ICarly – This story takes place when the crew is in high school and Carly, Sam, and Freddie are now seventeen and things are changing for the friends that could make them grow apart or closer together. Carly is very popular and has a new group of friends that do not accept Sam. Sam came out of the closet over the summer and is dating a girl Carly hates. Freddie made the baseball team the previous year and surprised everyone, including his friends, with his skill and talent and is dating one of the prettiest and wealthiest girls in school. The ICarly web show ended the previous year when the three found separate lives. Can the friendship they established years ago survive? Will there be more that friendship among them? Read and find out.

Rated "M" for language and mature sexual content.

Story written with three POV's…not to confusing I hope.

I of course do not own ICarly or the characters etc…but the new character Amber St Clair is all me!

ICarly No More?

Chapter 1 - Breakfast

Sam walked through her bathroom door and stepped into her bedroom. She smiled at how clean the room was. Her girlfriend was a neat freak and always kept the room clean and in order as she did for the rest of the housel. It took a while to get used to, but once she did Sam liked it clean. The seventeen year old made her way to the mirror and dropped her towel. She looked at herself. She frowned a little. She never was one to be comfortable with her own looks. People told her she was pretty, but she never saw that. What she was was a girl that stood five five with long curly dirty blonde hair, she saw perky small breasts with light brown nipples and natural light tan skin (which really bronzed nicely in the summer time). Her smile widened at her tan lines, she found those to be sexy and so did her lover. Her face was pretty or so she was always told but she thought her nose was too small. Sam looked at her stomach and smiled, well there are three things I like about myself. I have a nice flat stomach with nice abs (hell two hundred sit ups every morning I they had better be tight and defined) and yeah my eyes are awesome blue. The blonde turned her body sideways but kept her eyes focused on the mirror, Damn I have a killer ass! She smiled as she pulled up her panties. After she hooked her bra she turned to her bed and tossed her wet towel to the lump in her bed.

"Get up, lazy! First day of school and all so hurry up! We have about two hours before we leave and I'm hungry so you need to fix us breakfast too." Sam said to the lump.

A groan came from the lump and then the blankets were thrown back to reveal a girl with jet black hair and a very pretty pale heart shaped face that had light freckles across her nose. Her eyes a brilliant shade of emerald green that sparkled even in their sleepy state. When the girl sat up her dark hair fell down her shoulders and one could make out the crimson streaks mixed in her black hair.

"Argh! I hate mornings. Why are you so cheerful this morning? You are the one who normally is sleeping late." The girl said in a soft musical voice as she tossed the blanket and sheets off her; revealing her naked body. Her skin on her body the same alabaster as her face, her breasts were very small but well shaped, and tipped by rose colored nipples. Her pubic area was completely bare of any hair. She stretched her small thin frame with her arms lifted above her head and let out a little squeak when she yawned. The girl looked up seductively at Sam.

"Since you seem to have all this energy this morning, why not come back to bed and use it on me? We can be late for the first day!"

Sam looked at her and the girl's seductive smile turned into a frown. She knew that look and she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. She turned when she reached to door and stuck out her tongue behind the other girl's back. "Grumpy." She called and shut and then locked the door as Sam threw one of her sneakers.

"Just hurry the fuck up, Amber!" Sam yelled at the door.

Amber turned on the water and got in the shower. As she washed her body she wandered why her lover Sam got up early. It was very unlike Sam to get up before her and very unlike the blonde to be ready before her and then to actually want to go to school. Wow, that was very strange. Amber thought of her girlfriend as she washed her face.

To her, and a whole hell of a lot of other people, Sam was very pretty and ever so sexy. She came out of the closet this past spring when she told a select few at school she was gay, and of course they in turn told others etc etc (which is what Sam wanted). That caused a lot of problems for the girl. She got ridiculed at school something awful. She of course was not the only lesbian or even bi sexual girl at school who was out, Amber was one herself (bi-sexual but preferred girls over boys a great deal) and that was not a secret ever since two years ago when she was fourteen. When Sam came out, Amber was one of the first to jump in the line to date her. She was not the first girl Sam dated or was intimate with but she was the last so far. Sam was not a virgin with girls or even boys when they started dating, but her past "relationships" never lasted long. From what Amber found out, Sam was not the easiest person to be involved with. The girl had some anger issues and the things she did sexually her past lovers found strange but…well they suited Amber perfectly. What caused Sam the most problems through were her friends. The girl constantly got into trouble at school and committed some pranks that were borderline criminal but regardless of that she was very popular...until she came out. Her popularity was in large part do to the web show her and her friend Carly had at one time. Which brought up another reason Sam had it rough when she came out, Carly Shay!

