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Me: sorry. I've been really busy. I had most of this chappie typed up, but I got mad at it because I got writer's block in the last two-hundred words, so I erased it all and went with a new idea.

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Me: Anyways, I don't own Danny Phantom, but-

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Me: You peoples are vicious today…

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Tucker handed me a skirt over the door and continued searching through the racks as I told him about what happened between Danny and me. I pulled off the jeans I was wearing and slipped into the skirt. "I don't know what's wrong with me, Tuck." I whined and threw the jeans back over the door. "Too big." He sighed and picked them off of the floor. "I mean, he was right there. If I had let him, and you hadn't interrupted, he would have had me then and there."

"So why wouldn't you have let him?" He let out a girlish squeal as I threw the skirt back over. "Hey, we need to get you a dress for tonight." Beneath the dressing room door, I watched him walk over to another rack.

"I don't know. Maybe I thought maybe he wants to get together with me just because of my makeover. What's tonight?" I asked and looked at my reflection in the mirror. A pink dress flew over the door. I quickly caught it and threw it back. It was Saturday afternoon, and Tucker and I were shopping at the mall. Well, Tucker was shopping. I basically tried things on.

Tucker sighed exasperatingly. "A girl at school is having a party in celebration of the 'Great Lunchroom Unification'. You have to go." I sighed. "Pick a colour." I heard the clattering of hangers.

"Um, red?" I shrugged.

He made the noise of a buzzer off of a game show. "Wrong answer." Black fabric flew over the door. I squealed with excitement and I heard him laughing. "You need a break from your act. Go crazy."

I smiled and quickly threw it on. I stepped out and Tucker smiled too. It was made of a tight, slinky fabric, and was off the shoulder. "Perfect." I said and spun around a little, careful not to expose my underwear to the entire store. It was extremely short, barely grazing my backside, and the back, I noticed, dipped down like the yellow dress did, but didn't look that bad. Tucker clapped politely as I disappeared behind the dressing room door once again.

Moments later, we were paying for our things. I smiled as we walked out of the store, Tucker blabbing about a cute girl looking at the clearance rack. As we approached the food court, I heard my name shouted angrily behind me. I spun around to see Valerie stomping towards me, her eyes narrowed with fury.

"You little geek!" She shouted at me, the entire mall turning to see what was going on. "What did you say to him? What did you do?" She lunged at me, but Tucker quickly stepped in and held her back.

"What the heck are you talking about, Valerie?" I returned, making sure I didn't say anything rude in the mall where small kids were eating. I stepped back slowly, lest she escape from Tucker's grasp and try to attack me.

"Danny broke up with me because of you." She hissed, her voice dripping with hatred. "We were perfectly happy until you started trying to act like you were popular." She paused to make another attempt to shake off Tucker. "Then he started staring at you, and ignoring me when you were around, and saying your name when he was talking to me!" Her eyes glittered angrily and her cheeks were flushed from shouting, ignoring everyone staring at us.

"Am I not allowed to dress and act however I want?" I spoke calmly, but was secretly rejoicing inside. She glowered at me. It took all of my self-control not to smirk.

Suddenly, she shook Tucker off and dove at me, pushing me to the ground. A huge gasp went up over the food court and several people jumped up to get a better look. She began pulling at my hair and digging her nails into my cheeks. I pushed my arms between hers and wrapped them around, pushing her elbows out. She squealed and fell on top of me. I used the opportunity to roll on top and pin her shoulders to the floor with my palms.

"Don't blame me if he doesn't like you." I hissed in her ear before sitting up. She glared at me and tried to get up, but the position we were in held her to the tile. "Danny broke up with you. Get over it." My hair was falling in front of my face, and my cheeks stung from her attack. "You can't go after a guy's ex every time he breaks up with you."

We stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like forever before I climbed off of her and held out my hand for assistance. She slapped it away and stood on her own, stumbling a bit at first. "You'll regret ever touching my boyfriend, Manson." She spat and stormed away, fists clenched at her side.

Tucker sighed and stood next to me. "Come on. We've got to get you ready for tonight." He took my elbow and gently escorted me out of the mall, various whispers echoing from the crowd.

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I suddenly panicked as we walked up to the party's doorstep. "Tuck, what if Danny's here?" I bent down to fix my knee-high boots before he opened the door, exposing high school hormones at their best. Kids were strewn across furniture, eagerly tasting each other's skin. Loud music was blasting through a set of speakers and the living room had been changed into a packed dance floor.

"Then you turn up the heat and flirt mercilessly." He said bluntly, nudging me inside, causing the heat to flare around my body. I sighed and looked around the room.

"But what if Valerie's here?" I returned. He rolled his eyes and walked towards the nearest girl. I bit my lip and walked over to the punch bowl, ignoring the heated stares of guys all over the room. I picked up a plastic cup and ladled some of the bright red drink into it. It tasted really sweet, almost too sweet, but I drank it anyway.

I spotted Michael in a nearby corner and waved to him. He smiled and nudged one of his buddies, pointing towards me. I set my cup aside and walked over to him. "Dance with me." I shouted over the music and dragged him out onto the makeshift dance floor. He looked back at his friends and grinned before turning around to face me. The large crowd of teens was so dense, I was forced to dance while being pressed against Michael.

Merely moments after dancing, I was beginning to feel light headed. I broke away from the crowd and wobbled over to a couch, making sure not to disturb a pair of teens who were completely engrossed with exploring each other's bodies. I breathed deeply while looking around the room. I quickly noticed Danny talking to some girl from our history class. They were sitting really close and their faces were only inches apart.

I growled angrily and stomped back over to the punchbowl. My cup from before was gone, so I fixed another, placing it to my lips and tasting the sweet taste flowing over my taste buds. A hand clamped over my shoulder, causing me to jump. I looked to my right and saw Tucker. "Sam, don't drink the punch." I took another sip. He rolled his eyes and looked at me intently. "It's spiked." I scanned the room for Danny and saw him still talking to the history girl. I glared and took another swallow of the liquid. At least that explained why it tasted so sweet. Tucker sighed exasperatingly and gave up, walking away. I stared at the pair on the couch for a while, drinking my punch and refilling it when it was empty.

I slammed the empty cup onto the table and walked over to where Danny was, swaying a bit. I grabbed his wrist and tugged gently on it. He looked up at me and smiled. Excusing himself from history girl, he stood up and allowed himself to be dragged to the dance floor. He had obviously drunk some of the punch as well. I pressed my body against his; I didn't need the crowd to help me though.

Yep. Sam Manson had officially lost control.

While we danced, he would occasionally lean down and whisper incoherent things in my ear, tickling my skin with his hot breath. Once during our dance, I spotted Tucker watching us and shaking his head with a goofy grin. I reached for the clip that was holding up my hair and grabbed it, letting my dark hair fall out of it's bondage. I attached the clip to my wrist and continued to dance.

As a new song came on, I looked up at Danny. He was gazing at me with the hunger and longing I had seen in his eyes the night before. I leaned up and placed my lips to his. What surprised me was that he seemed shocked by my action, but he returned my kiss nonetheless. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, letting the punch take control. I really didn't care anymore.

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Buwahhaha! This is NOT the end. I still have a lot of Drama ready for the story. Let's just say the story is about to take a huge twist. Review and I'll update!