Chapter 3: Lovesick Puppy Dog

Dislcaimer: Sorry babe, I don't have Danny Phantom. Yes, yes, it is a tragedy.

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You've known me forever
I'll never stop loving you
Till January to December

Nope.

You make me live
I can't help but die
When you tell me otherwise

Pathetic.

It's just a little known fact
That I love you
But those small facts are so unknown
That you don't notice them
I guess I'm that little known fact
Since you don't notice me

Hmm...catchy and nice. Still lovesick pathetic though. It's like, plastered, "LOVESICK LOONEY'S PATHETIC POEM' on it.

"Aren't the girls supposed to be doing this? The lovesick puppy dog role in life?" I murmured.

I cannot believe I just said that. That is really a horrible thing to say. Maybe that's why I don't have a girlfriend.

Still...I would rather be having Sam thinking about me constantly then the other way around.

No, no. I can't wish that. Being in a one-sided love is hard. You don't wish those things for your heart's desire.

Heart's desire? That genie whatever ghost would come in handy right about now.

No! Did I just think that? I can't force her love. That's just wrong.

I read over my poem again. What if...I went into business? I need the money. And I could help lovesick puppy dogs everywhere!

But wait.

Sam would find out.

That it's me, writing the poems.

But I could just say I'm not. That there's another guy in school that writes really sappy poems. She wouldn't believe it.

Though, she'd force herself to though. She doesn't think me and her are possible. Me? Falling in love with Sam? She'll get a kick out of that.

Perfect plan. I write poems and I get money and Sam doesn't find out.

Who knows? Maybe I'll find someone new.

Yeah right.

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"Tucker!"

"Yo, kid!"

"Tuck!"

The whole population of Casper High was indeed calling my name. "Everyone! Get into a orderly line! Please! When it is your turn, put the five dollars in the jar, write your name on a paper and the girl/boy you want it to be sent to!"

I sat behind a desk, content as jocks and nerds, boys and girls alike came up to me and put money in the jar and scribbled on the names. Beautiful! Just beautiful! I was getting paid for helping people!

Sighing in a relaxed way, I felt very pleased. "Tucker..." Until now.

"Danny! Um, hi!" I got up from my seat and Danny was standing in front of me.

"Hey..." he said nervously, then scribbled down his name, and I saw Sam's next to it. "Make it good okay?" Then he rushed off.

Danny wants me to get Sam and him together.

Sam and Danny.

Together.

Because of me, the so-called supportive friend!

I stood there in shock, as more guys and girls came up, smiling at me. They thought I was doing a grand thing. I was doing the wrong thing though. I was helping everyone...but myself.

I guess I should start on the poems. I have about a billion to do. And one of those poems is going to ruin my chances ever to be with Sam.

Because her one and only prince charming is going to give her a beautiful poem. One that will make her smile and then Danny and Sam can be together always.

And I will be standing alone.

Like always.

I'm very pathetic. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I'm pathetic.

So why can't I just do something about it? Why can't I force myself not to be so pathetic?

Why can't I change?

Here comes me, down the hall, in my baggy jeans, baggy shirt and sunglasses on, acting like I'm too cool.

Okay. Maybe I should stay the way I am. But, just, change my clothes. Get some new hobbies. Have more freinds.

How am I going to get friends though?

Buy them?

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Author's Note: Poor Tucker. Yeah, he goes into business. And for those of you wondering, yes, Sam and Danny get together. I've been watching Danny Phantom and you're right: they can't be more than just friends. But, there can be one-sided love! I hope you enjoyed it. It's not my best, and I'll update soon.

Allie

PS- It's short! Someone hit me! Why have I grown to make short chapters? SOMEONE! Shoot meeee!