Yes, I have decided to try my hand at a song-story. I don't call it a songfic because it will not include all of the lyrics in one chapter. Each chapter will have a separate lyric as a title. I saw it in another 'series' and I decided that I would try it. I plan to do a songfic later on, though.
Disclaimer- I do not own Danny Phantom or any related characters. They are the sole property of Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon Studios. I also do not own 'A Beautiful Lie'. 30secondstomars does.
I also know that this chapter may seem short and a bit rushed, but this is my first try at this type of thing, so cut me some slack, if you don't mind.
(General POV)
Lie awake in bed at night
Sun shone through the windows at Casper High School in the small town of Amity Park. A trio was in Mr. Lancer's English class and none were enjoying it. Samantha Manson sat doodling at her desk, totally blocking out Mr. Lancer's lecture on correct paragraph formation. Daniel Fenton sat-slept at his desk; drool coating all of the papers on the desktop. Tucker Foley sat staring off into space, thinking about another teen by the name Valerie Gray beside him.
"…Correct punctuation of sentences with…" droned the aging overweight teacher. He had his eyes closed and was pointing occasionally to the blackboard behind him. Warmth from the sun was making him sweat, along with the rest of the class.
The lunch bell rang and it awakened everyone from his or her dreamlands or in Danny's case, slumber land. The sound of shuffling feet and rustling papers echoed the classroom and the outside hallway.
"I swear", began Sam, "that one of these days, I'm going to cut that class. I'm tired of sitting in a hot sweaty classroom, listening to a fat English teacher drone on about something you absolutely don't care about." She stopped at her locker and began twisting the combination to stow away her books to go to lunch.
"I already know everything that he's saying anyway", stated Tucker, pulling out his PDA from his pocket. "According to my PDA, if Danny does not hurry putting away his stuff, we will be three minutes late to lunch, meaning we will have to wait in line longer…"
Sam ignored Tucker, trying to help Danny wake up from his evidently peaceful slumber. "Danny wake up…"
Said boy shook his head and rubbed his eyes and stretched. Muscle tone was clearly visible beneath his thin white shirt. "I'm so sleepy Sam. That idiot that calls himself Klumper got out last night, so I had to deal with him, then trying to get the infamous 'Will you be my friend?' out of my poor head. I don't blame myself for sleeping in that class…it's lame anyway."
"Confession to sleeping in class, eh, Mr. Fenton? Detention, tomorrow. Don't be late", growled Mr. Lancer. "You really should have paid good attention today, you know. After all, you do have a three hundred word essay coming up in…oh, a day. Afternoon, Mr. Fenton." The teacher began making his way through students to get to the cafeteria.
Danny's shoulders slumped. "Oh well. At least I got my sleep in so I don't sleep in any of my other classes."
"Hurry up Danny!" came Tucker's urgent voice. "The sloppy joe's are going to be gone!"
Sam's nose wrinkled. "You guys go on. I'll head over to the salad bar…eating food that we've grown, not killed."
Tucker shrugged. "Suit yourself. I've tried to get you to eat meat and you won't. Come on Danny."
Danny nodded and followed Tucker, Sam close behind.
Noise of people chattering away about the latest gossip and who's going with who reached the trio's ears. Sam caught Danny staring at Paulina Sanchez, the Mexican-American who thought she ruled the school. Too bad she only ruled ninth grade. (There's no way a senior would let a freshman rule the school.)
Sam's look darkened, glancing from her to Danny. Paulina caught Sam glowering at her and strode over.
"Um, Goth freak? Do you have a problem?"
"No, not at all", answered Sam through clenched teeth. "I'm perfectly fine."
"Ok, then why are you looking at me like that for? Afraid your boyfriend is looking at someone better?"
"Danny is not my boyfriend, Paulina. And stop saying he is."
"Whatever loser. There's no way he has a chance with me anyway. Unless", she began, her look turning seductive, "he can bring me the ghost boy. Then he can have me and dump you."
Danny's eyebrows rose and Tucker stood staring, the blankest look on his face Casper High has ever seen.
"See you around, Danny. Later losers." She turned slowly and swished her way back over to where Dash and Star were.
Sam clenched her fists and began to talk normally. "You know what, Danny? If you want Paulina that bad, expose yourself to the world. I can promise you'll regret it."
Danny looked at her.
"Actually, let's play a little game that I'm going to make up. You have 10 school days, and four weekends to win Paulina over-without telling her your secret. If you can do that, I promise I will leave the two of you alone. If you cannot, I want you to tell a girl you like her, in front of the entire school. And I have the power to intimidate you whenever I please. Sound good?"
Danny blinked. He thought for a moment. "Do it Fenton!" he heard his conscience telling him. "This could be a once-in-a-lifetime thing! Go for it man!"
He looked straight at Sam, staring into her amethyst orbs. "I'll do it."
Her face fell slightly, but she kept it straight. "Ok then. You know the one rule and you know the consequence. Good luck."
Tucker's mouth dropped. Sam stood there and made up a challenge that she knew Danny could not resist, even if it meant humiliating himself in front of the school. And Danny had taken it!
"You both are making a mistake", he said, loud enough for them both to hear. "I'm warning you now."
Later on that day, Sam reached her mansion and went straight up her marble staircase to her enormous bedroom, which was dark purple and was home to many books, candles, and metal CD's and posters.
She flung her book bag to the ground and flounced on her bed. She put her head into her hands and stared into her palms. "What in the world did I just do?"
Danny stomped up the stairs in his small town home, ignoring his father calling him to test ghost inventions. Jazz was apparently tutoring Dash in the kitchen (still).
The hybrid-boy opened his bedroom door, which was his favorite shade of blue. He sat down at his desk chair and sighed and spun around.
"I cannot believe I took that challenge. I don't even have her phone number, let alone even know her", he thought. "Tucker was right. We are making mistakes. But I want to prove Sam wrong for some odd reason." He was still spinning steadily. He stopped himself with a touch of his toe on the wood.
As night came into the Amity metro area, two raven-headed teens climbed into bed, desperately thinking why they did what they did. It made sense at first, but now it seemed a little childish and silly. But they wanted to prove the other wrong.
Each stared at the dark ceiling, trying to fall asleep before the sun woke them up to the first day of the challenge.
Please review. I am so fed up with people not reviewing. 20+ people had Touched on their alert list, and only a little over half had reviewed. I know that I cannot make you review, but please do. I am thinking about letting anonymous reviewers review. You will make me very angry if I see that this is on your favs or alert lists and you did not review. I am so tired of that. It makes you feel like your being cheated in a way. But that's just me.