it landed next to Freddie. Freddie grabbed it before Sam could get it. "Give me it." Sam commanded, reaching out for her pencil.

"Oh look, the first time you spoke to me since—"

"Give me it."

"No, Sam, you have to listen to me to get your pencil back." Sam slouched in her seat and crossed her arms. "Sam." She still didn't look his way. "Look, Sam, I'm sorry about what happened. For the record, I was just sucked into this. I didn't know anything. I've always wanted to hang out with you, but Carly forbid me so I couldn't. I'm sorry Sam, please forgive me— "

Sam reached over and snatched her pencil away from Freddie, without saying a word. Freddie sighed, and slouched in his seat. He thought of new ways to get Sam's attention so she would talk to him. He dug into his backpack, ripping a piece of paper from his binder. He quickly scribbled down some words and threw it onto Sam's desk.

Sam reached out to the note and opened it, reading:

Sam, I'm so sorry for not knowing anything, and for always hanging out with Carly. Please forgive me. I want to be your friend again. –Freddie

Sam crumpled up the piece of paper and threw it back to Freddie. Freddie was about to say something, but the bell rang, signaling for the next class, and eventually, it was finally lunch.

Hey! A little bit of Seddie there, huh? (: FINALLY, I know. Lol.
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