Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom, just the idea for this fanfiction.
Summary: She did a stupid thing, Sam that is. She left her diary at Danny's house. And most diaries hold personal thoughts...including Sam's. So Danny thinks reading one page isn't going to hurt, too bad one page turns into the whole book.
Author's Notes: I'm a fairly new writer. So please review. Oh and I will be saying curse words, because I feel that in real life, teenagers, do curse.
Secrets, Secrets Are No Fun
Chapter 2: Rule number 2: Avoiding sad secrets
"EXCUSE ME? DANNY FENTON DID I JUST HEAR YOU RIGHT?!" He could hear her heavy breathing on the other side of the telephone.
"Uh...uh...well...yea..."
"You didn't read it did you?" She sounded nervous.
Danny was beginning to yes, but "NO! No....no of course not!" He was a horrible liar, but he was used to it, since he lied to his parents all the time.
"Okay...good! DON'T TOUCH! DON'T EVEN LOOK AT IT! GET OUT OF THE ROOM IT'S IN AND WAIT FOR ME TO GET IT!" and with those harsh, clear words, Sam hung up.
Danny heaved a sigh of relief, "She can so hide her feelings well..." He trailed off and walked down stairs to wait for Sam.
He plopped himself down on the couch and waited for Sam.
He waited, and waited, and waited. Then (DING DONG!)
From utter surprise, he phased through the couch.
"DANNY!" She screamed.
He ran to the door, opened it and blushed. He couldn't tell if Sam was blushing, or just REALLY pissed off.
"Where is it?" She asked, calmer then he expected.
"My room."
She blushed, but Danny didn't notice.
She then invited herself in, ran upstairs into Danny's room and locked the door.
She found her diary sitting peacefully on his desk.
"Why am I doing this?" She asked herself, jumping into Danny's bed, taking a pen and began writing...
-Dear Diary
OMYGOD! I'm sitting in Danny's bed, but I have done that before...whee! And writing this before I go down stairs and put on my angry face...I hope I didn't hurt Danny's feelings by yelling at him like that!
-Samantha
She quickly signed her name and put on her angry face walking down stairs.
"Danny, you really didn't read anything did you?" She looked kind of sad, but as much as he didn't want to...
"I swear to you Sam, I didn't read a page." He turned away from her.
"Okay..." She sighed and left, with no good-byes.
It's weird; he thought to himself, I'm never uncomfortable around Sam. "URGH! WHY DID I HAVE TO READ THE STUPID THING!?" He shook his head.
"I'm going ghost..." He said in the most boring tone of voice he had ever used. Phased through the door, and went quote invisible unquote.
He flew up in the air, and saw Sam below him. He saw her writing more things in her diary.
No way! He thought as he flew up into the air.
"I hate this..." He looked down at Sam again, "Locking my feelings inside...!" He shook his head violently and headed home.
-Sam's House-
Sam had gotten home and already started a new entry in her diary.
-Dear Diary
Today when I went to Danny's house, I have come to the conclusion that...Danny really only thinks of me has Sam, his best buddy, someone who he could come to for advice...or for my brains. I mean, I know I'm not very pretty, but...nevermind
-Samantha
-Danny's House-
"I'm so fricking stupid!"
He walked upstairs. He was upset, angry...who knew.
-Monday At School-
"Danny!" Sam called to him. He stopped dead in his tracks.
"Yes?"
Well....here it comes. She so knows I read her diary. He thought to himself.
Author's Notes: I really think this chapter is kind of blah...--