NoOne's Twilight, now you remember what happened the last time so try to make this one look like an accident and your life doesn't suck!
sammansonrepilica, soon, but I have to make this a real DP fic and it wouldn't be so if Danny doesn't get his powers. I know that it is a little late in the game, but I want it that way for a reason.
The next day found Lina sneaking from her house, the teal eyes large as she scoped the area to make sure it was clear. Her stepfather was at work while her mother had been at her job since six that morning. Lina watched the sun as it rose high into the skies above her as she clutched the large book in her hands. Running off toward the woods in the back of the house she didn't notice that she was being watched by another pair of eyes, the blue orbs watching in curiosity. Finding a spot in a tree she laid the book open and began to read again...
The next morning Danny walked up to Sam who had her back to him, her form stiff as she moved around in the locker searching for something, but he couldn't see because her door was pulled to guard her face.
"Hey," the male said, but stepped back when the Goth before him jumped slightly. Moving the locker door away from her he found a rather tired looking teen. "Hey, what's up? You look a little jumpy." Sam shook her head on a sigh.
"Just didn't sleep very well last night," was her response. Danny looked her over, his eyes taking in the bags under her eyes as well as the fact that her hair was a little frazzled. This wasn't just from one night, no, this looked like something that only happened over a period of time, but why was he only noticing it now. Before he could ask any more questions the bell for class rang loudly and with a slam Sam headed off. "See you at lunch!" Danny watched her head off and he wondered what could be bothering her. Blinking he realized that he was going to be late for class so he dashed off not aware of someone watching him from down the hall.
A few hours later found the teens in the lunch room where Sam pushed some of her food around even as she took a bite here and there. Tucker sat down next to them, his meat making Danny's mouth water as Sam moved further down. The pair of males noticed, but neither teen wanted to say anything that might set the Goth girl off.
"So, what's going on?" Tucker inquired as both male teens looked to Sam, the raven haired heiress in question looking up at them in bewilderment. "I have noticed that you seem to rush off rather quickly now instead of hanging out with us." Sam sighed as she took another bite.
"Yeah, I do, but as it is getting closer to the end of school and that means test if you don't remember. I need to study harder since this is the last year of school and I want to end it on a good note." Danny and Tucker didn't understand that for Sam hating school so much why she tried so hard to get the A's that she received in every class. "I know that you don't understand that, but for me I want those grades to stay out of this school unlike the pair of you who find yourselves in detention or taking a test over."
"Okay, that makes sense," Tucker stated, but the raven haired male next to him wasn't so sure about her story. Something didn't make sense.
"You didn't do this last year," he pointed out to which Sam pointed out that there wasn't a big test like there was at the end of this year and college applications to fill out. "I thought you weren't going to college."
"Well, after this year I have changed my mind and find that I want to further my education."
"Sam, I think that you are full of shit." Sam stood up, her empty plate in hand as she glowered down at him.
"I don't give a fuck about what you think. I am entitled to change my mind when I want. For all you know I might start wearing pink and joining the cheer-leading team just for the hell of it so get off my back!" With that she rushed off, her black skirt shifted with anger as she dumped the plate in the trash before leaving the large lunch room. As soon as she was gone the whole congregation of peers around them turned their eyes on the pair of boys. Danny frowned as he too stood up before leaving, but unlike Sam he didn't throw his plate away. He headed off in the direction she was in, but found the halls empty. How could she have moved that fast? Who the hell was he kidding?! For girl and a Goth she had the stamina of a gold metal athlete. Walking down the halls still looking since there was no door out this way he continued his search knowing he would eventually run into her. What Danny didn't know was that Sam had headed out into the halls, but upon seeing a familiar figure in the hallway she had turned and headed in the other direction only for said figure to follow her.
She was now in the girl's bathroom with the door locked as she waited for the bell to ring so she could head to the next class. Laying back against the door she found that she wasn't alone as another Goth girl stepped of the stall, her green jacket pulled tightly over her own black skirt. She looked to Sam and seeing that the small girl was nervous pulled out a cigarette before offering it to her.
When Sam shook her head she said, "Trust me, it helps." Sam took it and looking at it found the other girl handing her a lighter and helping her light it up. Sam took a puff and with a slight cough felt the feeling of calm fall over her. Behind them the small square window to the bathroom was open as the other teen lit up another one and the pair waited it out. The other girl said nothing as she sat across from Sam, the Goth girl feeling a little light headed, but she didn't care as she continued to smoke until the cigarette was gone. As they disposed of the butts the bell rang and the other girl unlocked the door just as a rush of students passed them. Turning to Sam she handed her the rest of the pack.
"Oh, I couldn't," she said, but the teen placed it in her hand before showing her that she had a whole other pack. Sam nodded as she was also given a lighter before the other teen disappeared leaving Sam standing next to the bathroom.
"There you are!" someone yelled as she quickly shoved the smoking items into her backpack. Looking up she found Danny looking rather worried. "I was wondering where you had gone." Sam shrugged.
"I needed to use the restroom," she said and seeing that Danny wanted to ask more she continued, "You know, that time of the month and all." That shut his mouth as a look of disgust replaced the look of worry. "Now, we need to get to class, you more so than me because with my good attendance record and grades I am sure I could be late and no one would even think anything of it." Glaring at her they headed off to the only class that they had together. As they sat down next to each other Sam looked forward as Danny began to smell the air.
"I smell cigarettes," he said as he waved at the air.
"Danny, most of the students in our class are of legal age to purchase smokes so most of them I am sure have that smell." Sam felt bad for smoking, but at the same time she was still feeling the slight calm from said smokes. Before he could say anything to that Lancer appeared before them before he began teaching.
"Want to hang out tonight, it is the weekend and all," Tucker asked the other two teens. Sam almost shook her head, but Danny spoke up for the both of them.
"Sounds like a plan," he said as he grasped her hand before tugging her to follow the techno-geek down the street to his home. Sam wanted to yank her hand free, but didn't as she allowed herself to be pulled along. Tonight her stepfather had things to do with her mom since this was the time that Pamela's big events took place so that meant he would be out of the house until after eight.
"As long as I am back home at seven," she clarified for the teen males who nodded even though they didn't understand her need to be home studying on a weekend. What Sam wasn't aware of was the man she was avoiding was watching the trio walk down the street, his brown gaze locked on the teens holding hands as they disappeared and the look on his face told all who saw him that he wasn't happy about that display. Turning from the teens he headed in the opposite direction.
That night at about six thirty Sam left Tucker's house with the confidence that she would make it home way earlier than she had hoped. Walking up the steps she saw that the driveway was empty and the lights in the big house were empty.
"Thank god," she muttered as she unlocked the house before heading into the darkened living room. Without flipping on the light she headed for the stairs, after all with as long as she had lived in the house she should know her way. Making her way up the stairs she felt the hairs on the nape of her neck stand up, but looking around and seeing nothing out of the ordinary she opened her door before closing it and locking it. Flipping on the light she felt her heart stop at the sight of Reynal, her stepfather smirking at her from across the room, but before she could turn to unlock the door he was on her and everything went black.
