AN: Here's the next chapter! I'm so sorry that it's taken this long…I've been really busy…I mean, I got into my top college early decision (YES!!!) so I don't have applications, but I have work and a new boyfriend (Who rocks my world!) so…I'm so…so…so… sorry…I STILL LOVE YOU ALL!

Sam's point of view…

The next few days of this stupid trip are going to be hell. Danny's with that bitch, Vicky and I have nothing to do. I don't like to throw up, so I'm not going to watch them make out and snuggle.

Unfortunately, that's all I can do. Dimmsdale should be renamed Dullsdale. There's nothing here.

"You know why I love you? You're beautiful…" Danny purred as he sucked on Vicky's neck, eventually adding to the fifty hickeys she already had.

"Oo…" Vicky brushed her hands across his crotch. His crotch reacted for about the 50th time today. I gagged.

"Okay, can you keep the PDAs to a minimum?" I rolled my eyes.

"I love you, sweet cheeks…" Danny pulled her into another kiss. I snapped.

"Damn it!" I got up and ran upstairs to the guest room and started to cry. "He doesn't love her…"

I took out my iPOD (AN: I GOT ONE FOR CHRISTMAS!!! YAY!) And turned to my "Music to listen to when I'm pissed at Danny and/or Tucker". It starts with "I Hate Everything about You" by Three Days Grace and ends with "All the things she said" by T.a.t.U even though Danny isn't a she.

I ripped open my journal to the "PMS/Anger inflicted ranting" section and wrote furiously until the mix ended. (AN: I have both…Lol)

Just as I put away my things, Mrs. Fenton knocked on the door.

"Yes?" I leaned over so I could see her in the doorway.

"Oh, I just wanted to say that we're about to go out to dinner. It's a very nice restaurant so you might want to wear a dress." Mrs. Fenton nodded towards my suitcase.

"Okay…Thanks…" I choked out. She closed the door. I got up and pulled out my favorite dress I had brought in case we did go somewhere nice.

It's one of the few dresses that I own and like. It's strapless and starts off as black at the top. Then it turns into fire red at the bottom and flares out like one of those flamenco dancing skirts, but not as big.

I suddenly got an idea. I could use this chance to get Danny back! Usually, I'm not for cheesy plans like this, but might as well try.

I changed into my lucky bra (don't ask) and the dress and went into the bathroom to put on make-up. Finally, I put on my nice shoes: 4 inch heels with straps that laced up to the calves. I let my hair fall out of its usual ponytail and hang down past my shoulders.

I sighed and walked downstairs, convinced that my plan was going to fail.

"Oh, Sam! You look beautiful!" Mrs. Turner exclaimed. Everyone was dressed up except for Mr. Fenton who was just wearing a tie over his jumpsuit.

"Thanks…" I blushed. A few minutes later, Vicky and Danny came down. Vicky looked heinous, but I decided to mention that later on in the dinner.

We all piled into the Fenton RV and set off to the fancy restaurant.

"What does this button do?" Timmy asked.

"Don't press it!" I cried. He did anyways and the car behind us was slimed with gook.

"Sorry…" Timmy blushed. I crossed my legs and squished as far as possible from Vicky and Danny.

"Hey you two! Stop that back there!" Mr. Fenton stopped talking about ghosts for a moment and yelled at the couple who were kissing very passionately. I bit my tongue so that I wouldn't cry. They stopped until we reached the restaurant, which was some French/Japanese/New Age looking type place.

We went inside and got seated inside a private room. It was very nice. I sat next to Timmy and Mrs. Fenton and across from Danny. Perfect.

I looked through the menu and found an organic fruit platter. I closed my menu and looked at Danny across the table, reading his menu. His blue eyes were intensely scanning across the page as his dark hair fell into his forehead. I felt a kick. Vicky mouthed "whore" across the table. Anger kicked in and drove my heel into her shin.

"Ow!" She cried.

