Zinger: (n.) Comment or remark that grabs attention.
Characters: Sam, Danny, Lancer
Genre: Romance/Friendship/Humour
Rating: K+
Pairing: D/S
Summary: She never knew detentions could be so...enlightening. Though Sam wasn't staying around for this one.
As the shrill ring of a bell echoed throughout the crowded school, a girl sitting next to her friend sighed, giving him a look filled with pity. He smiled sheepishly at her, raising his hands in a 'what can I do?' gesture.
She slowly got out of her seat, packing her books into her bag as the rest of the class exited the room. Only the teacher and the two teens remained.
"Mr. Fenton," came a voice from the front of the classroom, "I assume you have some work to do?"
"Yes Mr. Lancer," the boy nodded, quickly opening a textbook and grabbing a pencil from his book bag, idly turning it between his fingers.
The girl shook her head, swinging her own bag over her shoulder as she watched her friend read the English book. Or rather, pretend to read. He looked rather dazed at the moment.
"Well, as much as I'd love to stay, I should be going. Have fun in detention Danny." She said cheekily.
Danny rolled his eyes, still focused on the work in front of him. He had gotten caught skipping class yesterday and had to pay the price.
Sam turned on her heels and began walking away, tossing a short goodbye on the way.
"See you tomorrow Danny."
She heard a hum of agreement come from him. "Bye..." he paused.
Not noticing his lapse in speaking, Sam continued her trek to the door weaving past empty desks. She was about to say goodbye to Mr. Lancer when Danny spoke again.
"Love you Sam."
Stopping in her tracks, Sam opened her mouth in surprise, wondering if what Danny had said was actually spoken aloud, or if her ears were playing tricks on her. Turning back around, she gazed at him.
He was still reading the textbook, eyes moving along the page. It looked as if Danny hadn't even know he had said it. That he loved her. She took a deep breath, trying to calm the shock of what had just come to light.
The sound of someone clearing their voice broke her trance.
Sam glanced over her shoulder and spotted Mr. Lancer, he had an eyebrow raised and a knowing smile on his face.
"Ms. Manson. I don't believe you have detention today."
Her face reddened. He had heard Danny.
"Sorry Sir, I'll just be going."
She made her way out the door, trying to avoid the gaze of her teacher, but not before glancing at Danny one last time. He was still engrossed with his book, pencil tapping on the desk. Sam shook her head, a smile forming.
'Love you too Danny.'
A/N: Had to write something fluffyyy! Don't really know if this chapter is very plausible or not, or if it makes a lot of sense, but I had to work late today and am dead tired at the moment. I hope you guys enjoyed nonetheless :)
...And I finally used every letter of the alphabet XD