Blood Is Thicker Than Water(a seddie/icarly story)

Revenge is better served cold...

After yesturday, Mel and I were so out of breath.

I've never spent that long tidying.

I wonder who'd have messed the place up like that.

I got out of bed and grabbed my towel.

Melanie was sitting on her bed, painting her nails.

I took a glance at her and she looked back.

"Ha, you have to go to school, you have to go to school!" She sang.

I growled as I walked into the bathroom.

The floor had footmarks, made of water, so I knew that Ben and Nathan were already ready.

I slipped into the bath and danced around as the steaming, hot water dripped down me.

I pulled the silver leaver, which had a blue circle on it, a few inches and sighed as the warm drops pattered down.

"Hurry up, Sam. We're gonna be late... wait, what! We're gonna leave you if you don't come down in 15 minutes." Ben shouted.

I jumped out of the bath, dried myself, got dressed and ran down the stairs.

"Will Sam wake it to the door in time? With only 12,11,10 seconds going down... she's making toast? SAM!" Ben loved using his TV host voice.

It used to make me laugh when I was younger.

"I can't leave with an empty stomach!" I replied.

The toaster dinged.

I swiped it and ran to the door.

Within 4 seconds, I grabbed my bag from Nathan and we all ran down the street.

I was at the back of the herd.

I was pretty fast, but those those people were as fast as Usane Bolt! Hehe, just kidding, but they were pretty fast.

I was about a meter behind than and it was hard for me not to get stitches.

"Hurry up, Sam!" Nathan called out.

"I'm trying!"

We were able to zoom right past Freddie and Carly, who had left about five minutes before us.

All I managed to say was, "Hey, guys!"

We made it to school just before the bell rang.

My first class was 'English'.

I had to admit, I'm pretty good at English. I usually get above a B-!

Yes, a B-!

I'm the queen of C's... I really am. But when it comes to Litracy and things like art, PE and physics,I am pretty good.

"Ok, Class. Today we'll be leaning about passive sentences because you guys suck really bad at it." Mrs. Briggs snarled.

She's such a mean, old, sap. Seriously, whoever ends up like her has a whole lot of therapy in their future.

After class, I met up with Carly by our lockers.

"Hey, so watcha doing tonight?" She asked.

"Actalluy, my Aunt Theresa came over and she wants us to spend some time together."

"KK, Samanta." She chuckled.

"Hey, watch it Shay!" She saw that she pissed me off.

I saw Kyle.

He was just staring at me as if I had something on my nose.

I gave him one of my death glares and he quickly looked away.