Yay! I'm back from the beach! I had fun but it's good to be home. I decided that I'm going to try to finish this story and Terrible Twos before summer ends...don't worry people! I can do it! haha, well, enjoy Valerie's diary!

Dear Diary,

I hope I knocked some since in Star yesterday. She did seem a little dazed after she left, like she was thinking for once in her life. Maybe I got to her, but knowing how thickheaded Star can be sometimes you never really know. Hey, don't get me wrong; she's been like, one of my best friends since as long as I can remember. But Sam is my friend too. I had to stick up for her, like Star stuck up for Paulina, because something in the back of my head told me that no one else was taking the girl's side. When I visited her today, I found out just how right I was…

"Hello, you must be Mrs. Manson…is Sam home?" I asked the red-headed woman that answered the door. I nearly stuttered out the words. Sam's mom looked nothing like Sam whatsoever. It took me a while to realize that she was in fact Sam's mother and she did in fact, let me in the house regardless of my awkward staring.

"Sammy-kins is up in her room," Mrs. Manson said, ignoring me, "Just go up the stairs and take a left, it's the third door on the right." An elderly lady drove up to us in an electric wheelchair and smiling brightly. Just a guess, but I think it was Sam's grandma.

"If you can't follow those directions, dear, just listen to the loud heavy metal music that's blasting in the halls. It'll take you right to her."

"Er…thanks…" Was all I could manage to say. I actually followed both of the given directions from Sam's grandma and mother, and found my way to Sam's room.

Sam and I have never really gotten along. She likes Danny, regardless of how much she denies it. Anyone with eyes can see her blind love…well, anyone but Danny. I like Danny too. That's also obvious. But I, unlike Sam, had made somewhat of an attempt to make a relationship work out between us. If it wasn't for my job…

I sighed disappointedly.

I turned Danny down not because I didn't like him…but because of my secret ghost hunting job that only my dad and I know about. Us, and apparently my main target: Amity Park's Public Enemy Number One, Danny Phantom. That's why I got so mad at Star for sticking up for him and Paulina yesterday. I hate them both. And currently, I can only 'physically' destroy one of them. So Paulina will have to wait…

The door knob to Sam's door shook slightly. I gasped and fear crawled up my back: too late to turn back now. The door swung open and the depressed-looking figure of Sam now stood in the doorway. She looked gloomier than normal and her facial expression only slightly changed when she caught site of me.

"Valerie?" She croaked; her voice was hoarse like she'd been screaming. In her pillow no doubt.

"H-Hi…" I stuttered. I know I sounded stupid but Sam looked so…different than she normally did.

"What are you doing here?"

"I-heard what happened between you and Paulina…"

"Oh," Sam said, her face turned back to the depressed state, "So you here to yell at me too?" That kinda took me by surprise.

"Who yelled at you?"

"EVERYONE!" She shouted, walking back into the room. She left the door open and I assumed that was the closest thing to and invitation I was going to get so I took it. I didn't recognize the band that was playing but a few Morbid Anti-Social Youth posters that decorated Sam's dark room might've given it away. Sam was on her bed, turned away from me and looking at something that rested on her lap.

"I'm not here to yell at you Sam," I said, hoping that I wouldn't set her off again. She didn't bother looking up from the thing that was grasping her attention.

"Go ahead. Everyone else did. Danny, Tucker, my parents, Paulina's parents, EVE-RY-ONE!" She sighed and her shoulders sunk. I didn't know whither to comfort her, or stay where I was.

"Why is everyone mad at you? Paulina got what she deserved!"

"It doesn't matter, they are. Danny won't even talk to me, and Tucker tries to avoid me all the time because he can't stop talking…" she trailed off and sighed. She stood up and slammed what she was looking at closed.

"I'll tell you what Manson," I said, trying to cheer the gothic girl up, "You come to the carnival with me, and we'll get this whole thing settled out okay?" I didn't expect the reaction I got from the girl. Her face was completely blank, and her mouth was slightly agape. I started feeling a tad uncomfortable and felt myself shifting my weight from foot-to-foot.

