


iCan't Be Like That

by Roxxxygurl13



Category: iCarly
Genre: Angst
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2009-10-19
Updated: 2009-10-19
Packaged: 2013-09-22 20:35:26
Rating: K
Chapters: 1
Words: 412
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5454998/1/
Author URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1657425/Roxxxygurl13
Summary: Sam? Nice? Pshhh.... That's not even a possibility.





	iCan't Be Like That

**Sam? Nice? Pshhh... No such thing.**

* * *

You're sitting on the balcony.

.

The breeze is gently tangling your long blonde hair,

but the weird thing is,

you don't mind.

.

It's actually pretty soothing.

.

Hmmm…

.

You could stay out here forever.

.

It's perfect.

.

Below you is the madness and noise

of downtown Seattle.

.

But up as high as you are,

everything is still.

.

You feel like you are on the top of a mountain.

.

It feels nice.

.

You can see all the way across town.

.

It's nice.

.

And weirdly enough,

you like it.

.

A horn blares somewhere in the night,

and someone drives by, blaring tacky music.

.

But you can hardly hear it,

so you don't mind.

.

It's strangely nice.

.

You don't know why you're out here.

.

It's a mystery,

even to you.

.

And guess what…

.

It's actually kind of soothing,

and, dare I say it…

.

Nice.

.

You wish you were as nice as this chilly October evening.

.

Maybe then,

no one would call you abusive.

.

They wouldn't say you are abrasive.

.

No.

.

They would call you something infinitely more desirable.

.

They would call you…

.

Nice.

.

Yeah,

you like the sound of that word.

.

It just rolls off your tongue.

.

It reminds you of the twinkling stars in the sky.

.

It's like the distinct smell in the air;

the smell only Seattle could produce.

.

A mix of smog and rain.

.

It's different…

.

Maybe even,

nice.

.

Just like you could be.

.

But you're Sam Puckett.

.

You can't be nice.

.

Nice?

.

Pshhh…

.

You don't know the meaning of the word.

.

So,

as you sit on that surreal,

still balcony,

.

you decide to save the

nice, non-abrasive thoughts

for when you're up here.

.

Because, you will only be

nice

when you are someplace

nice.

.

And you like that idea.

.

Because,

you don't want to be abusive

or abrasive.

.

You just want to be…

.

Nice.

.

But you can't.

.

You're Sam Puckett.

.

You don't do

"nice".

.

No where but here,

at least.

.

* * *

**(A/N: What do you think? I've never done an iCarly fanfic before, but this idea hit when while i was listening to this really awesome song "Hello Seattle" by Owl City. Check it out, it's a really good song=] haha. Well, please Review. I want to know how you like this. It's different from anything I've ever written. Thanks =] )**


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