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Okay, enough of my rambling, I'm sure you want to read the story! Enjoy!
What if...
... after iSpeed Date, Sam never leaves and Carly finds her crying somewhere?
8:30 P.M.- Sam looked at Freddie and Carly, dancing together. They were so...close to each other. It sickened her. She stared for a moment, but then left the Groovy Smoothie. Instead of going home, however, she took a turn and went to the alleyway that was near Groovy Smoothie, to gather her thoughts.
"Why are you even upset, anyway, Sam?"she told herself. "What were you even expecting when you came here, anyway? Just to hang out with Carly, Freddie, and their lame dates. Nothing else."She knew that she was still upset, though. "But why?" Then Sam shook her head. "Of course! I must be feeling what Carly felt before when she found out that Fredward and I kissed! Just simple jealousy of being left out, that's all! Oh, god, who am I kidding? That doesn't even make SENSE! Great, I can't even lie to myself! Why AM I lying to myself, anyway? I don't even know why I'm upset!"
Sam couldn't take it. "AAAAAH!" she screamed, taking her frustration out on a brick wall. She kicked it, but she had forgotten that she was wearing flats.
"Ouch! Darnit!" she cried, after saying a few certain words that no one really should hear. She slumped down on the wall and stared at nothingness for ten minutes.
"What's wrong with me?"she asked herself. "Why am I so upset?" She knew the answer. Anybody with half a mind could see why she was upset-at least, Sam thought so.
"I like him," she whispered to herself. She thought back, trying to convince herself that it wasn't true. Thinking. But no-the answers were there, clear as day. Telling Carly she had kissed Freddie, kissing Freddie herself, crying for an hour and a half after Freddie got hurt-and not to mention the fact that she always put Freddie down whenever he tried to flirt with Carly. "I can't believe I missed this," she thought to herself. "How could I be so...stupid? So naive? It was so obvious that I liked him, but no one figured it out. Not even me."
...
8:56 P.M.-"What if it's not too late?" Sam thought suddenly. "I can make it all go right! I'll go up to them, and tell Freddie I like him! Of course!" she said out loud. But then she sighed and slumped down the wall as a new thought occurred to her. It was the memory of Carly and Freddie dancing together. "They look so happy,"she thought to herself. "But I can still tell him-but I would hurt Carly. And Freddie has had a crush on Carly for years. I don't want to mess this up. I can't. Carly is my best friend. Freddie is my friend. What you're feeling now...it's just lust. Jealousy. That's it. Don't hurt those two. They are PERFECT for each other, okay, Sam? Be happy for them."
Sam sighed, knowing that her conscience was right-she couldn't hurt those two. Not them. Never. She leaned her head against the wall and told herself:
"Sam Puckett, if there's ever a nice thing that you should do, it's to let your friends be happy together." She made her decision.
"I won't do it."
...
9:23 P.M.- Sam knew that this was the right thing to do. She was only just surprised at her feelings for Freddie, she just...she was just lonely, she assumed. Then why did she feel this aching in her heart, why did she feel as if she was making the worst mistake of her life? Sam groaned, upset with all of the thoughts and feelings that were swirling all around her-her feelings for Freddie, wanting to be a good friend; it was, in her opinion, a battle between greed and selflessness, between good and bad-and Sam Puckett was horrible at being selfless. Sam felt something in her body. It wasn't any physical pain, but it was a type of pain that only Sam could understand-it was a pain that really didn't have a name for it.
Samantha Puckett's heart was breaking.
...
9:25 P.M.-Sam felt overwhelmed with everything. "I can't do this, I can't!" she cried out. "I can't handle this. Someone just...just help me!" But it was useless-nobody came. She was all alone.
...
9:28 P.M.-She stared at amazement with the tears gathering from her eyes, threatening to fall. "I'm upset,"she thought in astonishment. "I'm actually about to cry." But at the same time, she knew that she expected it. Her thoughts confused her. She just wanted it to stop. But she didn't. She was immovable, paralyzed by a broken heart and by an inner struggle with herself. For once, Sam was beaten. "I can't get through this one, can I?"she thought to herself. "It's not going to stop. I'm going to keep on loving him, and seeing her with him, and I'm just going to fade away into nothingness because I didn't speak up-he probably will never like me, anyway. It's done. I'm done. I'm gone. No use in trying now, anyway," she thought bitterly. "He's gone from me...forever."
That's when the tears started to fall.
...
