Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom, or any of the Danny Phantom characters.
_Sam's POV_
As soon as I passed my note to Danny the bell rang. I imediantly got up and hastily walked out of the room. I'm not trying to ignore my friends, or be mean to them. Okay, maybe that's a lie. I am trying to ignore them. But can you blame me? Danny is on to my secret and Tucker is drooling over me! And if I have to be a little mean to both of them in order to get away from them, then so be it.
As I walked alone in the hallway I isolated myself from all of the stares, glares, and wolf-whistles I was getting. People are just so immature! So what I changed my look just a little, it's not that big of a deal. Is it? I've been goth ever since I was little; when I first realized I was a freak. But it's not as if people even knew who I was before. Why would they care?
Deep in my thoughts, I hadn't realized I had been grabbed by a hand. An invisible hand. I was pulled through a wall as I quickly reemerged to see I was in a janitor's closet, with Tucker and Danny Phantom.
"Sam?" Danny said.
I smirked, then sarcastically remarked, "Oh, Danny Phantom. What brings a great hero like you to my school?"
"Sammie! What's gotten into you?" Danny asked.
"I told you my name's not 'Sammie' Daniel." I replied, rather annoyed. Why does he always call me that anyways? He knows I hate the nickname.
"Sam, I'm being serious! I'm your best friend, I wanna help you!" Danny said, raising his voice a little, but not so much that people would find out we were in here.
I just sneered, "Help me? Why would I need your help? And even if I did, what makes you think I want it?"
"Just tell us what's the matter with you. Pleaseeee..." Danny began begging, then used his puppy dog face. Damn it! He knows how much of a sucker I am for that face!
"I can't tell you what's wrong if there's nothing wrong Danny!" I gave him my final answer, he was not getting anything out of me!
"Then why are you dressed like... like... that!" Danny said, pausing to make hand motions towards me. He then continued, "And please don't tell me your doing this for popularity, Sammie."
"You think I'm doing this for popularity?" Oh, he totally crossed the line there! "You probably think I'm just some kind of attention whore! Danny I thought you knew me better than that, but it turns out you don't know me at all! I can't believe you even have the nerve to say that to me, considering all the times you've ditched me and Tucker for the popular crowd! What are you gonna accuse me of next, being half-ghost?"
Danny looked full-out pissed off, "How can I know you Sam? YOU NEVER TELL ME ANYTHING! All you do is dog on all of the girls at school for being too pretty, and bitch at me and Tucker for things we've done in the past! YOU JUST CAN'T LET ANYTHING GO! Would it kill you to show your actual emotion for once, instead of your fake goth bullshit?"
My jaw dropped at his words. I was utterly surprised and confused that he had said that. I wanted to cry, or atleast argue back, but I just clenched my teeth and responded, "I have to go, Danny."
I walked past him and purposely bumped him with my shoulder, like they do in the movies. It was at this time that Danny finally realized the hatred that had spewed out of his mouth, "Sam, wait..." He said, but it was much too late, I was out of there.
Remind me how this happened again?
Here's the 7th chapterrr(:
And I am SO sorry for how long it took, my computer broke and I had to get a new one, and it took me such a long time. But if you forgive me, I'll give you a cookie!(:
Anyways, I would like to thank everyone who commented and favorited my story. I'll update again soon.
