I talked with a couple of people about collaborating for this, since it's been in my mind for a good several months now, but it never really got off the ground. I really wanted to get this out, though, so I'm publishing the first three chapters tonight.

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom!

There was an odd popping noise, and suddenly I was standing in a grassy meadow. I don't know how I got here; less then a minute ago Danny was fighting the Fright Knight, and then…I somehow appeared here.

After a couple of minutes of wandering around the meadow, some animals came up to me. Being the animal lover I am, I was of course ecstatic that they didn't think of me as a threat and had decided to approach me. There were a couple of rabbits and a few lambs. All of a sudden, the animals began shaking violently. I knelt down next to one, simultaneously trying to comfort it and find out what was the matter, when all of a sudden there was a flash and where the lamb was standing, there was a bloody lamb chop. I screamed, horrified at what had happened and disgusted at the blood on my hands and skirt. There was another set of flashes and every animal around me had turned into a bloody piece of meat. I held back from vomiting and instead turned tail and ran. I crossed over a knoll and saw, of all things, Danny. He was in his human form, so I figured that he'd finished beating the pumpkin guts out of the Fright Knight.

"Danny, you have to help me!" I exhorted him as I desperately clung to his shirt. Then, for some unknown reason, he pushed me away.

"Danny?" I asked, choking back a sob. "What's that matter?"

"What's the matter? WHAT'S THE MATTER? You're the matter, Sam!" He yelled.

"Me? What did I do?" I shouted back.

"I found out that you had a crush on me," he stated flatly.

"Yeah, so…" I prompted him, though fearful of where this was going.

"So best friends aren't supposed to crush on best friends!" He practically shouted in my face.

"Danny…I'm sorry…I didn't do it on purpose…" I tried to say as tears began falling down my face. He turned away.

"Get away, Sam," he growled. I tentatively put a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to calm him down, or get him to listen to me at the very least.

"I SAID GET AWAY!" He shouted. As he spun around to face me, his eyes were glowing bright green. Now sobbing openly, I spun around and began running in the opposite direction. I vaguely took note of the fact that I was heading back to the bloody chunks of meat that were once animals, but I didn't care. Even that was better than what had just happened. Before I could even get there, though, I ran into someone else, someone even worse.

"Mom? Dad?" I questioned. How on earth had they gotten here?

"Sammykins, we bought a present for you!" My mother exclaimed. "It's come all the way from London. Isn't that fantastic?"

"It'll look really swell on you, Sammykins!" My dad added as he held out a horrid pink, frilly, floral-print dress. I took a step back.

"No. Way." I stated plainly. Before they could get in another word, I had made a sharp left and sprinted as fast as I could away from them. Suddenly I found it hard to walk. I looked down and almost stopped running in shock. I was wearing the dress. Someway, somehow, they had gotten the dress on me. I picked up the skirts of the dress and continued sprinting. Okay, I reasoned, even if I'm wearing this stupid dress, if they don't see me in it then I'm okay.

A little while after that I had crossed another grassy knoll and on the other end was Tucker. I breathed a sigh of relief. Even if Danny had rejected me, there's no way that Tuck would.

"Tucker, something's wrong," I gasped as I came to a halt in front of him.

"Yeah, I know." He replied as his eyes traveled up and down my body, inspecting the horrid dress I was wearing. "The Sam I know would never wear something like that. I thought you were an individual, Sam. I guess I thought wrong." He turned to walk away. I tried to protest; I tried to shout at him and yell that it wasn't my choice, my parents forced me to wear it, that Danny…I didn't have time to finish the thought as tears began streaking down my face once again. I continued running.

Due to the fact that I was sobbing uncontrollably, my vision was incredibly blurry and I barely registered the fact that the meadow I was standing on had shifted to tile. Once it did register, I looked up and found myself in the last place I ever wanted to be at the moment. Casper High. I was crying like a baby, ruining my eyeliner, venting un-Goth emotion, and worst of all, wearing a pink, floral-pattern dress. I felt like I could punch the next person I saw into next week. As if it was the first thing to go right all night, I turned a corner and ran into Dash and the football team, fully expecting a cascade of jeers and insults to come raining down on me.

"Hey, looking good, girl!"

"Rawr!"

"Wanna come see a flick with me this Saturday?"

"How about that party at Kwan's place Friday night? I hear the couch is available."

This I didn't expect. I decided that they were probably only pretending to say things like that to get me angry. Suddenly, one of them pinched my rear end. That was too far. I spun around, my long, wavy, black hair getting in my face. Wait a minute, long, wavy, black hair? Since when do I wear my hair long? And, I noted for the first time, since when did this dress begin feeling tight around the chest and rear areas? I sprinted to the girls' locker room and went to the bathroom where there were mirrors. I stood in front of the sink.

And saw Paulina looking back at me.

It was at this point that I fainted.