Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Danny Phantom. O.o

a/n: Halla at'cha girl! I'm back with a continuance chappie of 'Romeo and the New Girl'! Hooray. Well please do tell me how much you love/hate it, so R&R. Enjoy!


Danny's POV:

The rest of the play went by like a breeze. It seems like only seconds before, we had been doing that scene, and then I entered the tomb. Dragging the dead body of Paris behind me. I look around frantically for my love thatwas no more. And then I saw her, surrounded by a halo of light that appeared when I had seen her. I stepped away from the bloody lifeless Paris and stepped closer to her.

When I had reached her I placed my arms around her and said softly, almost sounding like I was about to cry, "Ah dear Juliet...why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe that unsubstantial death is amorous. And that the lean abhorred monster keeps thee here in dark to be his paramour?"

I had lifted the ceremonial cloth gently from her beautiful face, like I didn't want to wake her from her peaceful slumber. I stroked the side of her face with my hand and looked at her for another momment. Durring that time I heard some quiet sniffs escape from out in the crowd.

"For fear of that, I still will stay with thee, and never from this place of dim night depart again. Here. Here will I reamain with worms that are thy chamber maids. Oh, here will I set up my everlasting rest."

I choked back real tears now, breathing deeplyto steadymyself to say my last few lines.

"Eyes look your last. Arms, take your last embrace. And lips, oh you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death." I said letting two tears stream down my face, I didn't care. This momment was too good to interupt with wiping of tears. So I kissed Juliet for the last time. I reached my hand into my pocket and shakily drew out a vial with the dreaded poison in it.

"Come bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide. Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on the dashing rocks thy seasick, weary bark. HERE'S TO MY LOVE!" I cried out drinking down the poison (water) in one quick swig.

"Oh..." I gasped, and coughed, " True apothecary. Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss..."

I moved up to Angeline who I saw had a tear stain glistening from the corner of her eye down her face towards the pillow where she lay.

"...I...die..." and I fell breathing out the last words to the deadily silent crowd. I landed and then lay still upon the ground.

More silence and then Juliet bolted upfrom the tomb she was on. The Friar then enters looking like he had just run there. He spotted me lying on the ground and Juliet blinking away the tired from her eyes.

She see'sthe Friarand says, "Oh comfortable friar! Where is my lord? I do remember well where I should be, and there I am. Where is my Romeo?"

There comes a sound from off-stage and the Friar tries to get Juliet to come with him. Away from all the death. But Juliet is not fooled. She knows something is wrong, so she fights back and once she has excrecated herself from their struggle, she see's me lying there. The Friar then runs for it.

"What's here? A cup, closed in my true love's hand? Poison I see, hath been his timeless end. Drunk all, and left no friendly drop to help me after? I will kiss thy lips. Haply some poison yet doth hang on them to make me die with a restorative."

She then bends over me and gives me a shaky kiss, like she too was holding back tears. She pulled away from me and gave a slight sob. Juliet knew that it was no use. Her eyes then sought out a different alternative. Her gaze then rested upon the (retractable) dagger in my belt.

She unsheathed it, and with tears shinning brightly she called out, "Oh happy dagger! This is thy sheath! There, rust and let me die!"

She raises it above her head and plunges it into herself. She cries out and then, falls over my own lifeless body. No one speaks and we lay there for a few seconds before Anthony enters onto the stage and walkes to the edge.

"A glooming peace this morning with it brings. The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head. Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things. Some shall be pardoned, and some punished. For never was a story of more woe...than this of Juliet...and her Romeo." he boomed out, taking one final bow, and walking off. The curtains then fell and the play was over.

I opened my eyes and looked at Angeline whose eyes had opened also. A few tears then fell from her face and landed on the ground. I sat up and gave her a tight hug. Then we got up and listened. Nothing had happened. No sound whatsoever had come from the other side of the curtain. Kids then filed up in a line and headed onto the stage for curtain call.

But when the curtains receeeded, still no sound. I bent into the first bow and then everyone else did. I was in that bow for about twenty seconds before I heard anything. One solitary clap had rung out from the back of the theater. Then the person clapped again, and again, and so on. And soon everyone had erupted into a frenzy of whoops and cheers and claps. I rose and gave everyone I could reach a hug.

The curtain was dropped once again, but this time the crowd would not stop cheering. So, Ms. Hunt waved groups of students out onto the stage one final time. And then she waved Angeline and I out as the last ones. I smiled at her and took her hand in mine. We strode out, took a bow, and waved. Then, it was really over.

I walked back-stage and was met by what seemed like every girl in the play. Hugs were given to me and comments like,

"Danny, that was beautiful-"

"Will you marry me-"

"You were wonderful."

The last voice caught my attention. I turned around and was caught in a light embrace. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me.

"You're almost too good."Angeline whispered into my ear.

I didn't quite understand what she ment by that, but she pulled away before I could ask about it and called out to everyone, "Alright! We have to go and get a party started!"

They all cheered and pulled me towards the doors. And soon enough, we were at my house with the music pumping.


a/n: Wow. I hate Romeo and Juliet. Not really, but it is just so sad. It gets me every time. Well, R&R and I will get the next chappie up soon. O.o