Chapter 2: Just a Car Ride
Disclaimer- I do not own Danny Phantom. Otherwise, I'd make Sam and Danny get together already...lol
Yes, it was on hold because I was writing some chapters for the annoying Vlad story. But I took a break and decided to work on this one.
Sam stared out the window of Jazz's pink car. She grimaced. Never in a million years would Sam Manson want to be caught in a pink car. She sighed. They passed some kids walking to school. Two of those kids just happened to be her best friends, Danny Fenton and Tucker Foley.
"Jazz, can you roll down the window?" Sam asked.
"Are you going to start screaming for help again?" the elder girl asked.
"No." Jazz gave her a look. "I promise!" She sighed, but rolled it down. Sam smiled and stuck her head partially out the window.
"Hey Sam!" Danny called. Tucker stared at her. "What are you doing in there?" he asked.
"Jazz is kidnapping me." Sam laughed and the two boys joined her as Jazz said, "I am not!"
"Sam you said you wouldn't scream for help."
"I'm not yet...HELP!"
"SAM!" Danny laughed and Tucker shook his head, laughing. "Sit back down!"
"Make me!"
"YOU AREN'T A TWO YEAR OLD!"
"MAYBE I AM!...AHHH!"
Jazz pulled Sam back down in her seat. She waved to Danny and Tucker and said, "She'll be back tomorrow, don't worry!" Jazz rolled up the window, but not before they heard Sam start yelling something about 911. They both snorted. They waved to them as they drove off. They could still hear muffled shouts from Sam.
"So..." Tucker said to Danny. He looked at the African-American boy. "Going to follow them in ghost mode?"
Danny grinned. "You know it. Wanna come?" Tucker shook his head. "Nah. Lancer might get a bit suspicious if we're all absent. See ya!" Danny waved as the other teen walked off, then dived into an alley. He changed into his alter ego, Danny Phantom and flew off.
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–Jazz's car-
"Jazz, was this really necessary?" Sam asked for about the tenth time after leaving her house. She shivered, as if a breeze fluttered by. Sam dismissed it as Jazz replied,
"Yes, you need a day off."
"It's not like I'm an overworked crazy teacher!" Jazz snorted as she took a right turn.
"You need a day off from all your glumness" -"GOTHNESS!"- "and all your bottled up frustration." Sam sighed.
"What frustration?" she asked. Jazz glanced ather briefly and turned back to the road. She smiled at the younger girl. "What?"
"I think you know what." Jazz told her. Sam sighed and stared out the window. "I wish I could tell him Jazz." she said, leaning her head on the window.
Jazz frowned. "Why can't you?"
"It would complicate things. Make everything all weird. I mean, what happens if he doesn't like me like that? And then we stop being friends? What if I destroy 10 years of friendship? What if-"
"No more what ifs." Jazz said, cutting her off. "Sam, it's so obvious you and Danny were made for each other. When we get back, tell him. If the signs were crossed, and he doesn't, just be friends."
Sam looked at the older girl. "Thanks Jazz." The red-haired girl stopped at a red light and smiled at her.
"No problem." she said. "Sometimes you just need an older sister time." Sam smiled and turned back to the window.
–Danny's POV–
I took off after Jazz's car. I went invisible, searching through the small crowd of metal bodies. I quickly found it and flew down to it. After going intangible, I phased through it and settled down in the back seat.
"Jazz, was this really necessary?" I heard Sam ask. I saw her shiver at my presence and swallowed a gulp.
"Yes, you need a day off." Jazz replied
"It's not like I'm an overly worked crazy teacher!" Jazz snorted as she took a right turn.
"You need a day off from all your glumness" -"GOTHNESS!" Sam interfered and I smiled- "and all your bottled up frustration." Sam sighed.
"What frustration?" Jazz glanced ather briefly and turned back to the road. She smiled at the younger girl. "What?"
"I think you know what." Sam sighed and stared out the window.
'What is she talking about?' I thought.
"I wish I could tell him Jazz." she said, leaning her head on the window.
'Him who? Tell him who what!' my mind shouted.
'Oh yeah, because I know!'
Jazz frowned. "Why can't you?"
'YOU WHAT WITH WHO?'
"It would complicate things. Make everything all weird. I mean, what happens if he doesn't like me like that? And then we stop being friends? What if I destroy 10 years of friendship? What if-"
'10 years of friendship...me? Does Sam...love me?' I couldn't help but grin at the thought.
"No more 'what if''s." Jazz said, cutting her off. "Sam, it's so obvious you and Danny - my heart fluttered- were made for each other. When we get back, tell him. If the signs were crossed, and he doesn't, just be friends."
'WELL, DUH I LIKE HER LIKE THAT!'
Sam looked at the older girl. "Thanks Jazz." The red-haired girl stopped at a red light and smiled at her.
"No problem." she said. "Sometimes you just need an older sister time." Sam smiled and turned back to the window.
I sat in the back seat, invisible, grinning like an idiot. 'Sam loves me...Sam loves me...Sam loves me...'
A/N: Yea, you all probably hate me for not updating Vlad's story. Lol I hope you like this chapter. Better stuff in the next chapter!