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Chapter 33: Taking Matters Into Her Own Hands

It was midday in the bustling world of Paris, France. Sam Manson woke up and she rubbed her eyes sleepily. She smiled because the first thing she saw once she got out of bed was the photo of herself with Danny and Tucker.

Her heart leaped as her mind filled with thoughts of Danny.

This is where everything in her mind got to be so confusing—she was still trying to determine whether it was Garth or Danny who owned that special place in her heart.

Garth was in prison, and he seemed so far away. But Danny was right here, in all of her pictures and stories—she could visit him any time she liked. In her mind, she would be the only girl that he ever had. Nobody else could have him—just her. Not Paulina, not Valerie, not Cecelia.

Sam got out her story notebook and began writing a new story—one that takes place in France. The story will follow the adventures of Danny Phantom, a chivalrous hero that comes to save the love of his life from the prison that was France. Sam had a feeling she'd have a lot of spare time on her hands because she was an ocean away from all her friends and family. So she planned to make this story very lengthy.

"Come on, Sammy, let's go to lunch!" Sam's aunt Jackie called from downstairs in her perky voice.

Sam really didn't want to go anywhere with anyone who called her "Sammy". It was worse than calling her "Samantha". Sam hated her aunt Jackie with a burning passion. The way Jackie walked and talked and fluttered about always made Sam realize just how shallow some people can be. Jackie only cared about looks and body and didn't even look at personality. Or maybe that was because she wasn't intelligent enough to notice it.

"Sammy? Are you still asleep? I'm coming up there!" Aunt Jackie chirped.

Sam groaned. She had better put her notebook away.

As Sam was getting dressed, she took one last glance at the picture. "Danny, I wish that you loved me." She said softly so nobody would ever hear. And nobody would ever know. If people did find out, she would never be able to live down the embarrassment.

She zipped up her black coat and walked out of her surrogate bedroom.

But somebody did hear. Outside there was an intangible ghost looming in the window. "I've been waiting a long time for you to make that wish." The ghost said to herself. She turned visible again. Her hair was long and black and her skin was a lime green. She looked like a belly dancer genie. She was stunningly beautiful. "And so you have wished it, so it shall beeee." The ghost waved her hands around magically. And then she flew away laughing.

Sam, who was now in her aunt's pink fiat, was very miserable. All around her were the overrated misconceptions of Paris. Really, Paris is just like any other city. Only most of the people here spoke French.

"Regardez ça! Nous sommes ici déjà! " Jackie peeped. Jackie and Sam got out of the car and entered a very expensive restaurant.

From the way Jackie talked to the waiter and the host, Sam understood that Jackie comes here often. Sam didn't understand much because the menu and the waiter had French words.

All throughout the boring lunch, Jackie tried to start conversations with Sam. "So have you ever dated a really hot guy?"

Sam stared at Jackie awkwardly. "I think that the guys I date are attractive. But you might not."

"But have you ever dated a guy just for his looks?"

"No! That's shallow!"

Jackie scoffed. "Sometimes a girl is just being a girl. How many guys have you dated anyway?" Jackie couldn't believe that Sam had many boyfriends.

"I dated a guy named Greggor once. It turned out he was lying about his name and his accent and the country he was from. It was all a con job, but he admitted that he really did have feelings for me."

"Aw! That's so romantiques!"

"No, it's really not." Sam said with spite. But her eyes lit up when she remembered her second boyfriend. "But Danny was the sweetest boyfriend ever!"

"Wow, you actually sounded like a real girl right there." Jackie said. "Real girls are the girls that guys like. They're the ones who aren't afraid to fall head over heels in front of boys."

Sam stopped taking and looked at Jackie.

"Well I've never heard of you going all gaga over a boy before. And besides, isn't Danny your best friend?"

"Yeah…and he still is. But he has other best friends now. He and Tucker have always had that guy friendship that I never understood. And now with Valerie, Garth and Cecelia walking into Danny's life, I know he never saw me as his best friend."

Their food came and Sam noticed Jackie eating caviar in slow, ladylike bites. Whereas Sam had a salad and she had asked for ranch, so this was going to get a little messy. Sam tried to use her napkin as often as possible yet still she could not help but appear as more of a tomboy than a French girl.

"So why did you break up with him? I can tell that you're still totally and completely in love with him."

Now it was Sam's turn to scoff. "He broke up with me." She said sadly.

"Aaaww! Honey that's so sad!" Jackie gave Sam a hug. Sam tried to squirm out of it, but it was inevitable and unavoidable, just like the rest of Jackie. "Maybe France will inspire you to go back to him and tell him your true feelings, if he doesn't already know."

"He knows that I used to like him, but I don't think he knows that I still like him."

"Perfect! Tomorrow, I will teach you how to be suave and sexy just like all the French models you hear about on TV! Before you know it, he will be asking for you back."

Sam groaned. She never imagined herself wanting to turn into the exact kind of thing she hates just to get Danny back. "I'll do it." Sam agreed. What did I just agree to? She asked herself.

"Yaaayy!" Jackie clapped her hands. "You're going to get Danny back!"

It was a cold February day in Amity Park. Kids passed through school—in and out—just like always.

At an ordinary table sat Danny Fenton, Tucker Foley, Cecelia Hazel, and Valerie Gray. When they were all together they could talk about secrets that normal teenagers didn't have to deal with.

"You all seem to be pretty happy today." Tucker said to his friends.

Valerie and Cecelia laughed. "That's because Valerie and I both aced our math tests!"