"What's wrong honey bun?" Danny stopped looking at the menu and turned to Vicky. I raised my eyebrow.

"Oh…just…a cramp…" She glared at me. I smiled evilly back. The waiter came by.

"What would you all like tonight?" She asked. I pulled off my shoe. I slipped my foot between Danny's legs and gave his crotch a little squeeze. He sucked in quickly and looked at me. I pulled away and shrugged.

"I'll have the fruit platter and water please." I responded. She scribbled it down and took my menu. He worked his way around the table until he got to Danny. I slipped my toes back between his legs and wiggled them around.

"And what would you like sir?" She asked Danny. His breathing became a little ragged.

"I'd…I'd…um…" He stuttered. He glared at me. I smiled and continued my movements.

"He'll have the steak with mashed potatoes." I filled in. I gave him a hard kick where the sun doesn't shine. "Ow!" He raised his eyebrows at me and clutched himself. The waitress gave him an odd look and continued taking orders. I held in a fit of laughter as the waitress left.

"I'm watching my weight. Ever since they made me quit cheerleading, I haven't gotten a lot of exercise…" Vicky spoke. I laughed. "What's so funny, twerp?!" She asked.

"Oh, it's just that I can't see you as a cheerleader. And you seem a bit fat in that dress…I hate to break it to you." I acted innocent. Her mouth dropped open.

"Why, you little…" She got up and poked her finger at me. Danny grabbed her hand.

"Vicky, it's okay, you look beautiful in your dress…Sam, I think you should apologize." Danny stroked her hand.

"What the…I'm just telling the truth!" I pouted. "You told me yourself, Danny!"

"I did not!" Danny cried.

"Yes you did! After you came into the bathroom when I was brushing my teeth, you said 'I can't stand that fat bitch! She's hanging all over me!'" I lied.

"Samantha! Don't use that language around Timmy." Mrs. Turner exclaimed. I ignored her.

"What the hell, Sam! That's such a lie! I mean, I did come into the bathroom when you were brushing your teeth, but I never said that! I love Vicky!" He stood up, sending his chair backwards.

"You don't even know what love is! You're just having fun making out with her. You don't even talk to each other! If that's love, then I'm the princess of damn Hyrule!" I stood up also, even though I'm about a foot shorter than Danny.

"Okay you two, stop." Maddie spoke semi-quietly.

"No, Mom!" Danny yelled. Maddie seemed taken aback. "Sam, you're just damn jealous that I have a girlfriend that loves me! Why can't you just go with that?!" He slammed his fist on the table and his eyes started to glow bright green around the edges.

"She doesn't love you! She's just a whore looking to get laid! Why can't you see that?!" I shrieked loudly. I grasped my water cup tightly.

"I'm not a whore!" Vicky shouted in.

"Sure, you just keep thinking that. Danny, I'm trying to keep you from getting hurt! Why won't you just listen to me?!" I squeezed my glass harder.

"Because, you're acting like a bitch! That's right, I said it! You. Are. A. Bitch. Deal with it!" He yelled. I felt tears come to my eyes. Danny has never called me a bitch, even when he's joking around or I'm PMS-ing.

"You're such a bastard, Danny. You're in denial about everything. Don't come crawling back over here when she breaks your heart…if you have one." His eyes turned completely lime green and glowed eerily.

"Okay, just leave! I can't stand to even see you right now!" He closed his eyes and they turned blue again.

"Fine, I will." I slammed my glass down and it shattered. I grabbed my purse and ran out of the room as my tears started to fall.

"What was that all about?" I heard Timmy say.

"I don't even know why myself." I thought.

AN: ARG! THIS STORY IS NOT COOPERATING WITH ME!!!!! IT'S ACTING ALL "O.C" like and I DON'T WANT IT TO!!! GAH!!! Sorry for the mega drama and cussing and what not. Anyways, review without flames…I'm SO FREAKING SORRY FOR THE WAIT! I'M WORKING ON CHAPTER FIVE RIGHT NOW!