My first iCarly fanfic. Please be kind and tell me, if you want me to continue.

I do not own iCarly.

Sam's POV

I broke up with him. I really did. I still can't believe it. Some time had already passed after our break up and I still wasn't able to look him straight in the eyes. He seemed to be pretty all right, in fact he seemed really... relieved? I don't know and maybe I don't want to find out. And there was also that odd moment when we were talking in the school basement, where Gibby wanted to start that restaurant he always dreamed of. Did he mean it that he had a crush on Carly? Did he?

"Earth to Puckett," said a familiar voice. I shook my head and looked up from my phone to see Freddie, looking at me with a smile. It never really bothered me, but he calling me by my last time was kind of strange.

"Yeah, what's up, nub?" I said, trying to hide the pain in my stomach every time I saw him. He opened his laptop and sat down on the bench in our school corridor next to me. Oh God, he wasn't going to show me some of his geek stuff, was he?

"Check this out. The new guy, Daniel, showed me this. I think those effect could really lighten iCarly up. I mean look at the colour spectrum," said Freddie and continued to talk about his ideas, while my mind wandered to the fact that it has been such a long time, since he sat so close to me. It made me nervous.

"It looks actually pretty cool. Have you told Carly yet?" I asked, looking at him.

"Of course, I showed her this right away after Danny told me about it."

Ouch. That was really a clear hit directly in my chest. Unbelievable that Freddie Benson, the nub next door, could make from the usual strong and brave Sam Puckett a little girl with feelings. I shrugged and tried not to stand up and leave him there.

"So, should we give it a try at tomorrow's show?" asked Fredpuss as he turned down his laptop and packed it in his bag, which had stickers from Galaxy Wars.

"Sure, if Carly agrees, I don't see any problem. I gotta go, see you later, Fredifer," I said, punching lightly in his left arm and storming off from the hell called school. I ran down the park to my favourite shop for my favourite ham. I needed to calm down and to be honest, not even Carly can help me with this. I ran to the meat section to pick up my ham. My eyes scanned the huge fridge and my eyes stopped at the last pack of ham, so I ran to it, but someone picked it up before I could.

"Hey, that's mine!" I said, looking up the person, who grabbed it. Wow. It was a tall boy, not older than me with sky blue eyes and hair dyed in a deep blood colour. Such a ridiculous colour and that dude is still looking stunning.

"Oh, you want it? Here, you can have it, I thought no one like this kind of ham like me," said the boy with a smile on his face. He was right, not everyone liked this kind of ham. Carly claimed that it tasted strangely and Freddie didn't even try it.

"Well, thank you," I said, turning my back to him and starting to walk away. But then I felt a grip on my wrist. I looked at him with a surprised look.

"May I know the name of the lady, who I gave up my ham for?" asked the mysterious boy as he glanced at me with kind eyes. He looked really nice for a stranger.

"Sam. Sam Puckett. And yours is?"

"Daniel Rhodes. But just call my Danny please," he said as he let out a laugh. I smiled at him. Not every day happens that you met a person, who is nice, like the same kind of ham like you and isn't a nerd.

"But wait, you are Sam? Like the Sam from iCarly?!" said Danny shocked, looking at me with wide eyes. Oh yeah, the webcast. Just idiots haven't seen iCarly, so no surprise that he recognized me.

"Yup, like Sam from iCarly."

"Awesome! I'm really a huge fan of your show," said Danny, smiling maybe even brighter than before. It was always somehow nice to meet fans from iCarly. I looked down at my watch to see it was five minutes before 4. Crap. I promised Carly that I would be at four at her place to discuss some things for iCarly.

"Look, Danny. It was really nice meeting you, but I got to go. I see you around."

"Yeah, see you," he said. I paid for my ham and sprinted to Bushwell Plaza to Carly and Spencer's apartment. As I knocked on the door, the Benson's door opened to reveal Freddie behind them. I didn't even need to turn around to know it's him. I have grown to sense his presence without even seeing him. I know it sounds weird, but we Pucketts might not really be a family you would call normal.

"Hi, Sam," he said. I froze. He literally said 2 words and it made me feel odd again. I clenched my fist and broke the door open since Carly either Spencer didn't bother to open them. I walked in and lied down on the couch and turned to TV on with the remote on the table.

"Sorry, I was upstairs, so I didn't hear the bell," said Carly after she came downstairs and saw me and Freddie in the living room.

"Nevermind," I said and sat up to go with Carly and Freddie up to the studio to finish the Saturday's show. I was walking and looked at Freddie, who followed Carly like a lost puppy. I should be over it, but the blood in my veins still started to boil. As Freddie was installing that spectrum-thingy he showed me, my phone rang. I pulled it out and looked at it. It was a message from Gibby.

Hello, everybody!

There's going to be a party next weekend at my place. Grab a date (I won't let you in without a date. JK) and invite all people you know. Because you know how it goes, the more the merrier! -Gib

"Guys, did you also get the invite to Gibby's party?" I asked, looking up at Carly and Freddie.

"Yeah, just came into my mail," said Freddie and Carly nodded.

"So any thoughts on dates?" asked Carly, looking at me and Fredward. I shook my head in disagreement, but Freddie just had a grin on his face. What was so funny, Benson!

"Well, I think I know, who I'm going to ask," said Freddie. My heart skipped a beat. Did that nub already put his eyes on someone else, while I almost went gaga after our break-up?

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