9:35 P.M.-Carly was walking back from the Groovie Smoothie, after her date with Freddie. She had broken off dancing-she had felt weird, dancing with Freddie. It wasn't a good type of weird, it was a bad type-she felt guilty when dancing with him. Also, for some reason, she kept feeling like she was dancing with her brother. Carly was pondering this when she heard crying-no, it was sobbing. Soft, sweet, heartbreaking sobbing, coming from the alley that was near Groovy Smoothie. Carly stopped in her tracks and wondered who it was. The sound, it was familiar. But none of her friends cried like that-well, she wasn't sure about Sam, though, but there was no way it could be Sam. Sam didn't cry. She looked down the alleyway, debating whether she wanted to go in, to see who was crying. General curiosity won, however, and she entered to see who it was.
...
9:40 P.M.-Sam heard a gasp. "Oh my gosh, Sam! Youwere the one crying?" she heard. She looked up, recognizing the voice, but praying that it wasn't who she knew it was. No such luck. "Carly," she whispered.
"Sam, what are you doing here? Why didn't you come to Groovy Smoothie with us? Why were you crying?"
Sam smiled faintly through her tears. "One question at a time, Carls," she said softly.
"Sorry," Carly said, immediately feeling guilty. She knelt down beside Sam.
"Why are you upset, Sam?"
"I...I can't tell you."
"Why not?"
"It'll hurt you, that's why!"
"Are you sure?"
"Am I sure what?"
"That it will hurt me?"
"Well...I don't know...I guess. I don't want to hurt you, Carls! You're my best friend. You know that, right? You! You and Freddie, you're both all I have!"
Carly had something forming in her mind. She started getting a hint of what was getting on-it was like a test. You knew the answer, but you just couldn't figure it out. Carly decided to ease it out of Sam-or, if she had to, trick it out of her.
"So, did you come to Groovy Smoothie?"
Sam said nothing.
...
9:59 P.M.-"I went to Gibby's house." Sam said, finally. Carly looked up in surprise. 20 minutes earlier, Sam had gone quiet, not saying anything. Carly had been worried something really terrible had happened to Sam.
"And?" Carly prodded gently.
"He was with some chick. Apparently they're dating, can you believe it?"
"Wow...there must be something wrong with that girl."
"Ya, I think there is...she seemed normal enough to me, though-she was pretty hot too."
Carly chuckled. "Sam!"
"What? I'm just saying." Sam laughed too. "Ha..thanks, Carly. You can make me feel better."
"Yes, I can, Sam...I can make you feel even more better if you tell me what's wrong..."
"No, Carly. I can't!"
"Yes you can, Sam!" Carly smiled sneakily.
"I have turkey bacon..."
"Really?" Sam shot straight up. "Where? Give it to Momma!"
"I'll give it to you if you tell me why you're upset!"
Sam slumped down.
"You drive a hard deal, Shay. But no."
Carly frowned. This was so...un-Sam.
"Wow...you're not accepting free food? This really must be serious."
"It IS!"
"Sam..you can tell me."
"You'll be upset," Sam protested, on the verge of tears.
"I won't. I swear I won't." As Carly said this, she realized how fragile Sam looked. Like a child. Right then and there, she promised herself that no matter what Sam told her, she wouldn't be upset.
...
10:15 P.M.- Sam took a shuddery breath.
"Well...I came to Groovy Smoothie, and I saw you and Freddie dancing."
"So?"
"So...I...I love Freddie."
"Love? Don't you mean 'like'?"
"No..no. It's love. I'm sure of it. I've never felt the same way about anyone else before. Carly, I'm so sorry!"
Carly, confused, asked, "For what? Sam, you did nothing wrong!"
"But..you two..."
"We were dancing, Sam! Not making out on a couch! Do you even know why I left Groovy Smoothie?"
"Why?"
"Because I felt guilty. I felt like I was dancing with my own brother, that's why! It felt so bad. Freddie and I are so bad for each other. You and Freddie are so right."
"What if he doesn't like me back?"
"With the way he looks at you? Trust me, Sam, he likes you. I wasn't the only one who wasn't into that dance."
"Really? You're not just saying that?"
"Really, Sam."
"Thanks...where is he?"
"He's still at Groovy Smoothie. He's leaving by 11, I think. He doesn't want to go home yet."
"Well, I wouldn't want to go home either, if I had his nut-job mom."
"Sam!"
"You know it's true!"
The girls laughed, and a real smile appeared on Sam's face.
"so, Sam..do you want to go to Freddie and-"
"No. Not yet. Can we just...stay, for a moment?"
Carly smiled.
"Sure, Sam." She sat down next to Sam.
Both of the girls, next to each other but apart, Carly staring at the darkness and Sam looking down, thinking similar yet totally different thoughts.
...
