Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, but I do own the thoughts in my head! Or a least I think? -ponders-

Italics are thoughts

Sam p.o.v.

I pinched myself. This can't actually be reality. I must be dreaming, or day dreaming. Yet it hurt.

Not dreaming!

Here I was, in a dark closet, on Danny's lap. If that was not good enough something had possessed me to lean back and pull him arm around me. If I wasn't so horribly nervous or hyper I would have been put to sleep by this comfortable warmth.

We had already tried to get out. Danny's powers had stopped working. I silently thanked whatever force had caused it. The only thing I did was ask Dash where Danny was.

Dragged down the hall he threw me into closet, mumblings something about Jazz.

I wonder what she has to do with this.

I could feel Danny's hands sifting through my hair. We had stopped talking a while back. I closed my eyes. The warmth from his body made me sleepy still, and safe.

I was still aware of every part of where my body met with his. It was overwhelming. My breathing slowed as I felt everything blending together. If I did dream now, it would be a wonderful one.

I was watching Danny, he had his eyes on my lips. He licked his lips hungrily. I giggles when he moved his hand towards me. Except when he touched my lips, it felt real. His skin was warm and his fingers were soft. I gasped.

Opening my eyes I saw Danny quickly pull his hand back. He was stuttering about something. I couldn't pay attention, I was still trying to sort out dream from reality.

No sooner did I think I got everything straight as the door opened.

I greeted him sarcastically as normal as we explained our situation. Somehow we had spent two hours in that closet. Longer than I thought. Of course who knew how long I was sleeping.

We were stepping out of the closet. Danny sped ahead leaving me and Tucker. I was still thinking, about those last moments.

Why did he touch my lips? Am I just imagining things?

"What's on your mind?" Tuck asked, noticing my lack of attention.

"A lot," I felt more trusting of Tuck. He was beginning to feel more and more like a trustworthy brother to me.

"So care to share what happened in the closet?" My boots clunked into the empty hallway. Danny had gone to his class. I invited Tuck to come to my art class. Then maybe we could get to talking this all out.

"Man Sam you've been pretty open with me," Tuck addressed up front.

"Well there's no one else I can talk this out with, besides you've been good with keeping things to yourself recently."

"Hah thanks," the boy answered sitting down. We were in the back. It was just a free day. "Now tell me what went on."

"I'm not telling you every detail," I gave him a dead look.

"Ok, ok generally what happened?" he turned his chair to face me.

From there I just explained everything. How we got there, how Danny's powers didn't work. I added a brief notice of how we were seated, other than that I left out the dream part and the simple gestures between us.

"That's the tame version eh?" Tuck had a sly smile on.

"Defiantly," I blushed trying to cover the smile with my usual grim expression.

"So you think Dash is up to something?"

"Yea, maybe not him alone though. See he's been seeming smart recently. I think Jazz may be in on something."

"Probably, I doubt Dash could 'plot' all on his own."

I laughed, it was true.

"Two days till the dance, ya nervous?" Tuck asked out of no where. Our previous conversation had died.

"Yea, I'm still worried that this may just be a friend thing."

"Sam?" Tuck grabbed my chin gently and forced me to look him in the eyes.

"What?"

"You are really oblivious sometimes you know?"

"Am not," I huffed crossing my arms and sitting back in my chair out of his reach.

"So why don't you make a move on Danny?"

"Excuse me?" I gave him a look as if he had grown two heads.

"You really like him, so tell him." Tuck smiled knowingly.

You know you want to, it would be easy.

"I can't. I don't want to spoil any chance I have by scaring him."

"If you were really in that closet with him like that, there's slim chance you'll scare him away."

"I don't know," I hung my head. My black hair hid my face.

It would be so easy.

"You have two day left,"

"Yea I know," I blushed

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"Dash!" I yelled after the blond boy. You could see him a mile away towering over everyone, even in this crowd. I pushed through everyone that was rushing to get home.

He turned his head and gave me a weird look. But stopped anyway and waited for me to catch up.

"What do you want?" He glared at me.

"I want to know what the deal was with throwing me and Danny in the closet earlier." I crossed my arms getting a cross look on my face.

"Look all I did was what I was told."

"Who told you to do that?"

"Jazz, as long as I do what she says she promised to go out with me." Dash smiled triumphantly, completely missing the point that he was being used.

So I get it now. Stupid Sam. And I actually thought Dash was smart.

I laughed hollowly to myself as Dash left.

I decided to skip the bus and walk home.

Still what exactly was Jazz all about?

Is she trying some of her theories on us? Maybe I should talk to her.

But what if she stopped?

Maybe I'll just leave it alone.

I smiled to myself watching clouds roll by. Two days. If I was lucky enough they were going to be interesting. Jazz was a smart girl after all.

Still was she trying to make me and Danny more uncomfortable around each other? Messing with teenagers hormones?

I dragged a hand through my raven locks. All this going on.

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I feel so loved! Back from vacation! Thankies all! So updates every day. I do like my spleen ya know! XD Cuttin in close but I did get it in the 14th! I know its short, forgive me but it's something, I promise tomorrow you get an extra long chapter ok!

-Dragonslayer527