I needed to revamp an old story of mine seeing as my writing has improved greatly. So, here is a very angst-y fic with a big trigger warning for self harm.
Sam was walking with her salad try back to her usual lunch table she shared with her best friends Danny and Tucker. Her combat boots clomped on the pavement as she pulled own the sleeve on her old hoodie she started wearing again. Danny spies Sam from afar and waves her over.
"Sam! Over here!" He yells through the crowd of people. Sam's eyes connect with Danny's and she gives a small smile, heading in their direction. She by-passes Dash and Paulina, flirting majorly but elbows them out of the way in annoyance. She finds the lunch table and smiles at Danny. Sam sits down, tray clattering on the wooden table and her carton of milk threatening to spill over.
Danny eyes her hoodie suspiciously, again. Sam shrugs it off and turns to Tucker.
"Hey Tuck." She says with fake enthusiasm, trying to get Danny's eyes from prying off her hoodie.
"Hi Sam." Tucker mutters, not looked up from his PDA. Sam sighs and slumps over, twirling her fork in her salad. She ate a few bites and looked up, surprised no one has said anything. Instead of Danny and Tucker chatting away as usual, Danny elbowed Tucker who looked up in confusion and annoyance, then whispered something in his ear. This irritated Sam but not much. It was probably about Paulina. Her and her friends usually ate behind them so they were probably looking at them, not her.
"So, are we doing anything tonight? Or is it the Danny and Tucker show again?", She asks, trying to start a conversation. Danny snaps out of his secret conversation with Tucker and turns to Sam.
"The Danny and Tucker show? You gotta be kidding me. At least give us a better name. Besides, I've got nothing going on-" Danny stops mid sentence, blue vapor coming from his mouth. "Oh it just had to be today!" He yells, getting up and going behind a tree, going ghost as fast as possible.
Danny flew around the school, looking for the ghost when he found it, in the Chemistry lab. Perfect. He went intangible and flew through a window (it being on the second floor). The ghost was drinking chemicals by the dozen, growing larger by the minute. It's body (made of multiple colors fizzing and reacting with each other) turned around. Danny could see two glowing orbs for its eyes, and a deep growl in its chest.
"What are you gonna do, throw a baking soda volcano at me?" Danny laughed. The ghost simply stood right up and opened its mouth, shooting test tubes and chemicals all around. Danny dodged most of them, but a few test tubes hit and broke on him, causing minor amounts of pain but not much. Danny turned his green eyes towards the ghost. "Not cool man!" He shouted, attacking the ghost.
"Sam, Tucker, Thermos, NOW" Danny yells, avoiding attacks and landing a few on his own. Finally, Danny hears the familiar crack of the thermos being opened and the wail of the ghost being suck it. Danny landed on the floor of the now broken chemistry lab and checked to make sure it was only Sam and Tucker in the room before turning back into Danny Fenton.
He checked his arms. only saw a few minor scraps that didn't even start bleeding and a couple of bruises, not to bad at all. He looked over at Tucker, who was breathing hard from the stairs and wrestling the ghost into the Thermos. Sam on the other hand was holding the upper part of her arm. Danny's brows knit in worry.
"Are you hurt?" He asks, going to Tucker first, because he knew the answer to Sam.
"Nah, just winded." Tucker joked, but Danny didn't have time to laugh. He quickly walked to Sam, who was still holding her arm through the hoodie.
"Sam? Did a test tube hit you?" He asks, bending down so he cold lift her chin up. Sam didn't have tears running down her face, she never cried, just brushes aside injuries and kept fighting. It was the Sam he was best friends with. The Sam he wold die for, not the Sam standing in front of him. Shes changed. Been quieter and started wearing hoodies in April, when people stopped wearing jackets.
"I'm fine Danny." She said, no emotion in her voice what-so-ever. "I'm fine Danny." Danny was tired of hearing those words. He's heard them everyday, when asking if she was okay or wanted a walk home. She was growing more distant, even if sometimes she tried to strike up a conversation or invite Danny and Tucker places, Danny knew, she was covering for going distant, hoping they wouldn't notice. Danny did.
"Here, let me see your arm." He said, trying to carefully pick up her arm. Sam didn't say anything but looked down, and pulled her arm away.
"I'm fine Danny." Was all she said.
"You're not fine Sam." Danny said more forcefully, standing his ground and keeping his arms at his sides. He stared at Sam and Sam finally lifted her head and stared back.
"I gotta go. I'll see you guys tomorrow." She said, letting go of her arm and disappearing out of the room as fast as turned to Tucker.
"Something up with Sam." He said.
"Took ya long enough to notice." He replied, watching as Sam barreled down the stairs.
"I wish I knew what was up." Danny said, pacing the room.
"Well I'll tell ya one thing, you're going to want to call her about Nasty Burger tonight, and maybe then we can talk to her about it." Tucker said, pulling out his PDA.
"Yeah, I'll do that, just.. after she cools down a bit." Danny said.
And that's that! I will hopefully be updating later tonight (most likely because WOW INSPIRATION) and the next chapter should be interesting! and that chapter after than, and the chapter after that, and so on. So, until then my dears. -Savii