MY THOUGHTS ON PAPER

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Authoress' musings: my first DP fic! Xin-niX, the kookiest authoress alive, is here to present her newest obsession, Danny Phantom! ...Okay, not newest obsession, since I was already going crazy when they first commercialized it on Nick (I was like, "Oh my veggies! Danny Phantom's SOOO CUTE! I should definitely watch this show!"), but this is my first time writing a DP fanfic. Why just now, God knows why. Ask Him, 'coz I too don't know! Anyway, I'm not new to fanfic writing, but please go easy on me. It is my first DP ficcie after all.

Disclaimers: I don't own Danny Phantom, no surprises there

Okay, on with the fic!

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22nd of March, Friday

Dear Diary,

Only a few weeks more and I'll be in high school. My mom was just being over-emotional on breakfast, talking crap about how much I've grown and now that I'm in high school, it wouldn't be long before I go to college, get a job, get married, do God-knows-what, bear at least a dozen children and make her a happy grandmummy, and get through the same life she did. Oh, what joy.

Honestly, I'm not really excited with the new phase of life I'm about to step on. And just hearing about the other kids talking about it made me not think otherwise. They're so excited; now that their not little kids anymore and can do anything they want. But for me, it's...just the same. Same time for school, same outfits, (sort of) same strict teachers giving same amount of assignments and detentions, same cafeteria who just wouldn't serve salads, same pea-brained so-called popular people, same losers that get stuffed into lockers by same bullies, same social divisions, same friends, same...okay, not so same feelings for someone (:cough: Danny :cough:)... but same conclusion.

We're just going to be friends, nothing more.

I mean I could never get Danny to notice me for me, since someone just stole that job from me. Paullina. That witch who wears thick make-up, short skirts and tight tops just to get the boys, including my two best friends, drooling; struts around school like she owns the place, which is possible since she's rich (but not as rich as me); flips her overly-parlored hair and gives off fake puppy-dog eyes and toothy smiles to get what she wants. Yup, the spoiled brat. The shallow spoiled brat.

I wonder what Danny sees in her. Cant he just take the hint that she doesn't like him! Isn't the dance enough for him to understand! I know he's dense, but not that dense! And cant he see that the someone who really cares for him, loves him, needs him is right in front of him! What, do I need to get shoved right below his nose! Sheesh, I just don't get guys. They drool and gawk at pretty and sexy girls, but never notice if someone else is falling for him. They're just insensitive.

I've told Tucker about this, but he just laughed right in front of my friggin' face. He just doesn't get it. He thinks it's hilarious, but its not! This is SERIOUS! I guess this is what I get for not having girl best friends. Guys would never understand us girls. They're too...close-minded with guy stuff. And I am so going to kill Tuck if ever Dan finds out of any of this. But I know he would get the point. He always does.

Okay, I've gotten out of topic...again. This just so happens every time. Anyway, we just had our pictures taken for our yearbook. As usual, I'm going to look like a dork. I am one, after all. A dork who helplessly fell in love with her best friend who won't even notice her even if she was in front of him...naked. Not that I don't mind being naked in front of him... okay, bad thoughts, get out of my head! You're contaminating my mind, my hands... And stop going out of topic!

Anyway, Paullina, as usual, will be picked most popular girl. I bet she's gonna pay those other geeks just so they would vote her. What money could do to people these days... Not that I can't do that too, but that's cheating. Anyway, I put my vote on...Valerie. I couldn't think of anyone else less shallow than Paullina. At least she's okay. (Thanks a lot, Tucker) I swear, the only thing lacking for the girls who try to be like Paullina was to call themselves "Paullina" as well. Shallowness was the trend to most girls in Casper High now. I shudder to think if I would someday be like that.

So far, this day was just any other day. I was being the faithful Ultra-recyclo vegetarian, Danny was being the dense Phantom boy and Tucker was being the techno-geek of all eternity. We were the same. Not at some...points, but we were still the team. The team who fights off ghosts and saves the day without anyone knowing.

Danny promised me... okay, Tucker and me that he'll never leave our side and be always there for us. Right before he started drooling at Paullina who wore an exceptionally tight tube, short and skimpy mini and very high heels for the picture taking. And her scent could definitely turn on a car alarm in the parking lot from where she's standing: inside the school building. I swear she literally took a bath with her cologne. And what does she need cologne for anyway? We're taking pictures! Like anybody could smell it in the yearbook.

Some promise Danny made me... Anyway, after the boring, ass-aching classes, we went directly to my basement for our movie marathon. This happens every Friday night, usually in my house, after they found out about my hidden treasures. Besides, they so love my basement. But I wish some of the lovin' were for me.

Okay, I know Danny loves me as a friend, but I just wish it were more than that. I've been having these dreams about Danny and me. We were together. I guess wishes only come true in our dreams and imaginations. Wishes, mine for a fact, don't come true. Even if I wish hard, it would never come true. It never did.

Funny, but the paper's wet. Wonder why. It's getting late, Diary.

'Till next time,

Samantha Manson

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Sam wiped her face with the back of her hand. Stupid tears, she thought. No matter how hard I try or how much I cry, Danny's never, ever gonna love me back.

She turned of her desk lamp and got under her covers, wrapping it around her tightly.

But still, I really, really wish that Danny would love me...for me.

As she closed her eyes and fell into deep slumber, a shooting star passed by. A small smile crept on her lips.

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A/N: first chappie up! Hope you liked it! And honestly, THIS HAS NO PLOT! Haha! I just wanted to write, and viola! This is my first time to write a fic without a plot so... I bet it sucks... and I'm amazed this went as far as 1,000 plus words! An achievement for me, seeing this as a plot less story... But a plot is kinda brewing up in my mind so... it'll suck twice as much. Hehe!

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