Okay, okay….I know it's been decades since I last updated, so I promise you that from now on, you'll never have to wait more than a month for an update (unless there's an emergency). So, be sure to keep up the reviews and keep on reading! But seriously, I can't work on chapter four until I get at least one more chapter up for "Ectoranium" since I'm sure those readers are getting a bit impatient. I've also been neglecting my other fanfics ("Memoirs of McLain", "The Best DP Fanfic Ever", "Not Meant to Be", and "Waste of Life") which are less popular because I only have one or two chapters on them. They need serious updating, so they can become the wonderful stories I know they'll be. Got it? Good. Be sure to check out my other stories, they're pretty awesome! Anyways…..enjoy!
Next Monday at school, the students were slightly more buzzed than normal.
"Have you heard about dannyphantomdotcom?"
"Oh my God, yes! It's like, the coolest site ever!"
"Have you been on the forums? They're so awesome!"
Sam glanced around in shock. Everyone at Casper High was talking about her website!
Paulina ran up to her entourage of friends. Sam listened in on their conversation, since the group hadn't noticed that she was standing right there.
"I'm going to ask the admin if I can be a moderator; I've been on there all weekend!"
Sam's eyebrows raised. Yeah, I've noticed. I've been on there all weekend, too.
"Oh, I know the admin will let you!" Star gushed.
Sam stared at Star in disbelief. What the hell? Of course I won't let her be a moderator! It's MY site! She'll spam my site! What is Star thinking? Then it hit her, like a rock in the face. Oh, duh. Nobody knows that I'm the damn admin!
Sam's site had gotten over two million hits that weekend. She'd also managed to get more background information on Danny Phantom up on her site; but nowhere near enough information where people would start figuring Danny out.
One thing she hadn't managed to do, however, is check the forums. She knew that she should be moderating them, but in reality, she hadn't expected so many people to visit her site and join. In just three days, there were over 150 members.
Sure, people all over the world knew about Danny Phantom; but it didn't occur to Sam that so many people would actually surf the web for information about him!
As Sam walked down the halls, everyone was talking about her site. Not just Paulina's group, but even the nerds were talking about it.
Go figure. They spend all of their time online anyways. Sam thought.
Danny came walking down the hall; alone.
"Where's Tucker?" Sam asked him.
"Sick," Danny replied. He gave Sam an odd look.
"What?" Sam feared the worst: what if Danny found out about the website? Would he think it was her? Would he be mad?
Of course he'll be mad! I'm totally violating his privacy!
"Oh, nothing. It's just…you were acting very strangely on Friday and you never called me the whole weekend. What's up with you?"
Sam shrugged, trying to stay calm. It was obvious that he hadn't heard anything about the website. "I'm fine," she replied, twitching her left eye. "I was just…not feeling well this weekend." She motioned to her throat and gave a small fake cough. "I had a sore throat."
Her cheeks flushed red; she'd just totally lied to Danny. She used to tell him everything (well, almost everything) but now, she was hiding things from him. She couldn't just stop the website though, it was such a success!
Rarely did Sam get the chance to truly succeed at something. Danny always was the hero when it came to ghosthunting, which was the only thing Sam had been reasonably good at. Now, with web design, Sam was successful. She had an awesome website, and she didn't want to delete it. Even for Danny.
"So, can you go?" Danny's question zapped Sam out of her thoughts.
Shit! I was spacing out again! Sam thought worriedly.
"Um, sure?" Sam darted a glance at Danny.
"Okay, cool. I'll see you at my house at six, then?"
"Huh? Oh, well, actually…I'm sorry Danny, but I can't. I have…homework." Sam felt ready to cry. This was like, the millionth time she'd ditched Danny in the last week.
Danny's eyes flashed green, something that never happened when he was talking to Sam. He was furious with her. "Sam! This is the sixth time you've blown me off this week!"
Sam's cheeks flushed like a tomato. "Danny, I'm sorry! I've been really spacey and it's because of all of this…homework I've had lately! I'm sorry!"
Danny said nothing and walked away.
Sam wanted to crawl into a hole and cry. She'd pretty much just lost her best friend. The worst part was, she couldn't explain why she was blowing him off, because if she told him about the website, he'd still be angry with her.
"Calm down Manson, he'll get over it. He always does. Right?" She couldn't even answer her own question.
Paulina came rushing over to Sam. Yes, her. Sam Manson.
"Um, hi?" Sam asked in disbelief. Reverting back to her normal self, Sam shot a glare at the girl. "What do you want?"
"Um yeah," Paulina started in her usual, stuck-up fashion. "I actually had a question…about web design class. I don't know any real people in that class, not that you're real, but…"
Sam clenched her fists and her eyes narrowed. "What the hell do you want?"
Not noticing her furious expression, Paulina continued. "Well, anyways, I need more ideas for my website, since I don't think making a website about this crappy town is very interesting…"
"You're asking me for ideas?" Sam asked incredulously.
"Well, Mr. Harry…"
"Mr. Harris." Sam corrected.
"Whatever. He said I had to do a website on something I wouldn't normally try so I decided to ask the weirdest person I could find."
Sam was ready to kill the girl. Instead, she replied calmly. "Oh…"
"What's your website on?" Paulina interrupted.
Sam gasped. No! She doesn't know does she? She can't possibly…
"Hello?! I'm talking here! What's your website on? Goth shit? Or how to survive in school with nerdy friends?"
Sam sighed. So she didn't know. Good. "Well, something like that…"
Paulina gave her a disgusted look. "You know what, I'm better off asking Valerie, even if she is a freak…" The preppy princess stalked off in search of Valerie.
Sam sighed. The halls were empty, and now she was alone.
That was probably the weirdest moment she'd had the whole school year. Whatever. I'll just hope that never happens again.
…line…break…&…apology…for…Paulina's…OOC-ness…
"Five million hits?" Sam was breathless. Dannyphantomdotcom couldn't be more successful! In just four days!
She checked her personalized dannyphantomdotcom email and saw that there were over 90 messages.
Have you ever met Danny Phantom? You sure have a lot of information about him.
Sam thought for a second. Should she let on to the fact that she knew the legendary ghost boy? Hell with it, he hates me enough already; it's not he'll find out anyways.
She wrote back to the messenger:
Yes, I have met him and I've gotta tell you: he's not very socialable.
"Or forgiving," Sam muttered to herself.
She clicked on the next message:
Where does the ghost boy come from? Does he live in Amity Park?
Sam responded:
I'm not entirely sure where he came from, but he sure hangs around Amity Park a lot, doesn't he?
Next message:
Does he have parents?
Sam smiled.
Yes, and they are always trying to kill him. They're clueless.
Little did Sam know that this information was going to cause a lot of trouble.
