"Samantha!" her mother called from downstairs.
Sam slowly opened her eyes. "What!?" she yelled back.
"Time to wake up!"
She sighed and turned over to look at her alarm clock. 7:06. She grumbled and got out of bed and stretched. She sludged into the bathroom and splashed cold water against her face to wake her up. She brushed her teeth and grabbed her makeup bag off the counter and brought it over to her. She powdered her already ghastly pale complexion and then grabbed eyeliner and lined each eye and winged it out in a cat eye effect. She didn't usually do her makeup like this, but since she was switching her style up, she figured, why not?
Sam walked back to her room and grabbed the outfit she had set out yesterday. She pulled on her black tights and then pulled the short, tattered pink dress on. She walked over to her dresser and looked through her jewelry. She picked a spiked black choker and a matching spiked bracelet.
"Somethings missing..." she said to herself, looking in mirror. "Lipstick!" she ran back to the bathroom and dug through her makeup bag. She pulled out a pale pink lipstick. She twisted the end, extending the lipstick and glided it against her lips, puckering them slightly.
She walked back to her room and grabbed her black vans and pulled them on and then took one final look at herself in the full length mirror. She smiled at herself. She then looked back at her alarm clock. 7:32. "Crap." she grabbed her backpack off the ground and ran downstairs. Her mother was sitting at the kitchen table eating toast and looking at the newspaper when she heard Sam walking into the room.
"Good morning." Her mother said, still looking at the newspaper.
"Morning." Sam said, walking over to the fridge to pour a glass of orange juice.
Her mother looked up and gasped. "S-Sam you're.. wearing pink!"
Sam finished pouring her orange juice and turned around. "Uh.. yeah." she said nonchalantly.
Her mother then frowned, noticing the tatters at the end of the dress. "What did you do to it?" she asked.
Sam looked down. "I just cut it a little shorter, that's all." Her mother continued to stare at her. "I'm trying a new look, ok!"
Her mother quickly looked back down to her newspaper. "Ok!" Sam rolled her eyes.
Sam walked up the steps of Casper High, trying to avoid all the stares she was getting. She wasn't sure if the stares she was getting were supposed to be good, or bad. She walked in the front doors and headed to her first period. She turned down the hall and then accidentally ran into someone.
She looked up and saw that it was Mr. Lancer. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" she said quickly.
Mr. Lancer brushed off his slacks and stood up. "MOBY-DICK! Ms. Manson... you look.. FUNKY FRESH!"
Sam's eyes shot out of her head. "I... uhhhhh... thanks?" She got up quickly and rushed to her class.
"NO PROBLEM!" he called after her and she tried not to laugh.
Sam reached her class just as the bell rang. She rushed over to her seat.
"What are you staring at?" Kwan asked, waving his hand in front of Dash.
Dash rested his chin on his palm. "She looks like a beautiful, gothic fairy." he said in a lovestruck voice.
"Huh?" Kwan asked. He looked in the direction of Dash's line of view and saw Sam pulling out her binder. "Woah. She looks... different."
Dash smiled sweetly. "I'm gonna ask her out." his voice sounding hypnotized.
Kwan frowned and pushed Dash. "NO, I'm gonna ask her out!"
Sam turned to see what the two idiots were arguing about and saw them both staring at her. She could have swore she saw hearts in their eyes. "Ok then..." she said quietly and turned back to her seat.
Danny looked at her up and down. "I think you pull it off." he said. "Not half bad." he smiled.
She twirled around in her dress. "Thanks. I could get used to this." she looked down at her outfit. She then pulled a book out of her backpack and put it in her locker.
Danny looked around awkwardly. "You do realize that like every single guy is staring at you right?" he asked.
She nodded and gave a small laugh. "Trust me, I've noticed. Even Dash and Kwan were arguing about which of them get's to ask me out in first period!"
"Well I don't blame them, you look beauti-... I mean.. you look nice." Danny's cheeks turned red.
"Thanks." Sam said in a sarcastic voice. "But seriously, I would never go out with Dash or Kwan, I mean I have some pride." Danny laughed.
"You really hate me, that much?" Tucker asked, staring at Sam and she shrugged.
"Look, if you want goth, fine, you can have it." she said.
Tucker furrowed his brow. "Neither of us needs to 'have it'. Why can't both of us be goth?" he asked. He was slightly offended that the idea of being anything like him made Sam want to completely change herself.
"Don't take it personal, Tuck." Sam said, which was exactly what Tucker was doing.
He scowled.
Just then Danny walked over to them. "What's up, alternative friends."
"Sam can't stand me so much that she changed herself." Tucker recapped, anger flooding his eyes.
"I noticed." Danny said. "She looks cool, huh?" Sam smiled.
"What, I don't look cool?" he asked.
"I never said you didn't either." Danny said and Tucker rolled his eyes. "It's just.. I miss you when you were a techno geek." he said and Sam agreed.
"Whatever." Tucker said, dismissing the subject. He then noticed people out of the corner of his eye approaching them. He turned and saw Dash, Kwan, Paulina, Star, and the rest of their crew walking towards them. "Uh oh." he said.
"Oh god." Danny said.
Dash walked in front of the others and went directly over to Sam. "H-hi, Sam. You look b-beautiful." he said nervously.
Danny narrowed his eyes and Sam nodded her head slowly. "Thanks..." she said awkwardly.
Kwan pushed himself in front of Dash. "So, Sam, we were... uh... wondering if you wanted to come to a party we're throwing this weekend." Dash pushed himself back in front of Kwan.
"Yeah, it would be totally cool if you came." he added.
Sam couldn't believe what was happening. Jocks were fighting over her. She decided to have fun with this. "Will there be ice cream?" she asked.
"Ice cream?" Kwan asked.
"Yeah, totally! There will definitely be ice cream!" Dash said.
Sam tapped her foot. "What about... snow cones?"
"Definitely!" They both said in unison.
"Can Danny and Tucker come?" she asked.
Neither of the two wanted Danny or Tucker to come but they nodded.
"I'll think about it..." Sam said.
They both nodded and shyly said goodbye to Sam and walked away.
"Dude, where are we gonna get a snow cone machine!"
Author's Note: Wow, Sam always runs into people while walking in the hall! Also, when I first started writing this story, I thought it was going to be mostly about Tucker, but now I think it's going to be mainly about Sam... I think there's going to be some DannyxSam also.. :3 Because I've got a ton of ideas swirling around in my head now... Please review, It inspires me to write faster!
