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Sam and Valerie have made a bet; to see who can get to Danny's clueless head first. Sam thinks her individuality and intelligence will get her through to his mind, while Valerie has other plans. She thinks her beauty and HER intelligence will get to the thickness head of his. Sam realizes her remark is true- and decides the one and only thing for him to realize her; become girly and a flirt. Will it work? Can Sam really do it, and make Danny realize his unedifying love for her, or will it be too late?

Billy Shakespeare

I don't need to read Billy Shakespeare,
Meet Juliet or Mavolio,
Feel for once what it's like to rebel now,
I wanna break out, let's go!

(Yeah right! I have got to get to Danny, before it's too late!)

"Thanks." Sam said, grabbing her change from her salad in the lunch line. She headed over for her usual table. It was her sophomore year, and things had definitely changed since she was a freshman.

There not all bad, if that's what you're thinking. Her looks had changed, which had caught the eyes of some very cute boys.

Sam had gained curves, shaping her body very differently from what it used to be. She was surprised when guys kept on asking her out, obviously noticing the difference. Sadly though, none of the changes had caught one certain boys eye, who's which she had been longing for to notice her since freshman year.

Sam had finally decided to grow her hair out. It reached her back, swaying ever so softly back and forth. Her acquire changed too. She dumped the old look, black tank top oval circle in the middle, short black and green plaid skirt, purple tights and combat boots.

She changed it to an, oh so, adorable dark blue attire for a shirt, black khaki shorts, and fish net arm linens for her arms. She chunked on tons of black bead necklaces, and choosing to wear black eye liner and mascara with navy blue eye shadow that matched her shirt. Sam changed her purple lip stick to a pretty dark rose colored lip gloss. She really was surprised Danny still hadn't told her his love for Sam.

Really, bad things hadn't happened this year. It had all been going perfectly. The time going bye quickly in class, less ghost fight for Danny, things were great. Oh, did she mention her best friend was half ghost?

Yes. Amity Park's hero, a.k.a Danny Phantom, was Sam Manson best friend, and secret lover, Danny Fenton. The town accused him of being a villain until he saved the town once from total destruction and changed most of the town's minds about him being evil.

Danny had probably been the most to change. He had grown his hair out, Danny's bangs hanging just an inch or more below his eyebrows. His hair was in this middle of his neck, making Sam want to melt by the cuteness he showed off as he ran his fingers through it.

He now wore a red shirt, and of course his favorite blue jeans. He stuck with white shoes, making it match his attire.

Danny was still skinny- but not completely. The ghost fights had done him a favor, gaining him a six pack, and a good amount of muscles that made him look strong. His grades had been shooting up lately, which made his life a whole lot easier.

Of course she couldn't forget her trouble making techno geek friend, Tucker Foley. It was weird, actually. After all the helping she and Tucker did together for Danny, he had gained a very good amount of body strength, no where near looking as scrawny when he used to be.

Ditching the dorky glasses, he decided to get contacts. A few years before Tucker had gotten tons of zits, and he got pro-active, which made them go away. Oddly, it changed his entire appearance, also catching the eyes of many, many, pretty girls. Sam was very surprised, as was Danny.

"Sam!" Danny shouted, waving his hand frantically in the air to catch her eye. She waved in his direction, and made her way over. Sam plopped down her salad, and sat down, smiling at him.

"Hey, Danny, what's up?" She asked.

"Every thing is GREAT!" He exclaimed. "You know, I really think Valerie's coming close to quitting ghost hunting. That means we could go out!" He shouted happily, almost like a little kid. Sam sighed. See? Do you see how dense he was when it came to her feelings for him?

"That's great, Danny." She said quietly. "I'm happy for you."

She lied of course. But she just couldn't help herself. It was breaking her heart, and soon if he didn't realize her feelings for him, she was about to bust.

"Hey guys." Tucker greeted them happily.

"Hey Tuck. What are you so happy about?" Sam asked.

"Well, remember that really nice hot chick I like, Bridget? Today, she asked me out! We're going to the movies together Friday." He grinned, eyes sparkling with glee.

"Awesome!" Danny said, giving Tucker a high five as he sat down.

"So Danny, what's going on with Valerie?" Sam stopped eating her salad. She already heard the story, so what was the point? She sat that there. Laying her head down on her hand, Sam stared ahead.

Anger and jealousy were rudely coming in, acting like Sam didn't need them right now. She shut her eyes tightly. Don't think about it. You're going on a date with Brian Saturday, remember, Danny doesn't like you, Brian does.

Sam opened her eyes sadly. She felt tears brimming in the corner of her eyes.

"Guys, I'm going to go. I'm not hungry. I'll see you next period." Sam grabbed her tray and walked off and dumped her food in the trash can. She whipped her hands, and began to go to the ladies room.

I can't take this anymore! She argued with her inner self, until Danny interrupted her.

"Are you ok Sam? You look upset." Danny interrupted his conversation. "Yeah, I just don't feel well. Bye." With that, she turned her back to them, and walked off.

"Dude, what the heck did you do?" Tucker asked. "I didn't do anything! She's been like this for the past two weeks. I don't know what's up with her." Danny snapped.

"You are SO, clueless! Danny, Sam loves you! Okay? That's it! She LOVES, you. L-O-V-E-S YOU! That's why she's acting like this." Tucker yelled, annoyed with his dense friend.

Danny began to laugh. He held his stomach, and his giggles poured out.

"Oh, good one Tuck. That's good." Danny calmed down and whipped his tears that had trickled down from enjoyment.

"I'm serious dude. She really does love you. Why do you think we call you clueless?" Tucker stood up now too, about to through his trash away and decided to leave his friend by himself.

"I want you to think about it Danny. All of the stupid things you did, hurting Sam with you're girlfriends. I mean it. For now, though, I'm not talking to you until you do something about it." Tucker said angrily and sauntered off.

"TUCKER!" Danny called from afar. Danny growled and plunked his head down on the table. How was he going to figure all of this, out? Sam LOVED, him? He didn't believe Tucker.

Tonight, he was flying by her house, to figure just what the heck was really wrong with her, before it's too late, and something happens.

I'm trying to type more. So, did ya like it?! I know you did, and you're just totally tempted to press that little blue button that says go. Do it, do, it, do it! For me, please?