iHaveSecrets

iImprov

Heyyy! So, part nine, huh? I feel more motivated to do this book now, which is good, but I have to say the last chapter was sloppy. Very sloppy. But there is time for redemption in this chapter, I hope you like it! 

Sam's POV:

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I woke up to a loud beeping sound. It was coming from Carly's phone. 

"Ugh, it's so early!" I whined.

"No it's not, you're just lazy," croaked Carly from the other matress. 

She's one to talk, I thought. She's still laying in bed on her phone! Probably texting Ryan... again. 

I decided to get up. It was my first day at this new fancy school, after all, and I wanted to make a good impression. I ate breakfast and brushed my teeth, and then got out of my white and grey stripy pyjamas and changed into a tight-fitting long sleeved, black shirt and a pair of sage green cargo trousers and black Nike trainers. I combed my hair and put half of it in a bun and left the rest of it out. Just as I finished brushing my hair, my phone buzzed. 

ALARM set for: 07:45 (M, T, W, T, F) - Description - School

I completely forgot that I sent that alarm. It's lucky I did, though, I was about to sit back down and start scrolling on my phone again. I quickly put in my ear buds and started playing my Paramore playlist and left for my first class. I looked down at my schedule.

Improv - 1st Period (8:00 am) - Mr E. Sikowitz

What sort of name is Sikowitz? I asked myself. 

I started towards the classroom; it was pretty easy to find as it was along the same corridor that I was on.  

"AAH!" I screamed as I stepped into the classroom. There was a freakin' homeless guy on the mini stage in front of the class! "What the heck?!"

"Oh, you must be one of the new exchange students! I'm your improv teacher! Erwin Sikowitz, pleasure to make your acquaintance!" He beamed, holding his hand out in front of me. 

Reluctantly, I reached to shake it. Before I even reached his hand, he jerked it back, laughing. 

"Gotcha!" He laughed hysterically. 

"Right..." I walked over to an empty seat in between a goth-ish girl with blue highlights in her hair and a short red-headed one. 

"Hi! I'm Cat!" The red haired girl squealed.

"Uh, hi, I'm Sa-"

"Oh, I know who you are! You're Sam Puckle, from iCarly! I'm a huge fan!" She giggled.

"Ha, huge is an understatement." The girl with highlights grunted on the other side of me.

"Um... thanks? But it's Sam PUCKETT, not Puckle or whatever you said." I remarked.  

"Are you sure?" Cat questioned.

"Mhm, I think I'd know my own name."

"Hmm..."

I turned up the sound of the music I was playing, hoping it would indicate that I didn't feel like talking.

WARNING!

Earbuds are capable of delivering sounds at loud volumes and high pitched tones. Exposure to such sounds can result in permanent hearing loss damage. It is recommended that you lower the volume.

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