10: 45 P.M.- Sam looked up. Carly noticed the motion out of the corner of her eye and smiled.
"It's time," she said, laughing to herself, thinking about how this was all-too cliche, something that she expected to see in a movie-not in real life. She got up.
"You ready?" she asked.
Sam looked at her.
"I've been ready," she said.
Carly helped Sam up. They both arrived at Groovy Smoothie. Carly stopped by the door and smiled, while Sam entered.
She sat down with Freddie.
...
11:30 P.M.-Sam and Freddie had been talking. For a really long time. Carly was about to leave, and gave Sam the symbol that she was about to go.
...
12:00 Midnight:Freddie looked at his watch. "Crap, I gotta go. My mom will freak if I'm not home now!"
Sam nodded. "All right," she said.
"Sam? Thanks. I'm glad that you...told me. I didn't know."
"Well, you tell anybody this and I beat you up! I don't care if we like each other, causing you pain is way too good to give up!"
Freddie smiled, and on his way to the door he said,
"I wouldn't have it any other way, Puckett."
...
I hope you liked it! I hope you don't mind that Freddie really wasn't in it-I wanted to focus more on Sam. Sorry that Sam was MAJORLY OOC, but I just wanted to show a different side of Sam, since the only time we've seen her cry was about working. I wanted to show that she could be sensitive as well, along with being a good friend. (Hope that made sense.) I hope you enjoyed the story!
NCIS finale finished! It was SO great! Haha, hoping for some McAbby & Tiva moments in season 8 in the fall-hurry up, season 8! (In case you haven't figured it out by now, I'm a HUGE NCIS fangirl!) Did anyone see the Lost finale? I heard it was really good, but if they all died at the plane crash & sometime after that, then doesn't that mean that Aaron & all the other babies technically aren't real? I'm so confused on that! XD Okay, bye, and remember, RR&R
Disclaimer: I obviously do not own iCarly.
Note to those who requested:
1. Thank you SO much for requesting!
2. I am so so sorry if I do not make all the stories soon. I have 2 state tests next month and I HAVE to study, and I have to make a lot of other story requests as well, so be prepared-your story request might not show up this month, but maybe next month or later, it will. I PROMISE I will update, okay? Just give me time to study!
ohmygoshseddiex3, thank you for the beautiful comment and for reviewing on my chapters, and thank you for the request, I love it! (If no one has read ohmygoshseddiex3's stories, then I command you-GO! and read them now! You can read my story another time!)
Also, thank you to Madds Hatter! I' m so glad for another NCIS fan! I love Tiva as well. =)
And thanks for all of you who first reviewed and requested, I loves all of you! (I would mention you by name, but I'm too lazy to look it up. XD)
*gives virtual hug to everyone* That's what you get if you review my story, folks! A bribe of a *virtual hug* and ALSO a *virtual cookie*! And yes, I'm weird, as you've probably figured out by now!
Okay, enough of my rambling, I'm sure you want to read the story! Enjoy!
What if...
... after iSpeed Date, Sam never leaves and Carly finds her crying somewhere?
8:30 P.M.- Sam looked at Freddie and Carly, dancing together. They were so...close to each other. It sickened her. She stared for a moment, but then left the Groovy Smoothie. Instead of going home, however, she took a turn and went to the alleyway that was near Groovy Smoothie, to gather her thoughts.
"Why are you even upset, anyway, Sam?"she told herself. "What were you even expecting when you came here, anyway? Just to hang out with Carly, Freddie, and their lame dates. Nothing else."She knew that she was still upset, though. "But why?" Then Sam shook her head. "Of course! I must be feeling what Carly felt before when she found out that Fredward and I kissed! Just simple jealousy of being left out, that's all! Oh, god, who am I kidding? That doesn't even make SENSE! Great, I can't even lie to myself! Why AM I lying to myself, anyway? I don't even know why I'm upset!"
Sam couldn't take it. "AAAAAH!" she screamed, taking her frustration out on a brick wall. She kicked it, but she had forgotten that she was wearing flats.
"Ouch! Darnit!" she cried, after saying a few certain words that no one really should hear. She slumped down on the wall and stared at nothingness for ten minutes.
"What's wrong with me?"she asked herself. "Why am I so upset?" She knew the answer. Anybody with half a mind could see why she was upset-at least, Sam thought so.
"I like him," she whispered to herself. She thought back, trying to convince herself that it wasn't true. Thinking. But no-the answers were there, clear as day. Telling Carly she had kissed Freddie, kissing Freddie herself, crying for an hour and a half after Freddie got hurt-and not to mention the fact that she always put Freddie down whenever he tried to flirt with Carly. "I can't believe I missed this," she thought to herself. "How could I be so...stupid? So naive? It was so obvious that I liked him, but no one figured it out. Not even me."
