Samantha Manson, dressed smugly in her black silk pajamas with red accents, groaned as her mother, Pamela Manson ordered housemaids to keep bringing bright pink decorations, makeup kits, sleeping Bags, candy, popcorn, and stupid eighties Rom-Coms into the living room.
"I thought I told you incompetent baboons to put the chocolate fountain by the snack table! And where are the playing cards for truth or dare?" Ordered Pamela.
"Mooom!" Sam yelled in a whiny voice. "Why are you even forcing me to have this stupid sleepover? I'd rather just go to Danny's and order a pizza or something!"
"Come on Sammy! I think this is a fabulous way to bring you out of this silly goth phase! Doesn't hanging out with all of your girlfriends sound like a fun evening?"
"No. And none of the people coming to this thing are my 'girlfriends'. Look at this invite list, Mom! Valerie Grey? Paulina Sanchez, and her satellite, Star? This is like a nightmare come to life!"
"Samantha, you're just overreacting! Besides, you wouldn't even have to have this party if you hadn't gotten into a fight the other day!"
Sam smirked to herself. Last week Paulina tried to prank her by stealing her clothes after gym class. Let's just say that Paulina's smoky eye, resembled more like a black one by the time Sam was through with her. As satisfying as ruining her face was, punching Paulina led to some serious repercussions. Paulina's dad threatened to press charges, so now Sam's mom was forcing her to have a sleep over and make friends with the spoiled Latina.
Sam groaned once again and decided to head into the kitchen and call Danny and Tucker. The three best friends were supposed to play video games tonight, but thanks to this stupid sleepover, Sam had to take a raincheck. She called Danny on face chat, to which he answered in his room with Tucker close behind him.
"Hey Sam! How's the sleepover going?" Danny asked.
"More importantly have the ladies arrived yet?" Tucker asked flirtatiously.
"Shut up Tucker, and no they haven't. You guys have no idea how much I wanna ditch this place and order a pizza! My mom only ordered stupid finger foods! This party hasn't even started yet, and I'm already going crazy!"
"Come on Sam. I've seen you handle ghosts ten times your size! You can handle one night with Paulina, can't you?" Danny said smiling. Sam blushed a little, there was always something about Danny's smile that made her feel like she could handle anything.
"Yeah Sam, you've totally got this! By the way, if you get the chance, you wanna send us some pics of the ladies?" Tucker asked, eyebrows raised.
"Not on your life, sport." Sam said dryly.
Suddenly an annoying shrilly voice interrupted Sam's conversation with Danny and Tucker.
"Oh. Sammy!" Pamela called in a sing song voice. "Your friends are here!"
"For the last time, they are not my friends!" Sam called back.
"Doesn't matter, they're here regardless! Hurry up and greet them!"
Sam rolled her eyes. "Sorry guys, I gotta go."
"Okay, good luck… Sammy." Danny said before ending the Face Chat call.
Sam growled deep in her throat. He knew how much she hated that name.
She took a deep breath and walked towards the front door. "Okay." She breathed. "Let's do this."
The front door flung open, and the first vict- I mean, guest arrived. Valerie Gray.
"Valerie." Sam greeted plainly.
"Sam." Valerie answered, eyes narrowed.
Pamela nudged her in the side. Sam sighed, it wasn't like she had to pretend like she liked Valerie. She had only invited her so that it looked to Paulina like a real party, and not a way for her to drop charges for punching her in the face.
"Please, come in." Sam said emotionlessly. Valerie looked around Sam's mansion, obviously surprised at how big it was.
"Geez Manson! This is some place you've got here!"
Sam shrugged. "It's okay I guess."
Valerie dropped her orange sleeping bag on the ground and put her hands on her hips.
"Look Manson, I know you don't like me, and I don't like you. I'm still really confused to why you even invited me here. But, hey, I heard that Paulina's coming to this place, and we both have a mutual hatred for her. Can we call it a truce just for tonight?"
Sam gave her a light smile, and the two shook hands. "Sure Grey, truce."
Valerie slouched on the living room couch. "I have to say, even I didn't have the guts to slap down Paulina the way you did. Respect."
Sam took a seat next to her. "Thanks, but I consider it charity work. Everybody wanted that drama queen to get what was comin' to her." Sam smiled, folding her arms proudly.
