Hey guys! As some as you may have noticed I recently deleated my first story. I was really disapointed in it and I felt so much better after I deleated it.

Please read this before reading the story,

I used a reference from a saying my cousin told me about and I based the story on it.

I don't own the one reference and I don't own Danny Phantom, all I own is the story.

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Today was Valentine's Day, the day of the year Sam Manson was dreading all year. Sam shuffled down the hallway of Casper High, scuffing her black, heavy combat boots on the tiled floor.

When she made her way to her locker, she turned the dile and pulled open the door. She grabed her algebra text book and was about to close the door, when an unfamiliar object caught her eye. She pulled out the object and observed it. A bouquet of thirteen red roses, wrapped tightly in clear plastic. She raised an eyebrow curiously.

Tucked inside the wrapping was a small card. She took out the card and read the note written in messy cursive:

Dear Sam,

I'll love you till the last rose dies.

Love Danny.

Sam read the note over and over again until she had it memorized. She looked at the roses again, inspecting each individual rose, stroking the soft, velvety petals. However one of the roses caught her attention, seperated slightly from the rest. She plucked the last rose from the bouquet and inspected it as she did with the others. She ran her thumb down the petals numorous times, still confused.

She rembered what the note had said,

'I'll love you till the last rose dies...'

There lyed the thirteenth rose sitting in her palm. She smiled ear to ear.

The last rose was fake.

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