...
8:56 P.M.-"What if it's not too late?" Sam thought suddenly. "I can make it all go right! I'll go up to them, and tell Freddie I like him! Of course!" she said out loud. But then she sighed and slumped down the wall as a new thought occurred to her. It was the memory of Carly and Freddie dancing together. "They look so happy,"she thought to herself. "But I can still tell him-but I would hurt Carly. And Freddie has had a crush on Carly for years. I don't want to mess this up. I can't. Carly is my best friend. Freddie is my friend. What you're feeling now...it's just lust. Jealousy. That's it. Don't hurt those two. They are PERFECT for each other, okay, Sam? Be happy for them."
Sam sighed, knowing that her conscience was right-she couldn't hurt those two. Not them. Never. She leaned her head against the wall and told herself:
"Sam Puckett, if there's ever a nice thing that you should do, it's to let your friends be happy together." She made her decision.
"I won't do it."
...
9:23 P.M.- Sam knew that this was the right thing to do. She was only just surprised at her feelings for Freddie, she just...she was just lonely, she assumed. Then why did she feel this aching in her heart, why did she feel as if she was making the worst mistake of her life? Sam groaned, upset with all of the thoughts and feelings that were swirling all around her-her feelings for Freddie, wanting to be a good friend; it was, in her opinion, a battle between greed and selflessness, between good and bad-and Sam Puckett was horrible at being selfless. Sam felt something in her body. It wasn't any physical pain, but it was a type of pain that only Sam could understand-it was a pain that really didn't have a name for it.
Samantha Puckett's heart was breaking.
...
9:25 P.M.-Sam felt overwhelmed with everything. "I can't do this, I can't!" she cried out. "I can't handle this. Someone just...just help me!" But it was useless-nobody came. She was all alone.
...
9:28 P.M.-She stared at amazement with the tears gathering from her eyes, threatening to fall. "I'm upset,"she thought in astonishment. "I'm actually about to cry." But at the same time, she knew that she expected it. Her thoughts confused her. She just wanted it to stop. But she didn't. She was immovable, paralyzed by a broken heart and by an inner struggle with herself. For once, Sam was beaten. "I can't get through this one, can I?"she thought to herself. "It's not going to stop. I'm going to keep on loving him, and seeing her with him, and I'm just going to fade away into nothingness because I didn't speak up-he probably will never like me, anyway. It's done. I'm done. I'm gone. No use in trying now, anyway," she thought bitterly. "He's gone from me...forever."
That's when the tears started to fall.
...
9:35 P.M.-Carly was walking back from the Groovie Smoothie, after her date with Freddie. She had broken off dancing-she had felt weird, dancing with Freddie. It wasn't a good type of weird, it was a bad type-she felt guilty when dancing with him. Also, for some reason, she kept feeling like she was dancing with her brother. Carly was pondering this when she heard crying-no, it was sobbing. Soft, sweet, heartbreaking sobbing, coming from the alley that was near Groovy Smoothie. Carly stopped in her tracks and wondered who it was. The sound, it was familiar. But none of her friends cried like that-well, she wasn't sure about Sam, though, but there was no way it could be Sam. Sam didn't cry. She looked down the alleyway, debating whether she wanted to go in, to see who was crying. General curiosity won, however, and she entered to see who it was.
...
9:40 P.M.-Sam heard a gasp. "Oh my gosh, Sam! Youwere the one crying?" she heard. She looked up, recognizing the voice, but praying that it wasn't who she knew it was. No such luck. "Carly," she whispered.
"Sam, what are you doing here? Why didn't you come to Groovy Smoothie with us? Why were you crying?"
Sam smiled faintly through her tears. "One question at a time, Carls," she said softly.
"Sorry," Carly said, immediately feeling guilty. She knelt down beside Sam.
"Why are you upset, Sam?"
"I...I can't tell you."
"Why not?"
"It'll hurt you, that's why!"
"Are you sure?"
"Am I sure what?"
"That it will hurt me?"
"Well...I don't know...I guess. I don't want to hurt you, Carls! You're my best friend. You know that, right? You! You and Freddie, you're both all I have!"
Carly had something forming in her mind. She started getting a hint of what was getting on-it was like a test. You knew the answer, but you just couldn't figure it out. Carly decided to ease it out of Sam-or, if she had to, trick it out of her.
"So, did you come to Groovy Smoothie?"
Sam said nothing.
...
9:59 P.M.-"I went to Gibby's house." Sam said, finally. Carly looked up in surprise. 20 minutes earlier, Sam had gone quiet, not saying anything. Carly had been worried something really terrible had happened to Sam.
