Chapter 15

As you all can see, I'm attempting to write longer chappies. & OMG ARIANA GRANDE FOLLOWED ME ON TWITTER. AHH. Okay, I'll stop talking now...

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly.

Narrator's P.O.V.

"Alright, Benson, Simons, pick your teams. You first, kid." Mr. Foster said, slapping Freddie on the back. Freddie winced a little bit, but pushed the thought of the slight sting on his back away.

"Sam." He said, picking the quiet blonde who was separated from the rest of the group who were crowded around the two boys who were picking teams. They were all raising their hand and waving it around so the boys would pick one of them, but it all stopped when Freddie picked Sam. Everyone turned to look at the long-forgotten blonde and stared at her.

"Samantha, behind your team leader, Freddie." The coach told her, gesturing to Freddie who was smiling.

She slowly stepped in the group and made her way behind Freddie in astonishment. He picked her over Carly? Could it be that Freddie liked Sam again? David Simons and the rest couldn't believe it either, so Simons took a shot at Carly. "Carly." He picked, grabbing her hand and pulling her violently behind him.

Carly stood behind Simons, occasionally sending glares to Sam who was just to her right. Sam rolled her eyes to Carly who was trying desperately to intimidate her, but it wasn't happening. Sam shifted her weight from one foot to another while both the boys were picking their teams. The picking was done, and soon it all came down to one dorky and disgusting picking-her-nose girl, who was put in Simon's team. All the guys in Freddie's team let out cheers of joy whilst the girls in Simon's team let out a grunt f disgust.

Freddie had all the boys on his team, except for Sam, who was the only girl. Simon had all the girls in his team, and one boy which was him. So, Sam knew Freddie's team would win.

The ball made contact with Aaron's leg who grunted in disappointment, and left the court to sit against the walls along with the other teammates that got tagged out.

There were four more players on the dodge ball court: Freddie and Sam against Carly and David. Sam and Freddie knew, of course, that they would win. I mean, coordinated people versus one coordinated and one uncoordinated? I think it's a win.

Cheers could be heard throughout the whole gym, and you could hear Mr. Foster yell, "Hit only below the waist!" But Sam didn't listen. Instead, she gripped the red foam ball and aimed it at Carly, who was struck in the face.

Freddie stood up straight from his weird form and chuckled. "Nice one Sam." He told Sam, reaching out a hand for her to hi-five. She smirked and went over to him to slap his hand hard, and Freddie retreated quickly after the huge sting. He smirked and shook his head, focusing on the game at hand again.

"Ow!" Carly had yelled and collapsed on the floor. The whole class laughed and snorted and even Mr. Foster had a tiny bit of laugh. "Mr. Foster! Sam hit me in the head!" Carly complained, pouting.

Mr. Foster caught himself laughing and cleared his throat, pulling his clipboard to his chest closer. "Yes, um, Samantha, only below the waist."

"Yeah, okay baldie." She replied, patting her teacher on the head. She focused her eyes on Carly who had the red ball and she saw her take a pitcher-like pose. Carly threw the ball directly at Sam, attempting to get her out, but finding she had no coordination. The ball landed on the ground, rolling to Sam who was just following the ball with her eyes. She smirked and picked the red ball up and threw it at Carly, this time below the waist, before she could run and hide.

The ball hit Carly on the thigh, and Carly pouted, stomping over to the wall. The competition came down to one versus two, so it was an easy win for Sam and Freddie. David threw the ball at Freddie, trying to get him out, but Freddie caught the ball and pitched it below David's waist. Freddie's team applauded and shouted cheers of joy because of their win while the opposing team grunted and pouted and kicked David.

Sam and Freddie high fived and hugged tightly, lasting for more than they planned. Carly's eyes shifted to Sam and Freddie hugging right after kicking David Simons in his dingaling. She sent a glare that could kill at Sam, though Sam did not notice. Sam and Freddie pulled away after about 15 seconds and went to go high five their other teammates. Sam got picked up by one jock and thrown over his shoulder, running around in victory. Sam laughed loudly while the others looked at them and smiled. Except for Freddie. He was a bit jealous.

The jock set Sam down and squeezed her ass a bit before turning to talk to his classmates. Sam jumped at the contact and rolled her eyes, making her way to Freddie. "Good game nub." She told him with a pat on the back.

"You too, Puckett." He replied with his famous half-smirk that made Sam's knees weak.

"Okay, everyone, time to go to the locker rooms and change. Period's about to end." The coach informed the class, writing down things on his clipboard. "Chop chop." He told them, disappearing inside the P.E. office.

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All the girls walked to their locker room and the boys to their locker room. Freddie glanced at Sam before walking inside.

Inside the girl's locker room, it was very loud and hot. They really need air conditioning in here. Sam thought, fanning herself with her left hand while her right hand worked on the combination of her P.E. locker. Her locker opened, and she went to the bench against the wall, which was around 3 feet from her locker. She took her P.E. shirt off in one quick motion, before putting it back into her locker. She took her black basketball shorts off, and threw it inside with her shirt.

Sam reached into the locker and took out her school shirt and pants, and put them on the bench beside her. She took off her running shoes and then flipped the shirt inside-out.

Carly Shay and her friends were watching Sam's every move, in order to get the right picture. One of the chicks took her phone out and took a picture of Sam when she was just in her panties and bra. They immediately posted it onto Splashface and placed their phone back in their pocket.