"Well so did I." Tucker said proudly.

"That's no surprise, man. You're nerdy enough." Danny said. He and both girls laughed.

"Am I the only one that's missin' Sam and Garth? Seriously?" Tucker looked at each of his friends and tried to figure out what they were thinking. They all stopped laughing.

"I miss training with Garth." Cecelia said.

"I miss him too." Valerie agreed.

"…And what about Sam?" Tucker hinted.

"Well…" Cecelia looked down at her plate. "She was always kind of a downer."

"Downright annoying if you ask me." Valerie spoke her mind.

"I miss Sam too. But don't think that just because I'm in a happy mood today, I've forgotten about her." Danny said.

"And I miss her a lot. I used to help her with homework since she was always at home." Tucker said. "But I guess now she's gotta pull through on her own."

"That's nice that y'all miss her, but I'll be honest with you. I don't." Valerie said boldly. All three of her friends stared at her. "It's true. I'm just trying to focus on how to get Garth out of prison right now." Valerie said. "I knew a bunch of people who've been to jail before and none of them had any chance of breaking out."

"Well you've got to keep in mind that this isn't just any jail: it's a jail for ghosts. And Walker guards it." Danny explained. "I even had to go there once. And the security was top-of-the-line when I went there."

"So imagine what it is now." Tucker imputed.

"That's not helping, Tuck." Danny said. "Anyways, even if we do manage to break Garth out, what's to prevent Walker and his goons from taking Garth back again?"

"That means we've gotta convince Lyon to let him go." Valerie said unwaveringly.

"Uh, Lyon's the bad guy, remember! He isn't going to help us!" Tucker argued.

Valerie frowned at him.

When there was a disagreement like this, they all looked at Danny in turn. Danny sighed. "You guys are both right, but the only other way to do this by the rule book is to get Lyon to release Garth. If Lyon sent Garth there, he can get him out just as quick. We'll need to do something about it soon. I just can't stand it knowing that Garth's rotting in jail."

Later after school, Danny's three friends came to his house. There, Danny and Danielle took the group into Danny's bedroom so that they could have a meeting without Danny's parents hearing.

The five of them began to discuss things.

"Danielle, do you have the digital layout of the place so I can put it into my PDA?" Tucker asked.

"No." Danielle said with regret. "My laptop died. Gee, I'd like things better if Jazz hadn't already left for college so I could use her new expensive laptop."

"It's allright." Tucker assured her. "I'll just have to find another way of mapping the place."

"I've gotten a few upgrades installed on my suit." Valerie announced.

"And she's working on making one for me that I won't fry every time I fire electricity out of my hands." Cecelia said.

"So I guess we're all ready to map it out then?" Danny looked at his team and each of them nodded back at him. "Good." They all stood to their feet and made their way downstairs to the basement.

"Well hi kids!" Maddie Fenton looked up from the new ghost weapon she was working on.

Jack Fenton looked up too. "Whatcha need, son?"

Danny couldn't think of a way to distract his parents. Jazz was usually the one who took care of that sort of thing.

"Uh…there's a ghost upstairs." Valerie said plainly.

"A ghost?" Maddie put on her goggles. Jack took up his bazooka. "We'll get rid of it for ya!"

"No ghost dares come into the house of Jack Fenton!"

Danny's parents ran upstairs as fast as middle-aged adults could go.

Quickly, Danny and Danielle changed into their phantom halves and Valerie clicked her heels and her suit and hover board appeared on her. Cecelia rode with Valerie on the whirring hovering board and Danielle took Tucker's hand and flew him.

"Whoa." Cecelia almost fell off of the hovering board.

"I don't think it's meant for two." Valerie said, concerned.

"Then maybe it'd be best if you ride with me." Danny let Cecelia grab onto him so that she was safe. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on tightly as they zoomed onwards into the green world of ghosts.

"Does anybody actually know how to get to where we want to go?" Valerie asked.

"I do. I've got the approximate location programed into my PDA." Tucker said proudly.

Valerie scoffed. "Oh brother."

Tucker ignored Valerie and pulled out the small, handheld electronic device. "It says it'll be best if we fly for about half a mile and then take a left at Ember's lair."

"Ember's lair. Got it." Danny said.

The flight was long and boring and Valerie was beginning to get annoyed. Cecelia was looking in every direction trying to take in the sights before they flew past them. Danielle's only concern was not dropping Tucker because she wasn't very strong to begin with, and Tucker was a few Nasty Burgers too heavy.

Abruptly, but surely, Danny stopped in the middle of nowhere. He felt his head as if he has a headache. And then he looked at his friends. "You'll need to excuse me from this mission because I've just remembered an emergency." He handed Cecelia over to Danielle, who struggled with carrying the sudden extra weight. Danny flew past his friends and onward in the direction of home. "I'm sorry but I really must go. And you all must continue on without me."

Danielle and the rest of them didn't even get a chance to respond before Danny Phantom flew off with great speed.

"Wow, he's really getting fast now, isn't he?" Tucker tried to make a joke but it was the wrong time for that.

"What came over him?" Valerie asked. "That was really weird, the way he talked just then. It was almost as if he was possessed."

"I don't know. And that's not good that I don't, because I'm his sister." Danielle said.

"He told us to continue on." Cecelia said. "We should just trust him and do what he says."

"Hmm." Danielle said thoughtfully. Or maybe she was wincing from the strain her arms now had because they were each holding a person.

With that, they resumed their mission's flight.