Icarly Samantha Puckett Novels & Stories

My brain created a false voice for my birth father to echo the name in my ears over and over. My mind was so fixated on recollecting E’s letter that I didn’t even realise that my classmate had arrived beside me. ‘Hi there!’ A chirpy voice exclaimed, ‘Are you new here?’ My attention went to the chirpy-voiced girl. I smiled, ‘Yeah I am. I’m Amelia,’ I held out my hand. ‘Samantha Wilk,’ she shook my hand, grinning, ‘but please, call me Sammy.’ She took a seat next to me and pulled out her notebook and a pencil case, ‘So what are you?’

“Hi, I’m Ivy.” So far, so good. I looked at the other girl in the room. She was lying on her bed, scrolling through her phone. She was wearing earbuds and only gave me a single glance when I walked in, showing no interest in introducing herself to me. “That’s Becky,” Samantha whispered to me. “She is the daughter of the Alpha of the White Fang Pack. Don’t take it personally, she is usually aloof.” I nodded with a smile. Good for her. An aloof attitude was just fine with me. It was easier to live with an aloof person than an annoying one.

Taking the card, she read the card. “Who is AP?” she asked. “Hehe i-is back!” Abigail breathed shakily. Samantha’s eyes widened in shock. AP means…. Austin Parker! God! Wasn’t her life going well? Why does she need to face the storms again? “This might be a prank! Let’s have breakfast and leave for work,” Samantha said as she took the fallen bouquet and the card, she dumped them in the dustbin. Samantha was now worried. Abigail was shaken now. She couldn’t work in this condition.

Her voice was smooth, dripping with something I couldn’t quite place yet. I tilted my head, feigning curiosity. “That’s what they call me.” She chuckled, eyes scanning me from head to toe. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” I arched a brow. “Oh? Can’t say the same about you.” “Sam.” She extended a perfectly manicured hand, her nails painted deep red. “Samantha Brooks.” I didn’t shake her hand. Instead, I folded my arms across my chest, keeping my expression unreadable. “Cool. Should I be flattered you’ve heard about me, or should I be worried?”

It surprised me when Jeremy mentioned he was a werewolf, but it didn’t surprise me at all with Samantha. I felt a strange connection to her, and although I couldn’t feel my wolf Asta right now, I could sense that Samantha would be a strong werewolf when she received her wolf. That also worried me, because what if Samantha noticed I was like her, but didn’t have a wolf? Suddenly nervous, I made my way toward the back of the room to sit at the desk beside Samantha. “Hi! As you know, my name is Samantha Mora, but my friends and family call me Sammy. I am seventeen, and I heard all about you! I already knew we would become friends!” Sammy’s enthusiasm startled me, and I nearly missed the chair w

He drawled and Sam blushed furiously. “I’m sorry, I was just in a rush to go join my family waiting for me.” “It’s fine really. Besides this is the most interesting thing that has happened to me on this beach today, he smirked. “My name is Xavier.” Sam smiled and ran her hand through her hair. “I’m Samantha.” “You are in a rush right? Could I get your number? Maybe we can go grab some iced coffee or something later?” Sam frowned slightly. “I wish that could work out but I’m leaving town tomorrow, college.” She added the last bit to clarify.

Samantha ominously smirked amidst the continued clamor of confusion among the media. "Yes, a Wright. Oh, I forgot to mention it. Anyway, she's Doctor Abigail Marie Sandoval-Wright. My dear brave Lucy's wife. My favorite nephew. But please don't tell the others that CEO Lucas Alexander is my favorite" With an index on her lips, she comically whispered in the microphone. "We will pretend we didn't hear that again Aunt Sam" Lissie giggles while the rest shakes their heads in amusement. "Yes, Lissie doll, it's a secret you must not know" Samantha casually responded.

Firash winked at Meredith, but she just rolled her eyes again and brushed him off. "Hi, Meredith." "Not a big talker, eh?" Firash interjected. Ellie shook her head. "No problem, here comes Sam and she could talk a unicorn into becoming a mermaid," Firash noted as a bubbly redhead sat next to Meredith. "Oh my gosh, you're Elizabeth Carter! I'm Sam! Well, actually I'm Samantha, but everyone calls me Sam." "How do you know who I am?" Elizabeth asked in surprise.

Nick's POV After dancing with Amelia we come down from dance floor and walked towards our table. Max, sam and Alex were already waiting for us there.. We took our seat. And those stupid smirked at us. Specially on me.. "Someone were so jealous little ago" Sam speaks up smirking at me.. "Jealous!! I thought someone was burning" Alex speaks up.. "Shut up guys and heave your meal silently" I told them irritatingly.. Sam giggled at me then looked at Amelia and speaks up," Hi. I am Samaria William. Max's fiancee. I must say you were rock at ramp. I thought you are a model but Max told me you are not. Truly you were too amazing"

Samantha Peterson, Head Cheerleader, Queen of sluts, Master of foul words and daughter of the Law representative of our distinguished school. "Hey... Look who just walked in Ugly and the minions" AJ mocked. "Hello Peterson" I greeted coldly. "Anderson" She replied with the same cold shoulder. "Didn't think you'd make it to senior year, given the airbag you call a brain still functioned, or did you seduce the entire Exam committee this time" I said as my friends oohed behind me. "Well I guess you've finally taken notice of what killer features I have, unlike some people" Samantha said in her cheer uniform that was so short, it had to be illegal.