AN: Thanks for the reviews everyone! Here's the next chapter! Some of the stuff from the play may be off because it's been FOREVER since I've actually read or seen Romeo and Juliet. But also, there's going to be some "feminine issues" in this chapter...so...yeah...not like you know, but like you know...like that made sense. It's related to pre-sex (is that right?) so...yeah. Oh well, don't read on if you're a weenie.

Sam's point of view

5 days later...

The play wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, except for Paulina and Dash making fun of Danny and I. Thank goodness we didn't have to practice the last scene. Well, we haven't done it yet, but when we do, I hope it's not soon. I'd probably pass out from Danny "kissing me with extreme passion and lust" as Mrs. Potter said.

It was another day in drama class; Danny and I were running lines, people were painting the set, and Dash was trying to distract us. Mrs. Potter returned from the bathroom and clapped her hands for attention.

"Everyone, keep it down. Our stars are going to practice the last scene, the dungeon. Places please!" Damn you Mrs. Potter! I sighed and walked up to the stage with Dash and Paulina giggling in the background. Danny smiled at Paulina nervously. She blew him a kiss. Who the hell is she kidding? I checked my script to figure out where I was supposed to be. Danny laid down and put the prop cup in his hand. I took a deep breath and started.

"What's here? A cup, closed in my true love's hand? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end: O churl! Drunk all, and left no friendly drop to help me after? I will kiss thy lips; Haply some poison yet doth hang on them, to make die with a restorative." Oh god, here I go...I gently put my lips to his, but pulled back quickly with my cheeks are red as a baboons butt. Everyone started laughing.

"Stop! Samantha, the kiss is supposed to be filled with passion! Really plant a wet one, use a little tongue or something! You're supposed to be sucking the freaking poison from his mouth, not brush some food off of his lip! Try it again from haply some poison, etc." I sighed nervously.

"Haply some poison yet doth hang on them, to make die with a restorative." I kissed him trying to apply more pressure. I couldn't breathe I was so nervous. But it also felt...right...Danny's lips moved a little bit, even though he was supposed to be dead. I found my tongue moving towards his mouth and eventually into his. I was lost in a world of only us.

"Samantha...Sam...SAMANTHA, GOOD JOB, YOU CAN STOP NOW!" I pulled away and blushed a little bit. "Just make it more...hot and wild not so sweet...act like you're a crazy woman trying to die...or just be more like Juliet..." spoke Mrs. Potter. Everyone was laughing again. I blushed about 50 million more shades of red. Dash whispered to Paulina. I'm not so sure I wanted to hear it. Thank goodness, we didn't have to practice it again. We just randomly did scenes that we weren't good at. I couldn't stand to make eye contact with Danny for the rest of the day, but then again, it's hard to even without that embarrassing moment to stare into his perfectly blue eyes.

After school was over, Danny caught up with me in the parking lot.

"Hey Sam, wait up!" He jogged over. Somehow, he's even cuter than he was during class. He was still in his PE uniform because he had gym last period and his hair was messed up. He had a small smidgen of dirt on his cheek. I was tempted to brush it off, but that would be too girlfriend-ish.

"Hey Danny, what's up?" I nearly stuttered which I rarely do. Stupid nerves.

"Uh, I was wondering if we could practice our lines at my house." He fiddled with his car keys.

"Sure, but can you take uh, me back here so I can get my car after?" I felt myself blush. God, at this rate, I'll never have to put on blush ever again.

"Okay. Let's go..." We walked to his car and drove off. After we got into the car, we started talking.

"Oh guess what?!" Danny sounded excited.

"What?!" I tried to match his enthusiasm.

"Paulina asked me out for Friday!" Gee, thanks Danny for RIPPING MY HEART OUT AND STOMPING ON IT.

"I thought you were over her...You know, after the dance freshman year."

"Well, yeah, for about a day. Then I started liking her again." We sat in silence until we reached his house. I can't believe him. After the kiss, I thought that he would at least act like he liked me or something to spare my embarrassment, but no. We dodged Jazz and her annoying questions and got up to Danny's room. I pulled out my script and sat on his bed. It smelled really nice.

"What scene do you want to do?"