Carly Shay was...well Carly Shay. She was tall, the most beautiful girl in school, graceful, popular (being a cheerleader this year helped her popularity) hung around the cool crowd, a saint, and well… straight. Carly had been Sam's best friend for ages and the two were inseparable at one time, but when Sam told Carly she was gay, Carly did not take it well and the two had not spoken all summer. Carly's friends were the worst when it came to making fun of Sam. And that hurt Sam the most when Carly did nothing to defend her (very unsaintly like for Carly Shay). Amber thought about her lover and the sadness she must feel having someone as close to her as Carly had been reject her. Sam loved Carly even if she kept denying it. Amber knew it and it bothered her sometimes since she was totally in love with Sam. She did not know if Sam's love extended beyond friendship or not, but she knew a love was there. That was a terrible blow to the blonde girl. Amber was washing her shoulder length hair when she stopped and her eyes flew open wide. She screamed as the shampoo stung her when it dripped in her eyes, but also in a revelation.

"That, bitch! That bitch!" She screamed. "That is why she is excited to go to school today! She will see Carly today!" She exclaimed aloud. Amber finished her shower faster than normal. Yeah she was a little jealous…a lot jealous, but she had two things in her favor. One being Carly was straight and the second being if Carly was gay there was no way in the world she would let Sam do the things Amber let the blonde do to her. To say Sam was a freak sexually was an understatement and call what Amber let and even enjoyed Sam what she did to her freakish was also an understatement. The two girls had a very unique relationship that most people would consider perverse. Amber was a willing slave to Sam sexually and non-sexually and she enjoyed it a great deal. Plus Amber had a huge crush on Sam even before the girl came out. She would watch that stupid web show just to see the blonde.

Amber started making up the bed and paused to inhale the sheets. It still smelled of both of them and the sex they had last night. It smelled wonderful to Amber. She picked up Sam's pillow and inhaled the other girl's scent. God, I love you Samantha Puckett. After she finished the bed, she dried her hair, put on her makeup and got dressed. She looked at herself in the mirror. Damn, I'm cute! She thought.

Amber stood only five three and was very petite. She also liked to dress Goth. She was not into all that doom and gloom like most Goth's are, she was too happy go lucky and carefree for that. She just liked the clothes and makeup. Today she wore a black and gray paid skirt whose length would push the school dress code; black thigh highs; blood red, ankle high, leather boots; and a very sexy black overbust corset that buckled in the front with red leather straps (that matched her boots) and black buckles. Amber looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, damn I am cute. Wish I had bigger boobs through, she thought again and giggled. One thing the girl did not lack was confidence in herself. She was not conceded or stuck up by any means; she just knew how others ogled her when she walked the halls of the school. Even the popular boys (and some girls) always watched her when she walked by. And it was not because they thought she was a freak, which most did, but because freak or not they thought she was fucking hot. Her choice of clothes would draw attention, but it was not unusual for her to dress this way. True she pushed the limits at times with the school dress code but she knew how far to go. She touched up her black eyeliner and put on her black lipstick and then decided to wear her hair up today. Sam liked it since it complemented her long neck and heart shaped face. Amber smiled once more at herself in the mirror, Compete with this Carly Shay. I don't care how hot you look in your cheerleading uniform; I give her what she wants! Amber thought and then walked into the kitchen to help Sam with the breakfast…well cook it actually. Sam was a terrible cook.

Sam was standing by the coffee maker waiting for it to finish brewing and thinking of the first day of school as a senior. She was excited and scared about school for the first time in her life. She would see Carly and that excited her and scared her. Sam had not spoken to Carly since spring break the previous school year when she told the other girl she was gay….

"Carls…I need to tell you something. Something important to me." Sam told Carly when they were packing to go on their trip to Cancun for the break. Sam sat on the bed when Carly smiled at her.

