Hola, Danny Phantom fans! I'm obsessedwithstabler, and while I'm a veteran fanfic writer for Law And Order Special Victims Unit, Law And Order Criminal Intent, House, Walker Texas Ranger, and Tru Calling, I'm new to Danny Phantom fanfic, and cartoons! But the idea for this songfic wouldn't go away, so I hope ya'll will enjoy it, and that I'll get some positve feedback for this little story. The song I chose is Sugarland's Mean Girls, which is a very good song. So enjoy, and please review!
Disclaimer: They ain't mine... At least, that's what my therapist says. I'm getting another opinion...
This story is dedicated to all my fans, and all the readers I hope will read this.
"Hey, Tuck, where's Sam?" Danny Fenton asked his long time friend. Tucker just shrugged and returned to his game, and Danny sighed and sank back into the chair. Being forced to sit through the school's annual talent show for three hours wasn't exactly his idea of fun, but it was mandatory.
His gaze drifted over to the pack of girls, led by Paullina, as they sashayed into the auditorium. He gulped and looked at the stage again, waiting impatiently for all of this to be over with.
Finally the lights dimmed, and Lancer walked onto the stage, smiling falsely at the students, teachers and staff in the chairs in front of him.
"Welcome, students and teachers," he spoke, and Danny and Tucker simultaneously rolled their eyes. "Welcome to the twenty second annual Casper High Talent show. Today, we have a long list of talents for you to enjoy, so sit back and enjoy." With that, he began clapping for the first act as he walked off of the stage.
Five acts later, Danny was about ready to run out of the auditorium screaming. Lancer walked onto the stage and said politely, "Wasn't she wonderful? Let's give her another round of applause, people."
A weak wave of scattered applause rose from the audience, and Lancer frowned as the girl walked off of the stage.
"Next up, we have Sam Manson singing Mean Girls," Lancer stated, and Danny's and Tucker's jaws dropped as they nearly fell out of their seats. Lancer walked off of the stage, and Sam Manson walked onto it, dressed in her traditional Goth garb: a black mini skirt, black top, and knee high black boots, complete with purple lipstick that matched her eyes.
"Hello, Casper High!" she shouted, pumping an arm up in the air. The audience shouted, and she grinned and grabbed the microphone. "This song is for all those fakes, wannabes, and preps that think they rule the school!" She put the microphone back on the stand, then put the strap that attached to her guitar around her neck.
The beginning notes of the song filled the auditorium, and a young girl with a peppy shouted over the loudspeaker, "Ready? Okay!" Then Sam began singing, her fingers moving masterfully over the strings of the guitar.
Well, I ain't a mean girl
But I've known a few
They'll make you cry, baby
And then blame it on you
They'll hate you if you're pretty
They'll hate you if you're not
They'll hate you for what you lack
Baby, they'll hate you for what you've got
Mean girls scratch and spittin'
Mean girls can't be forgiven
Mean girls make mean women
Mean girls
Danny and Tucker watched their friend in stunned shock as she sashayed around the stage, her hands moving masterfully over the guitar and her lips slightly parted.
Her eyes met Danny's, and she gave him a little wink as she continued to sing in a voice that he had never heard, or even knew that she possessed.
Starts on the playground
Pulling your hair
Then in high school
Gets worse from there
You'll see them coming
They travel in packs
Smile to your face, baby
Stabbing your back
She raised her hand and looked at her nails, then rubbed them against her shirt.
If they ain't out prowlin'
Creepin' down the hall
You'll find them by the lockers, baby
Sharpening their claws
Mean girls, start them young
Mean girls, forked tongue
Mean girls, see them and run
Mean girls, mean girls
Clapping suddenly started in perfect time with the music, and Danny and Tucker watched as Sam moved her fingers over the guitar strings as quickly as she could while singing with an intense passion that they were all new to.
"Did you know she could sing like that?" Tucker whispered to Danny, and Danny shook his head.
A bunch of cheerleaders appeared and did stunts behind Sam as she sang, and Tucker stared at them, his PDA forgotten in his lap. Danny just continued to stare at Sam.
Sugar and spice
And everything nice
Thinks she's hot
But she's cold as ice
First comes love
Then comes marriage
Then comes her mama
With another little wannabe
While keeping one hand moving against the guitar strings, Sam pointed at the audience as she sang, and Danny wrung his hands in his lap.
Mean girls, full of hate
Mean girls just can't wait
Mean girls, to take your date
Mean girls make stuff up
Mean girls, just bad luck
Mean girls sting
Mean girls, best friends forever
Mean girls, almost never
Mean girls, whatever
Mean girls, mean girls
She ended the song with a short guitar solo, then shouted, "Mean girls, get lost!" Danny and Tucker stood up and cheered for her as she disappeared behind the curtains.
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"I had no idea you could sing like that," Danny gushed as he and Sam walked to her house.
She shrugged. "A girl's gotta have some mystery," she stated, and before Danny could reply, she leaned over and brushed her lips against his, leaving him speechless. She laughed and ran down the sidewalk, leaving him there, holding his hand to his mouth.
After a moment, he laughed and ran after her. And for once, he was glad that he had attended Casper High's annual talent show.
The End
A/N: So, that was my first DP fic. Hope ya'll enjoyed, and that ya'll will continue to read my stuff! Thanks for taking the time to read this!