A/N: I'M SORRY. I'VE BEEN SO NEGLECTFUL. TT

school has been reallyreallyreally busy lately (i'm taking 2 ap classes. fuuuunnn.) and i made my school's basketball team and i've just been so busy!!! i'm sorry, forgive me! (makes cookies for wonderful readers)

okay, so the story is called 17 magazine and it's based off of those BS love quizzes in teenage magazines. yeah, that's what's going on here.

it's seddie. don't like it, then gtfo mah strawberries.

DISCLAIMAH: LOL I LYK SO TTLY DNT OWN iCARLY. NICKEELOWDEEUN DUZ ROFLCOPTER.

Sam walked into the iCarly studio for rehearsal, almost 20 minutes early. This was unusual. Usually, she'd be 10, 20 minutes late but when she came home from school and saw her mother talking to the dog, she knew she needed to get out.

"Hey Carls," Sam said, throwing her coat on a beanbag.

"Hey," Carly replied, not looking up from her magazine that she was reading.

Sam peered over Carly's shoulder, "What are you reading...Do you have a crush on him? What kind of shiz is that?"

Carly quickly put down her magazine, "Hey! It's just a stupid little quiz that I'm taking."

Sam raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

Carly sighed, "Okay, you know that cute kid in my algebra class?"

"Shane?"

"Yeah, him. Well, he's sorta...cute and I sorta...like, LIKE him and I want to know if I just like like him for his looks or for his personality."

Sam laughed, "How very mature and responsible of you, Carly. But, it's probably all bullshiz anyway. Those quizzes are just for desperate girls who need a boyfriend."

"Yeah, you're right," Carly replied.

"Carly! My foot's stuck in my sculpture!" Spencer called out from downstairs.

Carly chuckled, "Be right down!" she yelled, "Spencer's making a vending machine filled with tape. He calls it a "mending machine." I'm gonna go help him, be right back!" she said to Sam.

Sam slumped in the beanbag chair. That quiz is such crap. It probably says Carly likes Gibby. Or even worse, I like Freddie, she thought, shuddering at the thought of her liking that...nub. She stared at the magazine for a couple of moments before picking it up and grabbing a pen from Freddie's computer cart.

"Eh, let's take this damn quiz. Just for laughs," she said to herself.