"Wow, must be important. You have been rushing me all morning to hurry and now you take a break." The tall beautiful and perfect girl said.

Sam looked at her feet, "Carls…I…this is hard for me to tell you…" She paused as Carly grabbed her hand in held it tight when she noticed the look on Sam's face. Carly never saw her best friend look so scared. That scared Carly.

"Oh, God, Sam…are you OK…you are beginning to worry me now. Please tell me you are going! Please tell me you are OK! Is it your mom? Did you get into some trouble? Is…is it Nick? I know he broke up with you and all…" The brunette stopped when she heard Sam give a harsh forced laugh.

"Nick! I know he told everyone he dumped me, but I am the one who dumped him! And no I am not in trouble or it is not my mom…its…fuck…I guess the only way to tell you is to tell you. Carly…I'm…I'm gay." Sam blurted out and felt the other girl let go of her hand. Carly jumped to her feet and looked down at her friend.

"Your…your gay? You mean as in lesbian? You…you can't be! I don't believe you…your joking! Good one, Puckett, but we need to finish packing." Carly laughed, a little too fake, and turned to her luggage and placed a folded shirt in her case.

Sam stood up and took a few steps toward her friend, "Carly…I'm not joking. I'm gay." She said softly.

Carly did not turn around and continued to pack. "Oh please, Sam, stop fooling around. I mean you dated Nick for three months and Steve before that so see you cannot be gay. Just hurry or we are going to miss the plane. I am soooo excited about this week. Hey maybe we should get Freddie to pack his equipment and do an ICarly web cast from Cancun. How cool would that be?" Carly kept speaking without turning or stopping her packing.

Sam looked at her for a moment. It was not the response she expected from her long term friend. She really did not know what to expect but to be totally ignored was not it. She was hoping for support and secretly hoping for the other girl to jump into her arms and kiss her. She knew that was a fantasy, but she loved Carly deeply. She always had. Both in friendship and romantically. But to be ignored was not what she planned on. Sam felt anger build inside of her along with sadness.

"Carly Shay, fucking look at me!" Carly turned and she had tears in her eyes. Sam continued, "Yeah I know I dated Steve and Nick and for your information I fucked both of them! But they…they did not satisfy me sexually or non-sexually. I knew for years I was gay, but refused to believe it. I…I met a girl at that coffee shop in Elliott Bay the weekend you and Spencer visited your grandfather and when she kissed me it was…wow! I never felt the way I did with boys as I did when she kissed me! And then…we…we had sex and it was incredible. Carls, I…yeah I'm gay. I need you of all people to know that…to…to understand it and to…to accept it. Fucking look at me! Say something!" Sam screamed with tears in her eyes now when Carly turned around without a word and started packing again.

Carly turned back around after a short pause and had tears running down her cheeks. "Why, Sam? Why do this to me…to us? I…I can't…We were fucking going on vacation together! Why…I…and you had sex! With two boys and a girl! I'm your best friend and you never told me that! Why…oh Sam…I can't do this! You can't be gay! I can't be just…I can't be your friend right now." With that Carly ran out of the room in tears.

Sam stood there for a moment dumbfounded and heartbroken. She knew Carly was not going to jump into her arms and declare her undying love for her, regardless of the fantasy she had to that effect. But for her best friend in the world to reject her like that was all she could take. Sam quickly threw her clothes in her suitcase and left the room, also with tears leaking down her cheeks.

Sam found herself an hour later at a small coffee shop in the bay area thinking of what happened. She was pissed and sad. She ordered a coffee with cream from the waitress without looking up and sat there. The afternoon was still a blur in her mind. She told her best friend she was gay and her best friend in the world said she could not deal with it right now! Some friend! Her thoughts were brought back to the present by a very pleasant musical voice.

"Hey, your Samantha Puckett…we go to the same school." Sam looked up and the first thing she noticed were sparkling green eyes that seemed to pierce her soul. "Yeah, so?" She answered rudely.

