


iGet a Present

by Onigori1



Category: iCarly
Genre: Romance
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2010-03-13
Updated: 2010-03-13
Packaged: 2013-12-12 01:30:01
Rating: K
Chapters: 1
Words: 598
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5812723/1/
Author URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/2087823/Onigori1
Summary: Okay, so this is, in my opinion, my worst story. But someone might like it, so go ahead and read it if you wish.





	iGet a Present

Iget a Present

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story, sadly…

I smiled as I looked at the picture on the wall. Sam Puckett. It was kind of sad, really. I mean, she hates me, and yet, I'm in love with her.

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I frowned into the mirror, not quite believing that I was thinking about him again. Freddie Benson. He would never know that I loved him. And neither would Carly.

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The look in her eyes as I walked into the room was unexpected. I may have imagined it, but it looked like she wished that we were alone… she doesn't feel that way, does she?

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Freddie walked in, looking hopeful. He was probably going to ask Carly out again. He still loves her and not me. No surprise. That's what I thought, but then he sent a glance over that made my heart fly. Why was Carly still here?

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"C'mon guys. We should start rehearsing," twittered Carly. "Kay," replied Sam. I did a quick run-through of the equipment, and then signaled Carly to start. Sam looked at me, then away so quickly I couldn't be sure if I imagined it. I was beginning to think that she really did love me. The only way to find out is to tell her my feelings, I decided. I would tell her after the rehearsal. It was worth the risk of a couple of bones in my arm. "Okay guys, we're done for today!" 'Perfect timing Carly!' I thought.

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What is that look on Freddie's face?! "See you downstairs, Carly," I said as I brushed past her in my haste to get out of the room. I could hear the elevator. Oh, crap! Freddie will be waiting at the bottom. But, maybe I'm just being paranoid.

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I stood waiting at the bottom of the stairs. She had to come down sometime. Sure enough, there she was, rounding the corner. "Hey Sam, do you have a minute?" I heard myself as if from a distance. My heart pounding in my ears, I walked with her to the couch, then sat as close to her as possible. "Sam, this is a bit awkward, but I am in love with you. I know you hate my guts, but by some cruel twist of fate, I can't feel the same way." I said, my head spinning. I couldn't believe I had finally said that.

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The room was spinning, then, oddly, it was on its side. "Sam? You okay?" Freddie said. I sat up, then turned to him and stuttered, "W-what? Y-you think I hate you? I have loved you for a long time, and you think I hate you?! We shared our first kiss! What the hell?! If I hated you, would I do this?" I then gave him a huge kiss. "I don't know, maybe you should do it again." "Nice try, bub. You're not getting off that easy. Only once more."

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I couldn't help grinning foolishly as Carly obsessed over our new relationship. Carly walked in on us kissing a moment earlier. Sam had rolled her eyes as Carly screamed. "Carly! We get it! You're excited! Calm down PLEASE!" she had yelled. I knew Sam was thinking the same thing as me: that we have a bright future together. It was either that or about ham.

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