"Uh, it doesn't matter to me...what do you want to do?" He paced back and forth. I tried to catch glances of his butt as he turned away from me. God, since when was I such a perv?! I wonder how long his pen—Woah, dirty thoughts, need to stop! I felt small thumps and some moisture between my legs. I blushed.

"Uh, how about the uh...dungeon scene? The one that we did in uh, class..." Danny wanted me to kiss him again?! What on earth is in his head?! He likes Paulina, the vile bitch.

"Uh, okay..." He laid down on his bed. I kneeled next to him and started my lines. Then I kissed him. I placed my knees between his. I pulled away. "Thy lips are...are..." For some reason, I started to cry. Even though it felt so right kissing him, it wasn't because he didn't love me and never would no matter how hard I tried because I wasn't drop dead gorgeous. Me, a girl without J-lo's ass and Jessica Simpson's chest (AN: Get away child, with your sinful bosom! Sry, random joke) like Paulina had but who had tried so hard to be kind and thoughtful. I stood up and grabbed my backpack.

"Sam, what wrong?" Danny sat up with a perplexed look on his face. I started to sob loudly like a baby.

"You wouldn't understand!" I ran out of the door and sprinted down the stairs, out of the house, and all the way back to school. By the time I got there, I was dripping in sweat and tears. I saw Dash and his jerk buddies hanging by his car next to mine.

"Aww, poor little Samantha's crying..." Dash spoke. I bit back the next waterfall, but it failed.

"Shove it Dash." I started to sob again. I got into my car. The window was rolled down quite a bit. I locked it, just in case they got some crazy ideas. I started it up and started to roll up the window, but Dash put his hand on the window so I stopped. "Stop it, I want to go home."

"Aww, hear that boys? Samantha misses her mommy!" Suddenly, I cracked. I rolled up the window with Dash's fingers still on it. He yelped and jumped back in pain. I drove off, speeding. I faintly heard him yell, "YOU BITCH!" But I didn't care. I didn't care at all. The love of my damn life doesn't even like me, even when I've been trying to drop hints, and he's going out with possibly the vilest, skankiest, cheesiest, whore in the school. If someone wasn't crying after you found that out, then you need to be SHOT. I sped all the way home luckily without being pulled over. I ran up to my room and flopped on my bed. From there I sobbed, wrote in my journal and sobbed some more while listening to depressing music. I couldn't understand it. Why doesn't he love me the way I love him? I mean, I've been nice to him, I've been his best friend and that whore hasn't done anything except for making his life harder. I started to sob some more into my pillow before realizing that I hadn't had dinner. I slowly stood up and went to the kitchen where my mom was making something.

"What's wrong honey? Your eyes are all puffy." I sniffled and thought about how I could never be with Danny, causing me to break out into tears again. Mom wrapped me in a hug.

"Oh mom, I hate my life..." I cried into her shoulder as she patted my back.

"Why? Did that awful Dash make fun of you again?"

"No, Danny's going out with Paulina." I broke out into large sobs again.

"I thought that you were okay with that..." Mom tucked some of my hair behind my ear.

"Not when I love him..." I blushed.

"Hah! I knew it! I mean, well, why don't you tell him how you feel?" Mom turned off the stove with one hand.

"Because...I just can't! I don't know why, but it's impossible! I couldn't...I couldn't tell him that I love him because I'm a loser and Paulina's not and...and..." I started to cry again into Mom's shoulder. She rubbed my back.

"I know how you feel honey...your father was sort of dense when we first met in high school. He dated this awful girl for awhile before I got up my courage to say that I liked him. He said he liked me as a friend and that hurt a little bit, but when the girl dumped him, he gave me a chance after he realized my hints and here we are now! Just go upstairs and give yourself some time to think...here, have a bagel." Mom passed me a bagel with cream cheese on a plate.

"Thanks mom..." I took the bagel up to my room and turned on the radio. "Me, Myself, and I" By Beyonce was playing. I listened to the lyrics. It was a nice song, so soothing. I grabbed my diary and wrote. It sort of gave me strength. I could survive by myself and I could rely on myself, not anyone else.

I guess...

AN: Longish chapter with random things in it equals not my best chapter ever! Okay, review! I promise the next chapter will be a whole lot better!