"What?" She said at last, laughing a hollow and forced laugh, "I'm not going to the carnival tomorrow!"

"Uh, yeah, you are! If I have to physically drag you out of this house, you are going tomorrow, and you are going with me." Sam smiled a weak smile, but her depression made it drizzle away.

"I-I'll think about it Val," She sighed, "right now though I kinda want to be left alone…" She looked at me sadly and I nodded in understanding. She opened the book-thing she was looking at early and continued to stare at the pages. Before I left her room I caught a small glimpse of the contents. A photo album filled from top-to-bottom with pictures of Danny, Sam, and Tucker, all hanging around and having fun.

Poor Sam, I thought as I walked down the steps and out the door to her house. She called me Val. She never calls me Val. Man, she must be really upset.

I will drag her to carnival if I have to use my jet sled to do it.

'Beep' 'Beep' 'Beep'

And speaking of having to use my jet sled…

Stupid ghosts! I thought as I stopped the beeping on my wrist and looked around for cover. Running behind a U-Haul truck, I activated my new ghost hunting suit, which by the way, makes my old one look like tissue paper. I felt the familiar fabric wrap around my body and the clothing turn to mechanical medal as my suit completed itself. The tinted visor on my helmet slid down to cover my face and I jumped in the air feeling the sled extend under my feet. I didn't want to waste anytime to beat any ghost that got in my-

-Whoa!

This ghost was defiantly new. Not just to town, but to me fighting her as well. The girl was small, around the age of 11 or 12. Her white bangs that were too short to be pulled up into her tight ponytail hung down in her face and nearly covered one of her crimson green eyes. Her clothes consisted of nothing but black, white, and grey colors that created fancy designs all over her attire. The thing that really caught my attention though, was the familiar DP symbol on the front of her shirt. The only other person I knew that wore that was…

"Danny Phantom?" The girl in front of me jumped. Snapping her head in my direction, she grinned sheepishly as to not noticing me before.

"Er…n-no…" She started rubbing the back of her neck a little shaken. She actually seemed somewhat lost.

"I-I'm Danielle Phantom, Dani for short…uh…with an 'i' instead of 'y'. Seeing as you…somewhat seem to know Danny Phantom…you wouldn't know where I could find him…would you?" All I could do was stare at the girl. She seemed so…innocent.

Ghost Valerie! She's a GHOST! No ghost is innocent. Not one…

Danielle or whoever squeaked as she just managed to dodge the blast I fired at her. I chased her about three blocks and managed to hit her twice in the leg. She was good at dodging things and I found it weird that she didn't even attempt to fire back at me. Not to mention go invisible.

…

Oops. I spoke too soon. Ah well, I have more important things to do than worry about some stupid little kid ghost that's looking for Phantom. Like, talk to Danny, kidnap Sam and 'accidentally' meet at the carnival. I can always worry about Danielle Phantom later…

But the more I thought about it, the more I really wanted to know about her. Like, why was she looking for Danny Phantom? Why was her last name Phantom? Maybe the two were related…EW! As if one annoying ghost kid wasn't enough in this town! It doesn't matter though, Mr. Masters says I'm the best ghost hunter in Amity Park so I can catch both Phantom siblings and solve Danny and Sam's problem all before the carnival tomorrow! Or…during it. Hopefully it's the first one. I don't want people getting hurt because I couldn't stop some 12-year-old kid (especially Danny, seeing as he's always the one that gets targeted during ghost attacks). That's most likely because he's the son of two world renounced ghost hunters though. But like I said, I don't have too much to worry about…

I am, after all, the best!

Valerie Grey

I don't think that I have to tell you that Dani's up next but in case I do...well...Dani's up next. I think I'm going to do Jazz and if the story still plays out from there I'll just go back to Sam and follow the list again. Okay though, hope you enjoyed it and I'll see you next time I update...which should be soon come to think of it...