Valerie laughed. Sam would've joined her, but the sound of the doorbell ringing interrupted her. "Speak of the devil." She said annoyed.
The door opened to reveal Paulina in her extremely expensive, hot pink, nightgown, with fluffy slippers and a matching eye mask. Star stood behind her, obviously struggling to carry both hers and Paulina's heavy duffle bag. Sam plastered the fakest smile on her face and invited her in.
"Paulina, great to have you! How have you been?" Sam said with fake concern.
Paulina returned her insincerity. "My eye hurts." She said snootily, sashaying into the room with her head held high. Pamela soon stepped into the scene. "Paulina! Fabulous to see you, darling! Samantha sweetheart, help that poor little blond girl with those heavy bags."
Sam went to help Star, but the struggling blond, refused her help. "As if I'd let a freaky goth touch these bags! They're Gucci!"
Sam rolled her eyes. "Fine." She said. Watching the girl struggle to carry the bags into the living room. When Paulina arrived and saw Valerie, she gasped. "As if going to a sleepover with the icky goth wasn't bad enough, now I have to hang out with the no-longer-popular loser!"
Valerie folded her arms. "I'm not too crazy about being here myself, princess."
Star finally arrived panting and threw the bags to the ground. She looked like she was about to faint.
"Star! What the heck is wrong with you! Don't throw down those bags, they're Gucci."
"I'm sorry Paulina, but they were so heavy!"
"What the heck did you put in those things!" Sam said, walking towards the couch.
"None of your business, freak." Paulina said rolling her eyes at her.
Sam growled again, she swore that by the end of the night, that prissy little witch was about to earn yet another black eye.
"Though I must say, this place you've got here is pretty great. If you didn't hang out with that dork Fenton so much, you'd probably be hanging out with us more often."
"I'd rather go to jail than be one of you." Sam spat out.
"Better watch that mouth, Manson. I just have to go to my daddy and tell him I had a horrible time here, and then you and your stupid family really will go to jail!"
Before Sam could come up with a witty remark, Pamela soon entered with a giant pink heart shaped board game. "Who's ready to play truth or dare, ladies?"
"Ooh! Truth or dare!" Star said excitedly.
Sam and Valerie groaned. All four girls sat in a circle as Pamela explained the rules.
Meanwhile, in the ghost zone, five of Danny Phantom's worst enemies were having a meeting on their next attack.
"That stupid ghost boy has been a thorn in our side for way too long now! After careful research, I've concluded that the way to destroy him is through that little black haired girl he's always around." Skulker, the greatest hunter in the ghost zone said to his colleagues.
Ember, the Rockstar ghost, smiled evilly. "Good, that stupid goth did a number on me the last time I fought the halfa! I can't wait to bring that dipstick to her knees!" She paused before adding. "I did like her fashion choices though."
Box ghost laughed maniacally. "I, the box ghost, cannot wait to defeat that halfa with the power of my beautiful boxes!" The other ghosts rolled their eyes.
Technus, master of technology was the next to speak. "You fools, none of your powers are a match to my exceptional tech! That halfa will be all mine!"
"I wouldn't speak too soon, you dwarfed cell tower." Said Walker, the ghost sheriff. "That halfa's been breaking way too many rules! If that girl he always has around her is his accomplice, I'll make sure she rots in jail with him!"
"Then it's settled gentlemen!" Skulker said, before earning a glare from Ember. He laughed nervously, "Ladies, and gentlemen. We get that human girl, and use her as bait to get to the halfa!"
"Sounds like a plan!" Technus said. "I the great and powerful Technus, master of tech, will go and capture the human!"
"Save your strength! It's a stupid human, it's not like it'll be a struggle to abduct her!"
"Don't underestimate her, Skulker! She's a lot tougher than she looks. Take it from experience." Walker argued. Ember nodded her head in agreement.
"Nonsense!" Skulker said, unconvinced. "Box Ghost, go get the goth girl!"
Box ghost, with an arsenal of various boxes, soon leapt into the void of the ghost zone to the Fenton Ghost Portal. "I shall acquire that human, with the help of my mighty boxes!" He yelled triumphantly, speeding towards the portal, with a target in mind.