iPayback

My first fanfic, Have you ever been bullied? You do everything they want and still not get any recognition? And even though you did the whole world a favor, you still ain't getting any credit? Well Freddie is a the dork, the geek, the pushover, and he doesn't really mind that much. But everyone has a limit, and Freddie snaps.

Comments would be highly appreciated, to make this story a better one.

Chapter 1

Freddie's POV

"This is not your average love-story or comedy or what not, well it may have some along the way but this is the story of how I got respect for who I am."

"I am Fredward Karl Benson, tech geek, nerd, dork, and anything associated with the word "wimp". Just a normal person trying to live a normal life, find a girlfriend, enjoy school, and have fun."

"But, for me it is the exact opposite, and I know some of you have already experienced this."

I am the tech producer of a webshow called iCarly, my two best friends were girls (well at least one of them is) Carly Shay and Sam Puckett.

Carly is the girly one, I loved her and had a crush on her for God knows how long, and Sam, (ughh) the blonde-headed freak of nature who is my tormentor, bully and extortionist all in one.

"The years were unforgiving for me, being everyone's mop and Sam's punching bag everyday, and no girl would be caught dead as my girlfriend, my self-esteem fizzled at almost nothing and then I decided everything had to change."

Way back in highschool.

Sometime in the middle of my Sophomore year...

I was feeling down, constant pain and agony, humiliation, lunchless days, and I am also very much unappreciated in iCarly since I am "JUST" the tech producer!

Technically if it weren't for me, there would be no iCarly! I thought of the name, made the website, created the show, made everything work and hardware? my videocams, laptops and servers dont come cheap! just to state a few.

Who wouldnt be depressed? Everyday its like a hammer pounding my head, my heart, and my self-esteem into nothingness.

It was second period and I was going to my locker for my books for third period.

"Sup Fredwad" a familiar blonde came up and smacked me in the back of my head.

I turned around.

It was Sam Puckett, the dreaded blonde-haired demon. My teeth gritted at the sight of her. I was constantly the target of her jokes and pranks and always the receiving end of the pain she always caused and not to mention the money she extorts when she wants some fatcakes or any kind of meat.

"Ow Sam, C'mon! You didn't have to smack me in the head to say hi!" rubbing my head from the hit.

"Suck it up nub" said Sam while warfing down a fat cake.

"Hey!" a cheery voice came from behind.

"Oh hey Carly" bitterness oozing from my voice.

"Hey what's wrong?" said Carly looking concerned.

"He's just being nubbishhh" said Sam while her mouth still full of fatcakes.

I just rolled my eyes and focused on opening my locker, took out my history books and chucked the rest of my stuff inside the locker.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Carly asked still concerned.

"It's nothing" I said and just shrugged and went to my next class.

Number one on my list.

Samantha Puckett

She always made my life miserable ever since I met her, always using me as her stress reliever, and always using my money for whatever she wanted. Im gonna get her back. Get her back bigtime.

As I sat in the classroom trying to listen to the teacher as she endlessly talks and jabbers for the lesson, I find myself staring into space thinking about last year when I entered highschool.

-Flashback-

First day of school, I got to school pretty early, being psyched on getting to highschool in one piece (because I already knew Sam from middle school).

Then it came to me, I just remembered that Sam is still here.

Shrugging the scary thought, I still looked forward on highschool life because now I am a Freshman.

and then came Carly Shay, the girl of my dreams, brown eyes, brown hair, pink lips, a person that is the exact opposite of Sam, I love her, and the only problem is... she doesnt love me. (which is also a source of my frustration)

But it didnt matter, at least she doesnt beat me up like a certain blonde.

As I was mired in deep thought, I didnt notice the sound of running feet, running feet that in a few seconds collided into my back with drop kick.

I crashed face first into the cement but using my hands as a damper to prevent too much damage.

It was Sam.

Sam bent down and looked at me.

"Hi nub, I didnt notice you there."

"Get off Sam" I growled as she was still standing on my back.

"Well, you nubs all look alike" Sam said as she got off my back.

"One day Puckett!, One day you will eat those words!" I threatened.

Sam turned around and glared at me.

"and what are you gonna do about it Freddouche?" Sam said sarcastically.

I looked down in defeat and dragged my feet to the lockers.

and before you know it she was at my back dragging me down into an armlock which caused an uproar and embarrassed me in front of the whole school! A boy being mopped up by a girl? Now that was ridiculous.

-end flashback-

After class it was already lunch time. I decided to have lunch at the school's rooftop. Of course it was restricted but after learning how to pick locks from Sam (...from Sam picking my locker all the time to prank on me), I got to the rooftop to be by myself and try to think of things running in my life.

While eating lunch, I remembered the football jocks who would always pick on me and either dunk me in the toilet, or throw me across the hall, or just dump me in a trash can and let me roll.

I clenched my fists at the thought.

and then in my mind, all of the faces who called me names, dork, nub, shorty, all their faces laughing at me and then I hear something in my mind, something snapping like a twig that was slowly run over by a car giving a loud snapping sound.

I must have my revenge, highschool is supposed to be the best years of my life, and no one is going to take it from me anymore...

A/N : How was it? Too short? Too much? Out of line?

Review please so that I would have some input on the next chapter, thanks!