"What kind of clues? The police and detectives looked through everything. They didn't come up with anything and left empty handed." Tucker said, startling me out of my memory.
"That's the point. They didn't take anything meaning this is almost exactly like it was when he left yesterday. Plus they don't know Danny like we do, and they don't know half of the story of why he left in the first place." I said walking into the room. It was just like it was when I last saw it, when I was looking for him.
"Well hurry up, it's getting late! Our parents will think we left with him. Even they don't know what we did to him. Do you think we should tell the officials? Maybe they can think of something."
"I don't know… Let's just see what we can find."
I noticed some papers on his dresser and picked them up, drastically hoping it was a note, but knowing that if it was it would have been taken by officials. It was just his homework and some of his school work from the past few days. The oldest dates were all completed and he got A's or B's, but the newer ones, the ones since that first day Tucker and I left him, were empty. Nothing on them, and what was filled in were all wrong. It was obvious he couldn't concentrate on the work. I felt so bad.
"How many of his clothes are missing?" I asked Tucker.
"I don't know! I didn't count his clothes before he left or something. Did you?" He said turning from the bed. I just sighed and walked over to the open closet. There was a lot of stuff on the bottom as usual, but some clothes and been knocked to the bottom as well, obvious that he was in a hurry to gather what he was taking.
"Not to many are missing. I remember that his closet wasn't completely full… maybe about 80... But now it's about half empty. Maybe about 4 sets… I don't really know."
"What does that have to do with anything anyway?"
"I don't know. I was just wondering."
"Whatever…" Tucker said and for awhile there was silence while we searched his room. But then I came across a picture. The famous picture of all three of us with dried on water stains here and there. He had been crying.
"What's that?" Tucker asked coming over while tears actually started to well up in my eyes. "Oh man… are those tear stains?" He asked, I just nodded not able to speak. After a few minutes Tucker patted my shoulder and walked away still looking. I tucked it into my pocket and kept searching.
"He didn't leave any clues. Even though we know the whole story, we can't find anything." Tucker said after another 10 minutes of searching.
"Well we did find that picture," I said, "It shows that he probably did run away and didn't get kidnapped and that it was all my fault."
"Sam, it's not your fault. Danny should have-"
"Don't say it's Danny's fault!" I yelled, tired of Tucker rejecting this as our fault for abandoning him.
"But-"
"It's our fault and you know it! We left him tucker! Don't you dare say that Danny isn't strong enough to live with the truth, or that Danny couldn't deal with something like not having friends or that Danny… whatever!" I was running out of things Tucker had said, I was so mad. He was quiet. So I walked out saying "I don't want to hear it." So quiet I'm not sure if he heard me or not.
---------Danny's POV-----------
I finally ate. A lot. I had to find another gas station to pick up some more food. Weather I wanted to admit it or not, I would have to steal food at some point. I decided it would be better to invisibly steal food a small gas station out in the middle of nowhere than in a big city.
I flew a comfortable 100 miles per hour or so and soon found another gas station with only one car filling up and 2 cars in the parking lot, probably owned by people who worked there.
I pulled out my hat and pulled it down over my face, coughing trying to make my voice sound different, and finally walking in as casually as possible. Looking around I saw a hefty man with a shirt obviously to small revealing a disgusting hairy belly, reading a magazine behind the counter. I don't think he realized I even walked in, much less cared. Good.
I walked to the back, picked up another sandwich and another bag of chips. I ducked behind a counter, went invisible, and flew away. Easy. As. Pie.
---------Sam's POV-----------
"Sam, where's Danny?" Paullina asked somehow without called me some horrible name. Even though she knew that I was with Danny, and that Danny was also the ghost-boy, she still called me names.
"I don't know." I replied turning away. I hated how many people have been asking Tucker and me that ever since the school week started. And we were only 2 hours into it!
"You don't know? But your like, all best friends!" She said. It was pretty obvious no one knows what really happened.
"Paullina, we don't know, if we did, don't you think we would have gone after him by now? We're working on it okay? We're doing the best we can." I closed my locker door and walked away, meeting Tucker at his locker to go to class.
"I hate how many people are asking us where Danny is. We don't know everything!" Tucker said when I got to his locker.
"Yea, but it is our fault." I said, still negative about the whole thing.
"Sam…" Tucker said slamming his locker door, "Don't start. I'm tired of your attitude about this whole thing. 'It's our fault this, it's our fault that.' Just shut it okay?"
"Well if you don't want to admit that we didn't have anything to do with any of this then fine!"
"We did! But it's not our FAULT!"
"Why can't you just admit it?!"
"Why can't
"Because our best friend is somewhere out there with only 80 or 90 dollars!!!"
"He has ghost powers! It's wont be to hard for him steal something."
"DANNY'S NOT A STEALER!"
"ARE YOU KIDDING? HE'S EVIL! YOU SAW HIS EYES!"
"YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M GOING TO FIND HIM BY MYSELF!!" I said and walked away as fast as I could. How could he abandoned Danny like that, why couldn't he just admit that maybe this wouldn't have happened if we just stood by him?
---------Danny's POV-----------
Miami - 50 miles ahead - Exit 35
DISCLAIMER: I STILL dont own Danny Phantom, his friends, or the other episodes. If I did own him, the series would be a lot longer and I wouldn't be writing Fan-Fiction. I would be writing full episodes.
did you like the last Danny's POV? . i didn't want to leave with him robbing the gas station, so i decided to leave with one simple sentance with some suspence. (that kinda rhymes..)
I know it took my like forever to update (a whole DAY!!!) lol - but i had to spend like all day today after school looking for a stupid choir uniform that nobody is going to see anything because our horrible robe is going to cover it up anyway... i hate my choir teacher...
Anyway, I honestly dont know if i'll get a chance to get a new one up tomorrow... I usually have alot of homework for A days (we have 3 days, C B and A... we only have 4 classes a day) anywayz, i also have my guitar lesson. so i dont know if i'll get a new chappie. It all depends on if I actually think of an idea... Cause today when i was typing this i really didn't have an idea... i was just typing to keep the story going. I know what i'm going to do later on, i'm just deciding what to do until then.
ok enough rambling, thanks everyone who has reveiwed and favorited! luv ya!!!
but still, reveiws dont hurt, and tips and ideas dont hurt either! .
oh and i just realised... are all the ------- parts just ------? i've always been putting SAM'S POV or DANNY'S POV in the middle. ok this is wierd... and more parts on chapter 6 is messed up... i gotta look into this!
