Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, but I do own this plot line! [Evil laugh]

Italics are thoughts.

Just As Guilty

Sam p.o.v.

I paled seeing Dash come closer to our table. I dared a glance at Danny. He looks just as panicked as I was inside. I had to get away. After this morning, man I did not want Danny hearing anything like what Dash had said to me this morning.

I mean I must have been out of my mind to respond back to that shallow jerk like that.

Flashback

"Hey you, Danny's girlfriend," It was between classes when I heard Dash's voice. It was too close and there was no escape. So instead of cringing I stood up my full height and glared at Dash.

"I'm not his girlfriend," I practically growled at the jock.

"Yea, sure so that's why everyone says you drool over him?" Dash was towering over me now, in all his macho-ness. So it was pretty hard to hide the blush the crossed my cheeks.

Damn me and my emotions.

"Don't worry, I just know he'll ask you to this dance," Dash closed the distance glaring at me. I clenched my fists harder at my sides to make myself not strike him.

Just calm Sam, don't think about the dance, or dancing with Dann-

Another wave of heat brushed over my pale face, very noticeable.

"Besides," Dash piped in not missing the redness on my face. "Word says he doesn't like Paulina anymore. So you can fully have your boyfriend back."

My temper burst. I pushed Dash out of my face glaring hateful glances.

"You have no right saying any of that as Danny is not my boyfriend yet! You are an incessant jerk, now go the hell away!"

"Yet?" Dash asked grinning evilly. By this time much of the hall was staring having hear us.

Stupid Sam, stupid, stupid.

With that Dash jogged off, probably to spread rumors.

End Flashback

I threw some excuse to the two boys across the table from me and ran. I don't even know what I said but I had to get out of there. Dash with enough rumor material was not someone to mess with. I could deal with him taunting me, but I didn't want say Danny, to clue in on why I would be blushing so much.

The last thing I saw before clearing the cafeteria was that look Danny gave me. Made me want to run away and get closer.

Ugh stop thinking about him.

The rest of lunch was uneventful as well as my art class. I was waiting for the last class of the day to see how Danny and Tuck had faired at lunch. I hadn't seen them since.

"Tuck," I pounced just as he entered our math class.

"Uh yea?" He gave me a funny look before taking his regular seat diagonal from mine.

"Where's Danny?" I just noticed Danny had not come in with Tuck.

"He went home."

"What? Why?"

"Needed sleep, that fight last night had taken a lot out of him." Tuck rushed out, his excuse seemed a little rehearsed.

"We still goin to his house for homework?" I tilted my head to the side slightly.

"Yea, now aren't we the worried one about Danny." Tuck smiled.

What is he hinting at?

"Ok?" I shrugged it off and turned around. I mean, Tuck was right. I was a little eager to hear where Danny was.

A little eager?

Shut up head.

I busied myself with taking notes. We all know that Tuck and Danny would need to copy them later. Since Danny was not here, and well, Tucker was now drooling on the desk making little mumbling noises. It was a wonder how there weren't permanent watermarks on the desktop by now.

"Hey Danny, hope we're not waking you up." I mumbled walking into the room after Tuck had already barged in.

"Wha-" Danny sat up in his bed rubbing his eyes. "Ah no I'm up." He jumped up suddenly and sprinted to the bathroom.

I laughed at the sight of his missing leg. And of course his polka dotted boxers.

Not to mention he wasn't wearing a shirt.

Shut up head.

"I guess we'll just set up while Danny wakes up then?"

"Sure Tuck, I'll go grab some snacks and be right back." I was already turned away heading for the door. That damned blush had heated my cheeks that I know Tucker wouldn't miss.

"Ghost! I smell a ghost!" Jack Fenton came bounding around the corner almost running into me. He didn't seem to notice as he ran out the door with his new Fenton invention in hand.

I entered the kitchen waving to Jazz who was at the table. I headed to the frig to grab some snacks.

"Samantha?" I turned to Jazz she was smiling politely with a book in her lap. Probably some theories about child development.

"Yea?"

"Have you heard why Danny came home early today?"

"Actually no, why, what happened?" I asked, now turned fully with trained attention.

Jazz just smiled. That kind of she-knows-something smile.

"Jazz?"

"Ah no bother, you'll know sooner or later, now back upstairs you go," By this time Jazz had grabbed the food shoved it into my hands and was halfway pushing me up the stairs.

I'm going to find out just what this is all about.

I stalked up the rest of the steps, my boots made protruding noises announcing my return.

"Alright I got food, now you two are going to spill," I barged into Danny's room; they looked like they might have been having an important conversation. I cursed myself for storming up the stairs. I should have tried the sneaky approach.

"Spill what?" Tucker shot Danny a glance that suspiciously looked like 'shut-up-and-let-me-do-the-talking.'

"What happened at lunch?" I sat down on Danny's bed across from the two who were on the floor.

"Uh just the usual, you know, Dash and all his groupies."

"Why did ya come home early?" I directed my question at Danny.

I'm going to get them to slip up they can't fool me.

Poor Danny looked trapped without a way out. A cute little nervous smile on his lips. I licked my lips still waiting.

"Just tired," Danny shirted his weight moving his other hand slightly out of view.

"There's something going on here and I'm going to find out, sooner or later. But for now let's start that homework." I grabbed my assignments and sprawled them on the floor. Neither of them denied or admitted. They just kind of cowered before getting out their homework.

Halfway through my geometry worksheet I found myself looking at Danny. He was a good few feet away at his desk writing. His raven hair fell almost into his eyes. I scolded myself and looked back at my math homework.

Yet every few minutes I couldn't help but look back up at him. I'd been doing this more and more over time.

How can he be interrupting my thoughts so often?

"Sam, can I talk to you?" I swiveled my head to see Tucker staring at me. Or rather him staring at me staring at Danny.

"Sure?" I followed the boy outside of Danny's room into the hall. I always thought Tuck was kind of clueless. I swallowed the lot in my throat trying to look nonchalant.

"What's up?" I asked once out of hearing range of Danny.

"I keep catching you staring at Danny." Well that was Tuck, right to the point.

"I was just uh, seeing how he was doing." I couldn't turn my head without looking suspicious. But that heat had come back to my cheeks, even more suspicious.

Tuck gave me that smile, the same one Jazz had.

"Tuck what is going on?" I stepped forward and he stepped back.

"I was just going to ask you the same."

"Why is everyone smiling at me like they know something I don't?"

"You want to know?" Tuck raised an eyebrow.

"Yea," I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms across my chest.

"Then tell me, if Danny asked you to the dance would you accept?"

I blushed, "Yea…. as a friend of course." I had added the last part when I realized my mistake.

"I see, well everyone's smiling at you like that because, simply they do know something you don't."

"Wait, wha-" It took a moment, but Tuck had just scammed me. "Tucker!" I growled chasing after the boy who had already took a leaping start into the sanctuary of Danny's room.

Stupid stupid Sam, you have been so off. Your usually never conned, get control.

I went back into the room; just to make sure Tucker didn't get any chance to talk to Danny alone. I finished the homework as fast as I could between looking at Danny and shooting death glances at Tucker.

Still I couldn't help but feel happy. It wasn't too horrible. I mean all I said was that I'd go to the dance with Danny as a friend. Tuck was a good friend, as much as we fought. I was more worried about Dash saying something.

This dance I could tell was going to be causing me more problems then it was worth.

I hope you all likes it. It's going a little slow, but I got a few ideas on where to take it. XD poor Danny and his messed up powers. I put Tucker in a good position, and I know Dash is a little smarter than he should be, but ah well. Let me know what ya think!

-Dragonslayer527