I basically suck.

I have no excuse.

Katerina, I am SO sorry for making you wait so long on this story. I feel terrible, honestly. I hope you enjoy this, even though it's super late. I'M SORRY D:

Alright. I don't own Danny Phantom or anything else you recognize in this chapter.

Enjoy!

Sirens Suck

Chapter Three

August 10, 2012

"Have you talked to him since lunch?" Sam asked Tucker anxiously. They were loitering outside of the school; the final bell had just rung to release the students to their weekend, and the halls were already deserted.

"Nope," Tucker said, popping his 'p.' He was completely absorbed in his PDA. Sam felt a wave of frustration rise up in her throat.

"Will you put that thing down and focus?" She shouted, snatching the device out of his hands. Tucker's eyes widened behind his glasses, effectively dissapating Sam's sudden anger. "Sorry..." She muttered, handing it back.

"I was researching Parthenope," Tucker said slowly, his eyes still on Sam.

"Sorry," Sam repeated. "I just...I'm a little frustrated."

Tucker sighed. "I know. It was a moment three years in the making." He placed a consoling hand on Sam's shoulder. "We'll figure it out."

Sam opened her mouth to thank him, but before she could say a word, a feminine giggle wafted up to them from the sidewalk. Sam whirled around and cringed when she saw Parthenope drifting down the sidewalk. She was surrounded by a gaggle of boys, Dash and Kwan among them. But right in the middle of those boys stood Danny.

"Here, let me carry your books!" Dash cried, lunging forward to seize Parthenope's books from her arms.

"No, I said I was gonna carry them!" Kwan shouted. They began struggling over the books. Parthenope stopped and arched an eyebrow at the boys.

"Danny?" She said sweetly. Danny was at her side in an instant, his eyes wide with excitement. "Will you carry my books?"

Danny ripped Parthenope's books from Dash and Kwan's hands without hesitation. Parthenope smiled and turned on her heel to continue up the sidewalk, leaving Danny, Dash, Kwan, and the rest of the boys trailing in her wake.

"What the hell was that?" Sam demanded, turning back to Tucker. Tucker, however, appeared to be completely zoned out. He was staring after Parthenope with such longing in his eye that Sam wondered if Parthenope was secretly dangling a PDA behind her as she walked. Sam snapped her fingers in Tucker's face, huffing impatiently.

"Whoa," Tucker mumbled, shaking his head. "That was Parthenope?"

"Yep." Sam grumbled darkly. "Please tell me she looked familiar?"

Tucker shook his head slowly, still staring after the mob surrounding the girl in question. "No. But I'm positive I've heard that name before. Just...give me a while to research it, I'll get back to you..."

"Oh no." Sam said, seizing the back of Tucker's backpack as he made to run after the mob. "You're not going with Danny. You're staying with me. We're figuring out who the hell this chick is."

Tucker made a high-pitched whining sound, but allowed Sam to frog-march him down the street in the opposite direction of Parthenope's mob. Sam kept her grip on Tucker's backpack tight until they were safely locked inside of Tucker's bedroom. Away from Parthenope, Tucker looked much more focused. Sam had not noticed the sheen of sweat he had developed on his brow until it was gone.

"Alright." Tucker said, dropping into his computer chair and cracking his knuckles over the keyboard of his laptop. Sam perched on the edge of Tucker's bed, watching as his fingers flew over the keys. "Parthenope...Parthenope..."

Tucker pulled Google up in his browser and typed 'Parthenope' into the search engine. "I figured we could start with Google and see if anything pops up," Tucker explained as the page loaded. "If anything comes up, we can research it a bit more from there."

"Sounds good," Sam murmured. Tucker grunted in response; the page loaded. He appeared to be reading the first hit.

"Well, now...that sounds promising..."

"What?" Sam asked, leaping off the bed and scurrying to Tucker's side. Tucker clicked the link, bringing up a Wikipedia page. Much to Sam's shock, Parthenope's name was at the very top of the page.

"It's this first link I'm looking at...'one of the Sirens from Greek mythology.'" Tucker swiveled around in his chair, arching an eyebrow at Sam. "That could explain why all the guys go nuts when they see her."

"Click on it." Sam said quietly. Tucker turned back to his laptop and did as he was told. The second page, titled Sirens, loaded almost instantly. Sam's eyes widened at the amount of Greek words on the page. She glanced at Tucker, who was skimming the article quickly.

"There." He muttered, pointing to the screen. Sam followed his finger and gasped. Parthenope was listed as one of the Sirens from ancient Greek mythology in Virgil's Georgics.

"Oh, God," Sam breathed. She staggered away from the laptop, sinking slowly to Tucker's floor. Tucker turned in his chair, watching her warily. "What do we do?"

"Well, we don't know that she's actually a Siren. It could just be a coincidence." Tucker said, looking unsure. "How do you check something like that?"

"Jazz will know," Sam said, suddenly feeling condfident. "I'll go ask her. You stay here until we know. If I'm gonna have to rescue Danny, I'd appreciate it if you were there for moral support. I don't want to have to save both of your asses."

Tucker snorted. "Yeah yeah, go save your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend." Sam growled as she stood to leave. She paused in the doorway, turning back to Tucker with a mischevious grin. "...not yet, anyways."

That is, in fact, the real Wikipedia article I was describing. It's the first link that pops up on Google when you search Parthenope.

WOOPWOOPWOOPWOOP.

Okay, again. I'm so sorry. Especially to Katerina. I swear to God I did not forget about you. I'm basically just a terrible lazy person that is terrible.

But for what it's worth, I still lovers you.

And the rest of you guys, too. I guess. (:

- Tori