"Well…here's your coffee and I'm Amber…Amber St. Clair. You alright? You seem a little sad." The girl said and Sam looked her over as she took the coffee. She immediately thought the girl was cute…very cute even with the unflattering blue uniform slacks and polo shirt. Her hair was pulled up in a pony tail on her head and Sam could make out the occasional red streaks mixed with the black hair. She was very petite and looked like a china doll with her cute heart shaped face and black makeup around her eyes and black lipstick. Sam remembered seeing her in school and had heard the name before. She really did not know her well even if they were in the same grade. They did not hang in the same social clicks and she had heard the girl was very smart and took advance classes so Sam never had a class with her. Her name was always on the honor roles at school. She also heard rumor that Amber St. Clair liked girls and was a freak. Sam was in no mood to talk and was startled a little when the small girl sat down at her table. She eyed the girl in a mean way, but that did not seem to phase the freak as it did anyone else who knew Sam Puckett. Most people would have left right then, but not this strange girl.

"Yeah, I'm ok…so…shouldn't you get to work or something?" Sam snapped.

Amber looked at her watch, "Nope, break time. So, Samantha Puckett, what brings you here and you sure you are ok? You look like you have been crying and I am a good listener if you need to talk. My mother always said that emptying your heart to a stranger can make you feel better. And even if we go to the same school we are really strangers you know?"

Sam was getting angrier, "Well tell you mother she should start minding her own business! I do not want to talk to anyone especially a freak like you."

Amber smiled as if the words did not bother her, "I would love to tell my mother that, Samantha, but she died four year ago in a car accident along with my dad, so that would be impossible." The girl said matter of factly with no anger or sadness in her voice, but when Sam looked up she briefly saw the sparkle go out in the girl's eyes and then it came back. Sam felt a little remorse over her words.

"You know, Amber…I'm sorry about your mom and dad, really I am, but we all got problems so fuck off and leave me alone."

"Yeah me too…being sorry about my parents, not the fucking off thing…they were pretty cool for parents. I live with my older brother now, but he isn't home much since he works on oil rigs. He is in Alaska right now and this summer he's going to Australia for a year or two…pretty cool huh? I sometimes wish he would stay home 'cause it gets lonely at times but he sends me money for the bills and stuff and with my job here I get by very nice. I may quite my job through for the summer. Girls gotta have some fun don't you think?" Amber went on still ignoring Sam's go jump off a cliff and die look.

Sam was glaring at the strange girl when she looked at her watch again and jumped up, "Well breaks over. Nice talking to you Samantha Puckett…and remember what I told you. If you need to talk just find me in school. I would like that…for you to find me in school."

Sam watched the girl walk away with her pony tail bouncing happily. She had two thoughts running in her mind…what a fucking freak and damn that girls got a cute ass.

Two and a half weeks later Sam and Amber were dating and a month after that they were living together in Sam's mother house.

Sam was brought back to the present when the coffee pot stopped dripping. She poured herself a cup of coffee and mixed in some cream and sat at the table while she waited for Amber to get dressed and cook them some breakfast. Sam was not opposed to cooking but did not for two reasons. One being she was a terrible cook and Amber was an awesome one and the second being it was Amber's job. She cooked the food when they ate together and kept the house clean. Sam's thoughts drifted to her sexy girlfriend.

They had been dating ever since last term of school last year and the relationship was a good one for both of them, even if some people would say it was unhealthy. Sam was a dominant lover and Amber was a submissive one so they clicked very well sexually. Sam also like the fact Amber was submissive in other ways, like she enjoyed cleaning the house for them and enjoyed waiting on Sam like a servant at home and sometimes at school. Sam at first thought it was strange, but later she started to enjoy it and got a thrill out of the other girl doing things for her. If Sam wanted her finger nails painted or her toe nails, Amber would do it. If Sam wanted a drink all she had to do was tell Amber to get it and the girl was more than pleased to do so. Sam needed clothes washed, Amber would wash them. Amber never complained…about that. Not that the girl was a door mat. If she got mad, which was rarely, she would argue her point and even won on occasions. There arguments did not last long, but sometimes they could be brutal. Amber was not a nag or a whiney girl (unless she was trying to be on purpose to either seduce Sam or get under her skin) but when she was mad about something she let Sam know. Sam on the other hand had a mean temper. There were occasion when she struck out physically at Amber and slapped the girl who would then lock herself in the bedroom for an hour or so and cry before she came out. It did not happen much especially after Amber learned to read her girlfriend's moods, but it did happen. Sam felt terrible afterwards when her temper cooled down but Amber would tell her it was ok and to forget about it. Amber always spoke her own mind and had her on views on life which often disagreed with her own. No Amber was not a door mat but loved being submissive to Sam. Sam at one time compared her girlfriend to June Cleaver…well except her looks…in the way she waited on her and did things for her. Their relationship at home was like a 1950's happy couple household. Sam enjoyed it. She never had anyone take care of her like that…well Carly did to an extent.

