WELCOME! To the first chapter of Alter Egos. Since I have nothing else to say, I'll just let you start reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom!!! If I did….I don't know…but I still don't own it! But! I DO own Amy. TAKE HER AND I'LL SET THE INSANE SCHIZO PLAGUE RATS ON YOU!!!...as soon as i figure out their language...
Chapter 1: Betrothed
"WHAT!?!?!" screamed the 16 year-old goth Samantha Manson. But, if you called her that, fist +force +your face result. So, it was Sam, or pain. And as for that goth mention, that would be apparent if you saw her. She was wearing combat boots, black tripp pants with purple seams, and a black shirt that hung off her shoulders over a long sleeved purple shirt.
"You're betrothed! Isn't it exciting?!" Sam spent a second wondering how stupid her parents were. If the look of horror on her face and her outburst wasn't enough, how many clues did they need to figure out that a betrothal was not exciting. She sent them the dirtiest look she could muster, than stormed to her room.
After screaming quite a few choice words, each becoming more creative, she flopped down on her bed and picked up the phone to call the only real friend she had: Amy Johnson. Amy was a lot like her, goth, sarcastic, and rich.
Yes, that's right, rich. Sam Manson is filthy rich.
Amy picked up the phone. "What'd they do this time?" Sam sometimes envied Amy. Even though they were a lot alike, Amy's parents gave her more freedom, like, let her choose whom to marry for instance.
"My parents have reached an all time low! That's what they did this time!" Sam practically screamed into the phone. "Wow, just like they did last time. And the time before that. And the time before that. Oh, and the time before that!" That's something Sam liked about Amy, she can be funny and sarcastic even if something horrible were going on in her life.
"This is different," Sam explained "This time, they betrothed me!"
Sam could see in her mind's eye Amy's face paling and a frown on her face. Then, Amy replied "Ok Sam, nice joke. You didn't have to scare me."
"BUT I'M NOT JOKING!!!" Sam really did scream this time. Amy apparently took that as a sign that Sam really was telling the truth. "…Wow, your parents really suck don't they? When are ya gonna meet this dude?"
"Tomorrow"
"Damn"
"I know"
"Wish I could help, but, I don't think there's anything I can do."
"Why don't you keep me sane? God only knows I'm gonna need it."
"You? Sane? There's no way you're sane, Sam."
"Well, sane enough."
"Hang in there Sam, don't let your parents get to ya now when they couldn't before"
"Alright, see ya later!"
"See ya!"