This Chap is longer than the first I think, but just to let you know I added a lil of Sam's pov. So N'Joy™.

I own none of iCArly Dan does not Boa

iVisit the Caribbean:

Chapter Two: iDon't Know

Freddie's pov:

"Now make up with a hug and kiss." Carly smiled rocking from side to side kind of reminding of the stupid cowgirl who always mistakes that cowboy for what he's not.

Is she serious? Probably is.

"Sorry." Sam and I mumbled hugging each other, and then Sam kissed me taking me a little by surprise… okay a lot by surprise. I felt my cheeks heating up and stood there a bit… okay more like really shocked. Carly was staring shocked out of her wits at what just happened.

"Not what I meant, but okay." She squeaked walking backwards and bumping into the coffee table," I'll go tell Spencer we're ready to go."

And at that she took an abrupt turn and ran up the stairs screaming for Spencer. She's probably freaking out by now, who wouldn't I am and Sam, the deed doer, just sat there on the coach with her feet on the coffee table flipping channels. For a moment I just stood there with two fingers on my lip the effects of Sam's lips still engraved there plaguing me. I felt my cheeks heat up even more from just thinking about what happened, which just leads to the question that would float through anyone's head when their frienemy just kissed them, why?

"Dude, would you sit down you're distracting me from the T.V." Sam voiced breaking me out of my thoughts. If I wasn't so shocked right now I would have said something but we probably would have start fighting again and someone might get hurt, most likely me and Sam would be to peeved to answer the question I was about to ask. I licked my lips. They tasted like fat cakes, like Sam. UGGGHH! WHAT THE HELL IS GING ON WITH ME!

I sat on the coach next to her making sure there was enough space between us before I asked.

"Sam."

"Yes, Fredwart."

"Can I ask you something?"

"No, I haven't seen you're pear pad."

"What?"

"Nothing1 You said you wanted to ask me something?"

"Uh, yeah." I answered a bit confused at why she changed subjects so fast and to top it off, she wasn't even paying me any attention, just flipping channels most likely looking for something violent to look at.

"Sam, why did you do it?"

"Do what?" She yawned.

Am I that insignificant? Geez why do I all of a sudden car if I'm important to her or not.

"I don't Know." a little voice in my head answered. This kind of got me mad.

"You know what happened!" I snapped watching her flip through the channels. She rolled her eyes and continued flipping not answering my question.

"Sam." I called, she ignored me. Furiously I grabbed the remote from her hand.

'What the hell, Benson!' she growled grabbing at the remote, but I was quicker. I leapt of the sofa and ran to the window and in one swift movement pushed it open and out went the remote.

"Why did you do that?"

"Because I want you're undivided attention so you can tell me what up with that kiss!"

She frowned defiantly then turned away and made her way to the computer. I followed close behind shadowing her knowing that she would get annoyed and face me and do something about it.

"Stop tailing me."

"Not until you tell me what's with that kiss."

She groaned squeezing the mouse and slide of the stool to leave, but I blocked her.

"Look, you kissed me very unexpectedly and I would like to know why you did it?"

"Because Carly said to." She growled.

"Oh, I highly doubt that." I remarked leaning in so I could look her in her eyes. Brown battled blue neither wanting to lose.

What is wrong with this picture?

"I don't know." The little voice echoed.

She put on her most sinister glare, "You know I can easily punch in the gut right now."

"But you're not; I'm guessing you're too scared."

Then she did it, what she promised, she punched me in the gut."

"OW!" I moaned.

"Went too far, Benson." The little voice smirked. Who the heck is that

"I don't know."

Damned voice.

"You're pain excites me." She smirked stepping away from me, "I would stay to "chit chat", but I need to take a waz."

And then she was gone leaving me in pain and still without an answer, damn it.

Sam's pov:

As soon as I was out of sight I dashed up the stairs into Carly's room and into the bathroom. No one knocked on the door so I guessed she was not there, I'm too lazy to check."

What the hell just happened to me running away from a good opportunity to beat down on Freddork while Carly, his guardian angel, wasn't around?

"I don't know." Some creepy voice sighed in my head. Okay I am going to ignore that. Then that brings me back to the question that he asked me, why did I kiss him?

My excuse earlier was because Carly said to, but the more I think of it the more I'm beginning to believe that I did it because I wanted to. UGH! I can't believe I'm thinking of Benson in that way. Why the hell is this happening, I'm so busy fighting with the dork that I forget my best friend's birthday and fell for dork face at the same time this sucks.

"Why does it have to be me?" I groaned into a towel I grabbed of the rack.

"I don't know." That creepy voice sighed with no emotion

Seriously I think I'll have to check myself into an asylum.

This is the end of this chapter and I really hope that you like it . Thanks to that 1 person who added me to their alerts, you just made a happy Boa. So you know what to do ppl, review, addd to favs, alerts whatever, I'll be back with more hopefully. If you have any ideas go ahead and tell me in the reviews, and if you want a wacky fan fic go ahead and say it, I don't bite, not hard that is. Air hugs and Kisses™.