"And?" Carly prodded gently.
"He was with some chick. Apparently they're dating, can you believe it?"
"Wow...there must be something wrong with that girl."
"Ya, I think there is...she seemed normal enough to me, though-she was pretty hot too."
Carly chuckled. "Sam!"
"What? I'm just saying." Sam laughed too. "Ha..thanks, Carly. You can make me feel better."
"Yes, I can, Sam...I can make you feel even more better if you tell me what's wrong..."
"No, Carly. I can't!"
"Yes you can, Sam!" Carly smiled sneakily.
"I have turkey bacon..."
"Really?" Sam shot straight up. "Where? Give it to Momma!"
"I'll give it to you if you tell me why you're upset!"
Sam slumped down.
"You drive a hard deal, Shay. But no."
Carly frowned. This was so...un-Sam.
"Wow...you're not accepting free food? This really must be serious."
"It IS!"
"Sam..you can tell me."
"You'll be upset," Sam protested, on the verge of tears.
"I won't. I swear I won't." As Carly said this, she realized how fragile Sam looked. Like a child. Right then and there, she promised herself that no matter what Sam told her, she wouldn't be upset.
...
10:15 P.M.- Sam took a shuddery breath.
"Well...I came to Groovy Smoothie, and I saw you and Freddie dancing."
"So?"
"So...I...I love Freddie."
"Love? Don't you mean 'like'?"
"No..no. It's love. I'm sure of it. I've never felt the same way about anyone else before. Carly, I'm so sorry!"
Carly, confused, asked, "For what? Sam, you did nothing wrong!"
"But..you two..."
"We were dancing, Sam! Not making out on a couch! Do you even know why I left Groovy Smoothie?"
"Why?"
"Because I felt guilty. I felt like I was dancing with my own brother, that's why! It felt so bad. Freddie and I are so bad for each other. You and Freddie are so right."
"What if he doesn't like me back?"
"With the way he looks at you? Trust me, Sam, he likes you. I wasn't the only one who wasn't into that dance."
"Really? You're not just saying that?"
"Really, Sam."
"Thanks...where is he?"
"He's still at Groovy Smoothie. He's leaving by 11, I think. He doesn't want to go home yet."
"Well, I wouldn't want to go home either, if I had his nut-job mom."
"Sam!"
"You know it's true!"
The girls laughed, and a real smile appeared on Sam's face.
"so, Sam..do you want to go to Freddie and-"
"No. Not yet. Can we just...stay, for a moment?"
Carly smiled.
"Sure, Sam." She sat down next to Sam.
Both of the girls, next to each other but apart, Carly staring at the darkness and Sam looking down, thinking similar yet totally different thoughts.
...
10: 45 P.M.- Sam looked up. Carly noticed the motion out of the corner of her eye and smiled.
"It's time," she said, laughing to herself, thinking about how this was all-too cliche, something that she expected to see in a movie-not in real life. She got up.
"You ready?" she asked.
Sam looked at her.
"I've been ready," she said.
Carly helped Sam up. They both arrived at Groovy Smoothie. Carly stopped by the door and smiled, while Sam entered.
She sat down with Freddie.
...
11:30 P.M.-Sam and Freddie had been talking. For a really long time. Carly was about to leave, and gave Sam the symbol that she was about to go.
...
12:00 Midnight:Freddie looked at his watch. "Crap, I gotta go. My mom will freak if I'm not home now!"
Sam nodded. "All right," she said.
"Sam? Thanks. I'm glad that you...told me. I didn't know."
"Well, you tell anybody this and I beat you up! I don't care if we like each other, causing you pain is way too good to give up!"
Freddie smiled, and on his way to the door he said,
"I wouldn't have it any other way, Puckett."
...
I hope you liked it! I hope you don't mind that Freddie really wasn't in it-I wanted to focus more on Sam. Sorry that Sam was MAJORLY OOC, but I just wanted to show a different side of Sam, since the only time we've seen her cry was about working. I wanted to show that she could be sensitive as well, along with being a good friend. (Hope that made sense.) I hope you enjoyed the story!
NCIS finale finished! It was SO great! Haha, hoping for some McAbby & Tiva moments in season 8 in the fall-hurry up, season 8! (In case you haven't figured it out by now, I'm a HUGE NCIS fangirl!) Did anyone see the Lost finale? I heard it was really good, but if they all died at the plane crash & sometime after that, then doesn't that mean that Aaron & all the other babies technically aren't real? I'm so confused on that! XD Okay, bye, and remember, RR&R
