Um...hiya peoplez. First of all this story is very depressing. I wrote this when I was depressed, which is today. It kind of discribes how I felt right now, but it's about Sam.

I came up with the idea, when I found a forum that was debating the Danny Phantom couples. They said that Danny could possibly end up with Valerie.

I do not support DxV, and I cried numerous times while writing this.

I don't know if this is going to be a oneshot or not, but for now this is what I wrote.

Read at your own risk peoplez...


Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom or any of those funky characters.


Lost In The Sea

Chapter One: Is this the end?

"Listen to your heart, before you tell him goodbye."

D.H.T. Listen To Your Heart


She walked down the street where she used to live. She saw her parents arguing from the living room window. She had no idea why she had left. She had almost everything that she wanted, almost.

She walked by her friend's old house, and she sighed. He was studying computer graphics at a nearby college. She couldn't say that she didn't miss him, after all he had been her friend when everything else had gone wrong, or course later she found out that he had been apart of it, but at least he was there for her, and he was sorry for what he did.

She walked further down to the house of her former friend. They had spent a lot of time ghost fighting and whatnot, but that was back when they were teenagers, and things had changed since then.

She rang the doorbell to his house, expecting no one to answer it. She turned to walk away when the door opened, revealing her former friend's older sister.

His sister looked surprised to see her. Then she gave her a hug and invited her to come into their house. She walked in, not knowing what would happen next.

His sister told her that he wasn't home. He was out on a date with his girlfriend, but he would be back soon. She twitched at the mention of his girlfriend, and sat down on the blue couch in the living room.

His sister walked through the front door, telling her that she had to go to the store to get something, but she would be back soon.

She sat there until she climbed up the stairs, slowly, one by one.

She opened the door to his room.

Pictures of Space Shuttles were still hanging on the wall. She walked over to his desk.

The pictures of the trio of friends that they once had been were gone, replaced by pictures' of him and his girlfriend.

She shuddered, had the room gotten colder?

She walked over to his closet, and opened the door. Different colored shirts were hanging up, and there was an assorted amount of jeans. She picked a shirt up off of the floor, possibly one that he had just worn. She rubbed it against her face and smelled the scent of her former friend, missing him, maybe missing him a little too much.

She felt the room get extremely cold.

She dropped the shirt on the ground, and rubbed her arms. She was wearing a short sleeve, blue shirt, and a pair of blue jeans.

She had dropped her Goth look a long time ago.

She heard the front door slam from downstairs. She hoped that it was her former friend, but it was only his sister, who had yelled up the stairs looking for her.

She told her that she was upstairs and that she was fine.

His sister asked her if she wanted to stay for dinner, and she said that she would.

Then his sister told her that she was going to start dinner, and she replied with an okay.

After she was done looking around, she sat down in front of his computer.

She turned it on, and opened up a word processor. Then she typed up a message that she covered with her hand, so that no one who would've been looking could see it. She then minimized the screen, and walked towards his door.

Maybe she could help with dinner.

Just as she was walking out of the door, someone from behind her grabbed her arm and pulled her back into the room.

She tried to scream, but a soft hand covered her mouth.

She turned around to see a pair of sky blue eyes staring back at her.

He smiled at her, but she looked at the ground.

"What's wrong?" He asked her as he lifted her chin up with his thumb so that she was looking at him.

"I…I…How long have you been here." She asked.

"I've been following you since you got out of the airport. Why, is that a problem?" He asked back.

"No…I…just…" She was interrupted by him giving her a big hug.

She wanted to hug him back, but she hesitated.

"Why aren't you hugging me back Samantha?" He said as he was hugging her.

"I…I…I can't." She finally said. He let go of her. He looked hurt.

"I thought that you would be with your girlfriend?" She asked as she stared at the ground.

"Oh…hehe…I told Jazz not to tell you that I was here." He replied.

"Why?" She asked.

"Well, because…I wanted to surprise you." He told her, as he lifted her head up again.

She avoided his eyes.

"Yeah, just like you surprised me our senior year," She mumbled to the ground. He grabbed her by the shoulders.

"SAM," She jumped suddenly as he yelled her name. His voice became softer, "Why are you still holding that grudge? I decided to tell Valerie my secret that year, and we went out, big deal. She accepted me for who I was. She doesn't have a problem with Danny Phantom anymore. I didn't and I still don't know why that's so hard for you to understand."

