iMakeover (an iCarly Story)

14. Secrets and Gold Lockets

UNEDITED.

This chapter is dedicated to @osnapitzyzzy for the funny comment(: Thank for making me laugh!!

NOTE: @purple_elevators is writing a seddie story too. She's new and just started on Wattpad and has only published the first chapter so far but the story has potential and I think it's going to be excellent. Go read it after this if you want more Seddie goodness!!

Freddie's POV
6:34 am

I wake up, blinking sleepily at the ceiling and then close my eyes again. I'm exhausted.
I should probably get up, I think to myself.
I stand up, sighing, and try to walk to the bathroom without opening my eyes again. A few seconds later, I gracefully walk into the door, slamming my face into the hard wooden frame.
"Ow, god dammit," I mutter angrily, stumbling and falling back down on the bed. I lay there for a minute then roll over and sigh.
Oh well. I tried.

. . . . . . . . . 40 minutes later . . . . . . . . . .

"Freddie!" What are you doing still in bed? Are you sick? Do you need me to call an ambulance?"
I'm confused.
"Mom, why are you home? You're not supposed to be back till Monday," I ask, my eyes still shut. Mom's voice sounds funny.
"Do I look like your mother?" A voice exclaims.
My eyes fly open and I try to jump out of bed, but trip and fall, landing on the floor at Carly's feet.
"What are you doing still in bed?"
"I'm not still in bed anymore," I mumble into the carpet. I begin to raise my body of the floor and stand up.
"Don't get smart with me, young man!!" She smacks me in the back of the head, causing me to fall back down.
Disoriented, I try to stand back up, looking at the girl to make sure I'm not going to get hit again.
"Are you sure you're not my mother?" I ask sarcastically.
She glares and pushes me a little.
"Rude!"
"Whoa!" I stumble and knock into something behind me.
"Ahh!"
I fall and land on something small.
Oomph," it says.
I flip over and stare into ocean blue eyes.
"Get. Off." Her tone is firm and steely but she won't look me in the eye. She has a funny look on her face.
"Sorry," I lift off of her in a push up, my biceps flexing. I glance down and pause. Sam's face is in flames and she's biting her lip.
That's when Carly steps out to see what happened.
She stops and just stares. Her mouth opens and then closes and repeats the action two more times.
Finally she just shakes her head and walks away.
"I'm not even going to ask," she murmurs, rubbing her temples as she heads for my living room.
Sam raises a brow at me and I just look away, blushing.
I roll off her and stand up, reaching down and grabbing her hands, pulling her to her feet. She bumps into my chest gently and I immediately jump back slightly in habit. It's usually not too good an idea to get close to the cute little blonde demon. She bites. And punches. And kicks. And stabs people in the eyes with forks just for not knowing the damn time.
Wait, why do I like her again?
I look over at her and she yawns, making a tiny high pitched squeak that is now one of the cutest sounds I've ever heard in my life. She rubs her eyes sleepily.
Oh right, that's why.
I smile and she sticks her tongue out at me.
"Don't look at me like that," she snarls.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I say nonchalantly.
And then I'm on the floor again.
Sam leans down and whispers in my ear, "You might be stronger now, but that doesn't mean I don't still have some charm up my sleeve for when I need it."
I grumble into the carpet.
"Ow, what is this, Injure Freddie Day?" I complain to the floor.
"Get used to babe," she tells me, before sashaying out. Is she trying to kill me?
I stare after her. Unbelievable.
And why when she called me 'babe' did I get a warm feeling in my chest? I know she was only being her normal sarcastic self. She didn't mean it like I wished she did. If only. I lay there for a few more minutes and just think, mostly about Sam but some other stuff too, like.....yeah, basically just Sam.
"Freddie, we need to leave for school in like five minutes! Are you almost ready?!" Carly yells to me from the living room.
Oh crap! I totally forgot about school!
"Uhh," I say.
Carly walks back in and just stares when she sees me still on the floor in only my boxers.
I stand up.
"Hey," I say weakly.
"You need to be ready like, now!" she freaks out.
Sam walks back in.
"Calm down Carls, I got this." She looks me up and down, smiles funny, and then looks back up into my eyes.
Grabbing my arm, she pulls me into the bathroom.
"You have three minutes to shower. Get to it."
She leaves, after glancing at me again appreciatively and I feel a little flattered. I flex in the mirror after she's gone and smile. Those workouts at the gym have definitely paid off if those glances from Sam are what I think they are. I'm pleased. I started them for her anyway so I'd be able to overpower her. She would never date a weak little nub. Not that I think she'd date me now but at least now there's nothing else I can do but try to wiggle my way into her heart. And pray for a miracle since that's an impossibility. Whatever. I'm losing my train of thought. What was I doing in here again?
"Benson, hurry up!" Sam yells.
Oh, right. Showering.
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