Blue Eyes
She couldn’t understand why but she had always enjoyed looking at Sam’s eyes. To Carly, they had always seemed to be the right shade of blue. Not too light. Not too dark. Just the perfect blue. Every time Sam looked her way, she could feel her heart quicken ever so slightly. She was sure that Sam’s beautiful eyes could see right into her. All her secrets felt less secretive. She felt exposed and vulnerable to those eyes.
One day, shortly after they had wrapped up another successive episode of iCarly, the girls went downstairs while Freddie remained behind to fix a small camera problem. Plopping down on the sofa, Carly turned to Sam, who was busily flipping through the tv channels.
“So do you have any ideas for next week’s show?”
“Nah, not really. You?” Sam’s eyes didn’t leave the screen.
“There’s one thing I’ve been toying with for a while now.”
“Yeah? Let’s hear it.”
Sam clicked off the tv and turned to her, curious to hear Carly’s idea. Their faces were fairly close, thanks to the incidental decision to sit side by side. The taller girl’s mind went blank as her friend’s eyes met hers. Carly heard her friend say her name and concerned filled those bright orbs, marring them slightly. Hating that slight change and unable to hold back any longer, Carly reached out a hesitant hand, gently grazing the blonde’s cheek. Uncertainty now looked back at her and the taller girl knew this was her chance. Wrapping her hand on the back of Sam’s neck, she pulled her to herself, crushing her lips against her stunned friend. Her eyes refuse to leave now shocked blue ones as a sense of reality and surrealism crept up on Carly. Suddenly, she found herself terrified of what she was doing and started to pull away, but Sam only closed her eyes and settled into the kiss. Surprised, the brunette felt a sense of calm overtake her and she relaxed, closing her eyes finally. A minute... Two...? An eternity later, they pulled away, partially for air, partially out of embarrassment. Silence, then Sam burst out into a fit of laughter, surprising Carly.
“I hope that wasn’t your idea for next week’s iCarly!” She laughed.
Blushing brightly, Carly chuckled, looking ashamed and relieved all at once.
“No, it wasn’t.” She managed to calmly say.
“What wasn’t?” Freddie asked, coming down the stairs.
“Nothing, Fredward!” Sam growled, angry to see the boy in the room.
Carly sighed, glad that things hadn’t gotten weird between her and Sam. Things actually seemed promising, if the kiss had anything to say. Catching her eye, Sam gave her a small smile before setting off on a tirade against Freddie. In that split second, Carly could only flush and feel her heart quicken at the sight of those perfect blues.
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