"Well, maybe I've gotten over it." Sam said to the wall.

"Yeah, you sure seem like you've gotten over it." Danny said sarcastically, "Is that why you left to go to a college somewhere, and you never told anybody where you were?"

"I didn't need too, I had enough money to get by with."

"You stole all of your dad's credit cards" Danny stared into her eyes, and she tried not to notice.

"Yeah, what does that have to do with anything?"

"I'm trying to understand how you could get so upset with me liking Valerie so much." Danny looked into her eyes. She looked at his eyes for a second, and then looked away, "Why were you being so overprotective?"

Sam wriggled around trying to get out of Danny's grasp.

"Let me go," She said firmly.

"Not until you tell me why," He said softly. She wriggled around some more.

"Why do you care so much?" She asked, becoming very claustrophobic.

"You're my friend, and I care about you."

She scoffed.

"Sam, you know that I'm always going to be you're friend, no matter where you go."

She held back tears.

"THAT'S EXACTLY THE POINT!" She yelled at him, and he let go off her.

"Wha…what do you mean?"

She paced around the room, and the stopped in front of him.

"DON'T YOU GET IT DANIEL FENTON! ALL WE'RE EVER GOING TO BE IS FRIENDS!"

"Why does that matter…"

"I'VE HAD A CRUSH ON YOU FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER!" Tears escaped from her eyes.

"What?"

Her voice became softer.

"I tried to get away from it, after I knew that you told Valerie about Danny Phantom. I was upset that she was so understanding about it. I know it sounds mean, but I wanted her to be mad at you, maybe even try to kill you. I couldn't stand seeing you with another girl, holding hands, sneaking kisses in the hallways."

"The whole thing made me sick, and the fact that you would never look at me like you do her. I ran away from Amity Park. I wanted to forget about you, and everything else."

"Did it work?" He asked her as she paused to sob.

"Unfortunately, no. I thought about everything even more, and how much I missed it. I tried to get a couple boyfriends, but the truth was that I couldn't stop thinking about you. I…I... love you Danny."

He felt like he had been slapped in the face. She loved him?

When he didn't say anything, she ran out of his room trying to keep herself together.

She ran to the living room and put on her brown coat.

"Aren't you gonna stay for dinner?" His sister asked her from the kitchen. Sam put her hand to her mouth and tried to answer.

"No thanks Jazz…I'm going to go now."

"You can come over any time that you want." Jazz told her.

"Thanks Jazz, I'll keep that in mind." She said even though she never wanted to go back again.

She walked through the front door, and dialed a number on her cell phone.

It wouldn't take to long for her private jet todrop her back off at her college.

Danny wanted to go after her, he knew that he needed too, his heart told him that he should, but he didn't.

Instead he sat down in front of his computer and opened up the screen that Sam had minimized, and readthe note that she left him.

Dear Danny,

When I pour my heart out to you, I don't expect you to follow me. You and Valerie have something going, and I'm sorry that I never supported that. I guess that I was just jealous, and wasn't thinking about what you wanted.

I shouldn't ruin your whole life, just because I was being selfish.

"But she ruined her own life." He thought to himself.

I'm sorry that I'm being really cry-babyish right now. I've just bottled this up for so long, and now that we're 21, I thought that it'd be the right time to tell you how I feel…even if it's too late.

I hope we can still be friends and that you won't be too embarrassed to be around me. I'll send you an email as soon as I get back to my college.

No, I'm not going to tell you where it is, but I will miss you, more than you know.

Your friend,

Sam Manson

"Danny, Valerie's here for dinner!" His older sister yelled up to him from downstairs. He hadn't even heard the doorbell ring.

"I'll be right down!" He yelled back. He saved the letter, shut down his computer, and then walked downstairs…not knowing how to feel.


Whoa...I just read that over again.

I have no idea if I'm going to continue it. I just wanted it to be a oneshot, but if you guys want more just tell me.

I never knew that I could write like that. That's not a story that I usually write.

Wow...anywayz, please review because I want to know what you guys think, if you like it, or think that it sucks.

Hmmm...well.

Byeness peoplez...