Sam was completely missed this. She also missed the fact that Carly Shay and her friends were finished dressing, and walked by the bench where her clothes were at when she was turned towards her locker, and snatched it. They walked up and outside the locker room into the gym where the whole P.E. period waited after they were done dressing.

Sam turned back to where her clothes were, but found that they weren't there. She began searching for it in her locker and everywhere, but she just couldn't find it.

"They took it." Janet, a classmate of Sam's, ex-chick, said.

"Who?" Sam asked, looking inside her locker to find her P.E. clothes but also found that they weren't there.

"The Chicks. They snatched both of your clothes when you weren't looking." Janet explained. She wasn't the kind of girl to step up and demand things back, so Sam didn't bother asking her why she didn't stop them.

"Oh. Okay… I um…" Sam shook her head in disappointment. She can't believe she was actually going to do this. Gathering up all her courage, she walked outside half-naked to find herself in the middle of a group of teenagers throwing her clothes in every direction. "Give it back." She growled, narrowing her eyes at a person who was currently holding her clothes. That person just chuckled, took his phone out and took a picture of her. Sam charged towards the boy who threw her clothes to the person across from him.

Sam tackled the dude and broke his phone, her eyes locked on the person who was holding her clothes afterwards. She saw millions of flashes everywhere, but she didn't care. Well, that's what she told herself.

Freddie was busy looking at Sam and admiring how beautiful she looked when a pile of clothes landed on his face. He shook them off his head and caught it with his hands. Sam locked eyes with him, holding a pleading look, and Freddie walked over to her, handing her her clothes. Sam thanked him, and Freddie took his coat and wrapped it around Sam, not letting anyone else see her half-naked.

Freddie led her over to the girls' restroom, patiently waiting outside while Sam was changing. Sam finally came out in her usual fuzzy coat and that white scarf and black gloves she stole from him.

Freddie was on his Splashface when she came out, and he told her about the pictures on there, and she groaned.

"Are you going back to the locker room to lock your locker up?" Freddie asked. He wrapped his arm around Sam's shoulders, and Sam snuggled to his chest. She handed him his coat back.

"No, I'm pretty sure Janet has locked it already." Sam told him, her voice muffled because her face was pressed against Freddie chest. Freddie nods and rubs her back comfortingly while she cried softly. "I feel like a nub… I want to kill myself." Sam whispered quietly, trying not to let Freddie hear, but he did.

"No, Sam, you're not doing that." Freddie pulled away from her and held her at arm's length in front of him. "You're not going to kill yourself, you understand?" Freddie told her, his eyes slightly narrowed and his eyebrows formed in a concerned manner. He brought her back to him, their chest tightly pressed together while Sam sobbed quietly in his chest. They stayed like that for a good 2 minutes before Freddie pulled back.

"C'mon." He stated, taking her hand and leading her out in the hallways and out of school. On the way out, they stumbled into Janet, who was holding Sam's backpack.

"Hey Sam, here's your backpack." Janet said, handing Sam her backpack. "I see you two are ditching school. Don't get caught." She said before disappearing around the corner.

Freddie and Sam chuckled, and Sam's sobs turned into silent hiccups. Freddie led her to their place: The Abandoned Building. He took Sam's hand and led her to her elevator, and joined her. He began pulling on the ropes and soon they were on the roof. Freddie guided Sam, who was still hiccupping, to the covered railing of the roof and looked out into the city. They leaned against the small railing.

"Sam, it's going to be fine, okay?" Freddie told Sam, the first words that were spoken since they got here.

Sam sighed shakily. "Nothing's fine anymore." Sam sighed, going to her mattress on the floor.

"Sam…" Freddie said, walking over to her. "It's going to be fine, I promise. I'm always here for you, okay? I'll take those pictures off, and from now on you just try staying away from them, okay? Everything's going to be fine. I got your back, alright? You have nothing to worry about." Freddie enveloped Sam into another comforting hug, which included him rubbing her back.

Sam rested her head on Freddie' shoulder soon after they were done hugging, and Freddie wrapped his arm around Sam. "I hope so." Sam whispered, looking down at her hands.

Freddie reached over and placed his hand over Sam's and gave it a gentle squeeze. "It will. I hope." He said, pulling his hand back and just stared out into the city.

Light sky soon became dark, with the stars glistening in the sky. Sam was fully asleep at this time, with her breathing suddenly becoming normal again, and her eyelids covered her blue orbs. Freddie stared at her again just like the time when he was staring at her the other night. He just can't get over how beautiful she is. He took the blanket next to the mattress and placed it over them while simultaneously laying down bringing Sam close to him.

Sam shifted a little to get comfortable in this new position and soon she was curled up against Freddie like a ball. Freddie draped his arm over her waist and his head on top of her head. He soon drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Sam woke up at around 4 a.m. and saw she was on top of the abandoned building. She smiled when she noticed Freddie was still sound asleep, but even in his sleep, he refused to let her out of his grasp. But, eventually, he gave up sleepily and went back to taking a pillow and snuggling with it. At this, Sam giggled, and stuck her hand inside her backpack, looking for a post-it and a pencil. She hastily scribbled something down before sticking it onto his head and climbing down the building.

Thanks for everything Freddie.
Love, Sam.

We get to see some character development, yay! & Did you guys see the name of the last iCarly episode? It's called "iGoodbye." D: OMG I'M FUCKING CRYIIIIIIIIING. DD;

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