Chapter One (I don't want to go).

Throughout their senior year, Sam and Freddie became close friends; closer then they realized. Neither of them really saw each other more than regular friends who seemed to fight over nothing. With college looming over their heads, both Sam and Freddie are forced to deal with the friendship they now enjoy, may be coming to an end in the fall. Will their friendship grow into something more, or will it fade as they go their separate ways to start their new lives. Seddie. I don't own icarly…..

It was the start of the day, and Sam and Carly were standing in their usual spot; in front of their lockers; arguing.

"Sam…you really need to consider it. You never know, you might enjoy it." Carly argued.

"How do you know? I don't exactly enjoy it now, and I'm pretty sure paying for it won't make it more appealing." Sam said feeling more irritated as Carly relentlessly tried to get Sam to consider it.

"Sam…College will give you an edge when it comes time to get a job. And besides, you're grades have improved over the last year; thanks to Freddie helping you. I think you'll do fine." Carly explained; refusing to give up.

Before Carly could continue her questions and lectures, Freddie came up from behind them.

"Hello chica's…whatcha talking about?" He asked unaware of the argument that was going on.

"You mean arguing about." Carly spat out of frustration.

Sam was just about at the point where; even though Carly was trying to be helpful, it was pissing her off.

"What are you guys arguing about?" Freddie asked.

"You know what Carl's…I'm done talking about it." Sam said as she left; completely ignoring Freddie's question.

Sam slammed her locker shut, and walked off; refusing to say another word.

College was a touchy subject for Sam. She never viewed herself as the college kid type; much less seeing herself being able to get accepted by one.

"What's the matter with Sam? And what were you two arguing about that made her that mad?" Freddie asked.

"We were talking about Sam going to college. For some reason, she doesn't think she needs to go to college." Carly explained.

"Who says she has to?" Freddie asked.

"Whose side are you on? Don't you agree with me?"

"Yes…but you know Sam. The more you push, the more she digs her heels in. I think you should just drop the subject all together. I'm sure Sam will decide to go, but she just needs a little time to think about it, and you pushing it on her isn't helping." Freddie explained.

Before Carly could argue the fact further with Freddie, the bell rang; indicating the start of class.

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Sam walked through the door of Mr. Howard's classroom; making her way to one of the empty seats; dropping her bag onto the floor. Sam sat there stewing about her argument with Carly; trying to understand why Carly was being so persistent; unwilling to see her side of it, when Freddie walked into the room taking a seat behind her.

"What's up Sam?" He asked.

"Did Carly ask you to talk to me about college? Because if that's what you're going to say, you can save your breath." She warned; still irritated.

"No…just saying hi…that's all." He said plainly.

"Good, because it won't go well for you if you try." She said.

"Hey Sam…"

"What…?"

"Want to go to the Groovy Smoothie after school?" Freddie asked; knowing she probably needed to talk.

Sam thought about it a few moments, and then answered.

"You buying…?"

"Don't I always…?" He asked.

"Smart boy. Okay Fred bag, as long as you're paying." She said feeling a little more calm.

"Is Carly going with?" She asked.

"No…She said something about helping Gibby…don't ask me…I don't know." He said.

Sam and Freddie met each other at the end of school on the steps in front of the school.

"Ready to get your smoothie on…?" Freddie asked as he adjusted his book bag.

"Is a frog's butt water tight?"

"Yes…"

"Then I'm ready." She said as she made her way down the steps.

Sam and Freddie made their way to the Groovy Smoothie; bantering back and forth; getting into some of their usual arguments; as they usually did. Sam and Freddie seemed to be spending more and more time alone without Carly than they used to. They didn't notice it; because they were too busy enjoying making fun of each other to even notice. As they entered, the both of them did their usual ritual; Freddie getting the smoothies, as Sam found an empty table to sit at. When Freddie made it to where Sam was now sitting, he handed her a smoothie, and sat down. Sam took the smoothie; took a sip; with a perplexed look on her face.

"Want to talk about it?" Freddie asked; knowing her well enough that he knew there was something she wanted to say.

Sam didn't answer right away. She just sat there nursing her smoothie; seemingly in deep thought. Just as Freddie was about to ask again, Sam asked him a question.

"Freddie can I ask you a question?"

"You just did." He said smartly.

"I can juuuuussssst smack you." She said with her head cocked to one side; eyes narrowed, and not in the mood for his lame joke.

"Okay…okay…I'm listening." He said as he put his hands in the air.

Freddie grabbed his smoothie with both hands; resting his elbows on the table, and waited to hear her question.

"Why does everybody think I need to go to college? And why can't they just mind their own business? (Referring to Carly)." She asked; starting to feel a little confused and unsure of things.

"They care about you Sam…I care about you." He said.

"So you're going to start lecturing me too?"

"No…I think you should do what you feel is best for you." He said as he took a quick sip of his smoothie, and then continued.

"I will tell you this…You're the only one who can make that decision; no matter what Carly or I think. You still have the final say." He explained; waiting on a response from her.

Sam sat there speechless. She had expected the tech nerd to tell her she needed to go to college, but instead he placed the ball in her court; making her think. Sam gazed at Freddie momentarily. She could see there was something different; something that comforted her. At that moment, Sam was starting to notice things about him. She didn't say any more about college, and neither did he, and she appreciated it. Sam sipped down the rest of her smoothie, and then looked over at Freddie.

"Ready to go Nub…I have homework to finish before tomorrow?" Sam asked.

"I still have a hard time getting used to the Sam Puckett that does her homework."

"Yeah, well I figured doing homework was less painful than dealing with Mr. Howard another year." She said.

"Wise decision." Freddie agreed.

The two of them spent about another half hour discussing random things. Nothing in particular, just usual friendly arguments.

"Can I walk you home Princess?" Freddie asked.

Sam gave him curious look. He had never asked to walk her back to her house before, and she didn't know how to take it. Sam sat there a few moments; pondering the question, and then agreed.

"Sure Nub Master. I need someone to hold my bag anyway. Mama's feeling a little tired." She joked; hoping the humor would distract her from thinking about what Freddie was up to.

"And what makes you think I'm going to carry your bag for you?" Freddie asked.

"Because that's what gentleman do for ladies." She said.

"I would if there was a lady present, but there's only you." He said smartly.

"Well, then I guess you'll feel better about me whooping your ass since I'm not a lady?" Sam asked sarcastically.

Sam stepped in from of Freddie; making him stop. Freddie knew right then and there he was on the verge of getting a famous Puckett ass whooping.

"Oh! You mean you're school bag…I'd be happy to." He said as he reached out cautiously to grab her bag.

"Smart move Nub. I knew you were smarter than you looked." She said as she once again headed towards her house.

Freddie rolled his eyes as he slung Sam's bag over his shoulder.

Okay…new story. Not that long of a chapter. But I like to get a feel on how people are going to react to it before I dive too deep into it. Enjoy the ride, and hope it is as much fun to read as it was writing it. Review…review…review!