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JB
(Sam's Perspective)
Sam had been sitting in her corner for almost the entire night. After arriving with Tucker and Danny she remembered why she had despised the idea of coming in the first place. It was bright, obnoxious, ungraceful, fake, fake, and fake. The only thing that kept her from retching or leaving was hope. How did I end up here in the first place? she thought to herself.
Of course I remember why I am stuck here...
After school, while the trio was doing homework together Danny asked her to go to the spring formal with her. He sort of just blurted it out.
"Samdoyouwanttogotothedancetogether?-ImeanasfriendsofcoursebecauseIwouldn'tthinkofyouthatwaybut." Danny rambled on as one of his hands found its way to the back of his neck in a nervous gesture.
"TuckandiweregoingandwethoughtyoushouldcomealongandsoIfiguredIcouldjusttakeyou."
He finally exhaled slowly and sat there with blushing cheeks and a pained smile on his face. "What do you say?"
She was shocked initially that he would ask her. She assumed the two boys would leave her to enjoy solitude as well as other assorted activities that ultra-recyclo-vegetarians did. In that moment her goth self was the only thing restraining her from looking too excited when Danny asked her on a date.
Was it a date though?Or was it a prison of lights and teens?
She wasn't sure but she was curious whether or not Danny thought it was, and if he would dance with her. At least it would give her a chance to wear her new dress she found. She was never really into dresses but this one was simplistic beauty. It was a slim and somewhat plain black dress, except it had a deep scoop in the back that revealed her pale skin and shoulder blades. In the front, the smooth looking material hugged her curves. The material dipped again between her breasts and was connected by a lace type of fabric.
The three had walked to the dance as if it was an ordinary school day. After arriving, they stared at the ensemble before them that included: a gym set up with many colored lights, large speakers in the middle that blasted music, and chairs and tables around the dancing area for people to rest and socialize. Or brood, thought Sam. Danny and Tucker started towards the magnet of music and then stopped to look at Sam. Danny opened and closed his mouth a few times like a gaping fish before he finally looked down. The two recognized the distaste in Sam's face for such an event and joined the party.
She watched Danny stumble around to a few tunes trying to shake, shimmy, or slide his way to the beat. She couldn't help but crack a sly smile at the image of such a cute boy trying to fit in. He has always been different, She observed. He was never ordinary, even without his ghost powers.I guess that's what makes him kinda… appealing. Sam scrunched her face up in thought. Appealing? I guess I would say he is appealing.He's Danny.He isn't someone else and doesn't try to be someone else.He's an individual, and being a strong proponent of individualism, I enjoy that characteristic about him.
Sam chuckled to herself as she realized she was analyzing Danny much like his sister Jazz would. He's almost two people, in fact.He has his ghost side, which at times, seemed like a completely different person: protective, bold, coordinated, and strong.Your typical 'hero complex.'
Aforementioned boy seemed to run out of steam and walked over to the refreshments table. He looked fidgety as he reached for his collar to loosen his tie. Soon Tucker joined him and they began a discussion that immediately contained a lot of energy behind their words. She couldn't hear a thing since she was a good fifteen meters from them and surrounded by noise. When Dash waltzed up to the two, Sam feared the worst. However, it seemed to be the routine joke about popularity and nothing more. Except, when Dash finished he started walking in her direction. She cowered a little, hoping the darkness would hide her from the insulting teenage Goliath. He ambled in her direction while panning left and right to find her. It wasn't long before she was targeted and he made his way to her corner of solitude. Before he could speak Sam slouched and crossed her arms.
"What do you want Dash?" She stated defensively.
"Easy there Manson. I was just coming over to ask if you would like to share the next song with me." Dash gave his best winning smile. It made Sam cringe in distaste. She searched around Dash to find Danny pacing by the punch table. Ugh, this is hopeless, she brooded. Dash coughed.
"So is that a yes or a no?" Before Sam could answer she was being hauled from her seat by her hand and led toward the dance floor. As the two passed Danny he turned, and his jaw dropped, then slammed shut in an instant, baring his teeth. Sam shrugged at him and mouthed, "HELP ME." Danny's face went through another transformation as he softened to a look of hopelessness.
Dash wasted no time placing his hands on Sam's hips and she shivered in disgust before placing her own hands lightly on his shoulders.Maybe this will give Danny a reason, or at least some guts to ask me to dance, Sam hoped. Dash grinned maliciously as they swayed to a calming song by Tenru called "The Way She Moves." Sam tensed up as Dash slid his hands to her back and pulled forcefully so that she ended up pressed to his body. She gagged and looked furiously for Danny or Tucker. She spotted Danny to her left. He was stolid and incredulous. His face fell and he started to walk away. Is he really giving up on me that fast?Leaving me to this pig? On cue, the boar spoke into Sam's ear.
"You know Manson, you could do much better than those nerds. Your body ain't half bad and with a little bit of fixing up, you could make a nice addition to the team." Dash started to trace lines on Sam's back while slowly sliding them closer to her ass. Before Sam could stomp on his shin for being a perverted hog, Dash was thrown across the room, sliding into a group of chairs utterly stunned.
