Hello
Summary: Walking home from Danny's one night, something horrific happens to Sam. Now Danny's left to try to put the pieces of his best friend back together.
Rating: PG-13 for mature themes and language.
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom. Butch Hartman does. And I don't own Hello, Evanescence does.
Chapter Ten
I'm the lie living for you so you can hide.
Danny jumped out of the chair he was sitting in. "Suspended! But I didn't do anything that bad. And he did more damage to me than—"
Mr. Carter held up his hand and Danny stopped mid-sentence. "We have had a huge problem with students fighting this month and I'm sorry but you're going to have to be our example. Besides, Danny, it's only a day. And your not going to be missing any homework, being so late in the year."
"But it's going on my transcript," Danny pleaded, beyond the point of caring if he sounded like he was whining. He plopped back into his chair and felt like he was going to cry. His dad was going to kill him and if he didn't Jazz would.
The principle looked over at him sympathetically. "I'm glad you care about your transcript. Yet you still have to be disciplined. I'm sorry, Danny. My decision on this is final." Danny just stared at the front of the walnut desk in front of him. Danny reconsidered on his getting arrested being the worst day of his life. That was bad, but this was cataclysmic. Plus this one his family would know about.
"Go on back to class. Ask Miss Lindsey, the secretary, to give you a pass to third period. What do you have now."
"Double period Bio," he decided that it was worse.
"Ah with Mr. Lancer. I'll have the slip to you by the end of fourth hour. Now go ahead and go so I can call your parents." The feeling of intense dread got worse. It seemed to take an extraordinary amount of effort for him to get out of the chair.
He slipped out the office door and the elderly secretary regarded him critically. "I need a pass," Danny murmered.
She looked at him for a moment and then pulled out the pad of slips. "What class?" She wasn't being to pleasant about it, but in Danny's numb state he hardly noticed.
"Bio I."
She scribbled information in the blanks and checked some different boxes. Glancing at the time, she wrote it down, ripped out the pass, and sent Danny on his way.
It had never taken so long for him to walk to his locker before in his life. He walked slowly about a hundred yards of the way he kicked a skittle someone had dropped down the hallway. Each time taking a little while to find it then kick it again. He did it just so he had something other than the suspension to focus on.
He wondered briefly if anyone would notice if he didn't show up to class. Would Mr. Carter check with Lancer to make sure he had gone back to class? Maybe, he probably had a fifty fifty shot either way.
He wandered to his locker. Danny put his hand on the lock and noticed that someone had opened his locker. He always cleared it and then left it at Zero. He didn't know why he just always had. It was habit. He'd done it since sixth grade. But it was currently between twenty-five and thirty. No way he would have left it that far off.
The first name that popped into his head was Dash but the only people he could've gotten it out of was Sam or Tucker. An image of Dash cornering Sam and threatening to beat it out of her popped into his head. He fought back the wave of anger that's what had gotten him in this mess to begin with.
He yanked open his locker fully prepared for something to jump out at him or see all his stuff trashed. Danny brows knitted. Nothing was wrong. Maybe Sam or Tuck had just needed something and he was overreacting. He sighed inwardly. He was becoming paranoid. Of course when his dad found out, he would have a reason to be.
He knelt down and tried to dig out his bio book. Lancer was trying to cram one last chapter in before the end of the year. They were reviewing for the test first period today and taking it second. Which meant he had missed the first half of the review. Excellent. If it was any other class it wouldn't have been that big of a deal but Bio of all things.
He grabbed his book and yanked it out, suddenly he didn't want to miss anymore review than he had to. At least, he wasn't suspended the day of the test. He slammed the locker and leaping to his feat kicked the corners that never quite closed. Glancing down he noticed a piece of paper sticking slightly out of the door and he pulled at it gently wiggling it out of the door.
He saw his name in Sam's handwriting. He opened the cover of his Bio book and tucked it inside. Probably just wondering where he had been first and second. He'd have to read it later. For now he had a class to get to.
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Danny dropped into his seat at lunch, totally discouraged. The test had been impossible he had guessed and left blank more than he had known. He totally bombed it. He glanced at the line. Tucker was only about half way through. He glanced down at his spaghetti. It looked like they had cut up what meat they hadn't used for cheeseburgers yesterday and put it in the sauce. All that Danny could do was think yum and try not to gag.
Sam hadn't been in Biology. She probably had gone home sick because of their fight. If he didn't have a furious father waiting for him at home he probably would have done the same. He sighed. He pulled the note out and tried to smooth out the jagged folds it had gotten when it had gotten caught in his locker door. He opened and started to read.
Dear Danny,
"Hey Danny. What's that?" He looked up and saw tucker dropping down into the seat across from him. He folded the note and tucked it back in his bio book, shoving it off to the side.
"Just a note from Sam." From their they discussed Danny's suspension, Sam's absence, Danny's suspension again, and finally the bio test. Danny looked over his shoulder at the clock. There were only seven minutes till the bell rang. "Tuck, I got to go put my Bio book in my locker. I'll see ya round, okay?"
"Sure," Tuck shrugged. Danny grabbed his tray and went over to dump it. He had to fight his way through the hall to get to his locker. He watched Paulina and all her friends giggle at something. Dash glowered at him. He couldn't help but notice that Dash's lip was swollen. He smirked to himself, quickly looking the other way. He opened his locker and took the letter out of the text book and dropped the book into the locker.
Danny closed his locker and leaned against it as he unfolded the letter. By the end of the first line Danny knew where this was going. He kept reading his eyes drawn across the lines almost unwillingly. Sam was serious. Danny clutched the letter in his hands. The feeling of fear that he'd felt when he'd been suspended only the palest reflection of what he felt now.
And with that Danny Fenton took off blindly, hoping that his guess of where she was would be right. Cause if he was wrong he didn't know if he could live with himself.
Another chapter completed. I think this is the longest one but I'm not sure. I liked this one. Only three chapters plus epilogue left. Hehe. I already wrote the Epilogue it's my promise to myself that I am going to get this done. Anyway enough about my boring authorship. Onto you reviewers. This time my wonderful Fans were: style, Moody Maud, Aeris9919, homicidaljunglecat, Spice of Life, TinyXchamp, Dragon Blade5, Weeble Wobble Chic, dannyphantomsgf, RainbowSerenity, Akiko, and q.t a.k.a spice.
P.S. I got the date wrong for Cornerstone, which by the way is the Christian version of Woodstock, Five straight days of Rock concerts. Yay! I think I might actually be able to finish this before I leave. Maybe…Maybe not. It'll be close. Just don't die on me, Spice of Life. LoL. Or anyone else for that matter.