Icarly Samantha Puckett Novels & Stories

The driver shut the door and turned around to get into the Driver's seat. "Take me to 'RICARDO International", I said to him. He nodded and started the car. I picked up my phone and decided to explore my social media accounts for the first time in a while. I stumbled upon a couple of weird things as I was exploring it, viewing other celebrities like me. I was slowly drifting to stumbling upon the accounts of celebrities that I could work with. I raised my head after a few minutes as the driver drove past Mr. John Hawthorn's company. Samantha was going to be in it already. I could go in and help her out with whatever she needed but she had to do a few things on her own.

I furrow my eyebrows when I see that his eyes are fixate on something, as he sings the whole time. Itching my head foward, I see that it's the photo of one of our nostorious school's jock, Percy Parker on his laptop. Percy Parker is the best friend of Tristan, in the same football team with him, and the nephew of principal Ambers. Aside that, he has a bad reputation and is LAHS number one male horn dog. At that, my brain properly aligns that Sam has a great crush on him. Holy Fuck! Sam is gay! He pauses and turns around, as if sensing being watched. But I'm quick to hide at the back of the door.

When she saw them coming downstairs, she said, “Chubbs, Reiss? You’re the ones Adrian said were going to be here?” Chuck said, “You’re back, Sam.” Meanwhile, Reiss said, “We’re really sorry for bothering you again, Sam.” Samantha merely smiled and asked when she saw Vivian, “And you are?” Vivian walked over and reached out her hand, “You must be Samantha. Hello, my name is Vivian Arce.” Samantha shook Vivian’s hand. “She’s our former homeroom teacher, Sam.” Chuck introduced them. “Hello, Ms. Vivian.”

“Oh, we don’t know who yet, but it’s definitely going to be a rich man’s daughter, right Bettie?” “Of course. That’s what always happens in the end. The rich marry the rich, and they get richer.” “I… I need to go.” “Already? I thought you might want to chill with us for a while,” Leah said, her tone disappointed. “Sorry, I have work to do.” Samantha forced a smile that didn’t reach her eyes and exited the kitchen, forgetting the tea she came for. Back in her office, Samantha searched her handbag for her phone. Seeing no calls or message notifications, she let out a sigh of relief. She tossed her phone aside, opened her MacBook, and saw the trending topic on her browser.

I smirk as I see him again, following around the same girl as the last time he was here, a teenager with her hair dyed a deep purple. “She works in the daycare part-time.” Samantha whispered to me. “She is only 17 years old but she has already graduated high school. She is very smart and is pursuing a job in early child development.” “So you figured it out too, huh.” I chuckle. “How long will he be stuck in limbo?” “She turns 18 in February.” Samantha laughed as Penny ran past us, Nick on her heels. “Alpha!” One of the other pups yelled as he grabbed her hand. “Come play with us!” He cheered as he pulled her away. I chuckled to myself as she turned to me laughing as she was drug away. Damn t

“I had so much fun," Cherry. Samantha said to our new friend, whom we call Sam or Sammy, that we met her at Church camp. “I am going to miss you, girls. They all hugged each other." “We're going to miss you too, Sammy," they all cried. They were chatting before Sammy went back to North Carolina; she only lives a half-hour away from us." “You make sure you FaceTime us. We said,” to Sammy.” We had tears in our eyes. “Oh, I will you sexy bitches!" Sammy said.” Shh... we're in church camp, I told her. “Oops...Sammy says.”

"I'd lost my virginity!" Samantha shouts in frustration at best friend, Evelyn. She paces back and forth, already cursing the man who ruined her life. "Wait, alright? Calm down, Sam..." "Do not panic. Tell me first, do you know the man's name? How old is he?" Samantha stops pacing. "Is he single? Do you remember his name or even know his number?" Evelyn raises her eyebrow. And Samantha sat down next to her as she dramatically drops her head in her hands

Arya: 3 years later, The chiming of the doorbell makes me sigh in relief, grabbing my purse from the kitchen counter, I dash towards the door, flinging it open to reveal my older sister, Samantha. “Thank goodness you are here; the babysitter cancelling at the last minute had me almost crying.” I tell her as she steps into the room. “I have a night shift, and I can never resist spending time with my favorite niece.” My older sister, Samantha works as a chief doctor in a hospital near Manhattan.

Free to flirt with anyone. “I’m with a friend, Sam. You’re acting rude.” Sam pouts and turns her eyes to me. “Your taste has changed. She’s cute though. Hi, I’m Sammy Cooper. You are?” she brought a hand out for me to shake. I slowly held it. “Esmarie Cruz.” “Hmm, are you the girl who fainted in front of the pack?” I wince out of embarrassment. “Yeah, that’s me.” “Ah, what are you doing here without your children? I’m not wrong, right? You did have kids right?”

I ended the call, that is, if she'd really come as she just said she would. "Hey," Samantha appeared from nowhere. I nearly jumped out of my skin. “What's got you so scared?” The biggest revelation that got me uneasy was that Samuel was in fact a girl, rather. His twin sister has been pretending to be him. She refused to tell me the reason for her actions, only that she loves hockey. I could tell there was more to it though, but I believe she'd open up on her own eventually. “I'm not scared; I just didn't see you there.”