The two girls had basically moved in with one another since June. Amber's brother went to work in Australia for a couple of years and he sent her money for the bills and rent. Sam's own mother left in May when she met some man, got married in Vegas, and moved to California. Sam was a little sad; she loved her mother even if the woman was not the best person in the world. But her mother called occasionally and the man she married seemed well off financially since she kept sending her money for rent, bills, and even a good bit of spending cash. As long as social services never found out the two girls were safe and no one was going to tell on them. Amber's bother had a girlfriend locally that would pose as Sam's aunt and guardian when she got into trouble at school, and besides the minor dress code violations Amber never got into trouble. Then there was the sex.

Sex with Amber was incredible. There was no other way to explain it. She was just as submissive sexually as she was non-sexually. Her willingness to try new things always kept Sam excited and aroused. During there time together they experimented in a variety of sexual activities that ranged from love making, role playing games, bondage, punishment, pain, and even more kinkier things. They discovered what they liked and what they disliked (which was not much) and agreed on limits and to respect each others dislikes. Sam found out Amber had very few things she was not willing to do sexually and she found out she herself was very dominant and enjoyed inflicted some pain on the other girl on occasions. They had a very fulfilled sex life and non sex life. Sam cared for Amber and even admitted she loved the girl to an extent, but something always got in the way of her falling completely in love with her and that thing was her feelings for Carly. Sam still loved her one time best friend even now with they way Carly treated her. She tried to hide it from Amber, but she knew the other girl could read her feelings and moods. Amber never brought the subject up, which suited Sam fine. She really did care for Amber and hated to hurt her feelings. The blonde just buried her feeling deep down for Carly along with all the heartaches she suffered.

Sam's thoughts were interrupted by a kiss on the back of her head.

"What's up, lover? Glad to see the coffee's ready." Amber said cheerfully as she walked to the cabinets and pulled out a fry pan. Sam looked up and could not help but smile. Amber was one of the most cheerful carefree people she had ever met. Not much bothered the Goth girl. She noticed the girl's clothes.

"You are actually going to wear that today?" Sam asked.

Amber twirled around twice in a graceful pirouette with two eggs in her hand. Sam always did appreciate the girl's past ballet and gymnastic experience. Amber's mother was a very old fashion southern lady from Georgia and before she died she had Amber taking ballet, gymnastics, and etiquette classes and it showed with the girl's perfect mannerisms and grace.

"Show off." Sam teased.

"Ummm, I remember you liked it when I showed off my flexibility last night. I think you enjoyed it very much. Now what about my clothes, you don't like the outfit?" Amber answered with a teasing smile.

Sam sighed, "Yeah you look hot, but to school? Going a little overboard today, don't ya think? And if you get another dress code violation you will get detention and maybe even a suspension. They carry over from last year, trust me on that one, I know."

Amber smiled and stuck out her tongue, "Wow you of all people worried about me getting detention. How many did you get last year?" She turned around and cracked the eggs in a mixing bowl, "And I would dearly hope you are going to change clothes before we go to school. Gesh, I sure wish you would let me pick out your clothes." Amber started scrambling the eggs with a whisk.

"What is wrong about the clothes I have on?" Sam said as she looked at her khaki cargo shorts, which came past her knees, and her plain blue tee shirt."

Amber turned back around and smiled seductively, "Oh, nothing, dear, but I would think you would have wanted to look your best on your first day of school and when you see Carly again." The Goth turned back to the counter with an evil grin. Oh how I fucking hate Carly Shay, she thought as she poured the eggs in the hot pan and began to scramble them. She closed her eyes tight and waited for the explosion of anger from her girl friend that she knew was going to happen.