Candy- This is probablly going to be short, but were nearing the nend of this...dun dun dun...OH and please read my other fic, "In My Running Shoes" I'm working on changing the title...
Chapter 28:
Sam lay on the cold tiling of the Spectra Speeder, breathing heavily and horsly. Not taking notice in the brush of movement within every breath she inhailed.
She wondered if Danny would be alright, if there woould suddendly be an explosion and it would all go black. If she would lose yet another one she loved.
Sam's eyes got dark and she shut them tight, blinking out the memories. But soon thuoght took over her body and she was standing in a graveyard at the age of 8. He garndmother's death had been shocking news to her and she had barely came out of her room, ever so slowly for the day of the fureral.
Start Flashback
She dressed herself in black. Everything black. A black hat with a black netting hung low over her wet face, as she slowly paced through the crowds of people, her grasp on her mother's hand tighting with every wince of pain.
Wincing, she touched the concrete of the grave ever so slowly. She hadn't last remembered her grandmother although she had only seen her a week or so ago. Embedded in the tombstone was her grandmother's name, and the years she lived.
She didn't stay untill the furnal was over, she wandered low into the pond and soaked herself. She stuck her left leg in first, soaking the stockings and lifting up her skirt. Then, she slwly entered her right leg and stod there, staring off into the distance.
A voice made her spin aronud, starnig at the service of her grandmother's furneral.
"Hello?" She said, shaking form the water on her legs.
"What are you doing?" It sounded funny between the absence of two front teeth.
"I don't know." Sam said, shaking her head embarrassed. "What's your name?"
The boy had raven hair and frekles under his bright blue eyes. "I'm Danny." He said, spit flying everywhere due to the teeth missing.
"Sam." She said, wipnig her sleeve of the slavia.
She eyed him lokong at his body. He was rather tall for his age. "Why are you here?" She said, lookng at the service again, away from the boy.
His face crunged. "It was a dare."
"A dare?" Sam said, about to laugh. "By whom?"
"My friend, Tucker." Danny said, looknig back a couple paces to a African-American boy with his face pressed through the bars of the gate to the cemetary.
Sam laughed.
"Why are you here?" Danny said, he cocked his head to the side and satred at her feet, soaking more.
"My grandma." She said, and she pointed her hand painted purple fingernails to the grave of her grandmother.
Danny still stared at her. He kicked the gronud and then his bright blue eyes met her painted nails. "I like your nails."
"Really?" Sam said, she eyed her nails she'd done the night before. Even she would admit they were bad. The paint had gotten all over her skin, but she concluded he was trying to be nice. "Thanks. So, what grade ar you in?"
"Second." Danny said, flashing up three fingers, not noticing his mistake.
Sam did though, and she kept from laughing to not embarass him. "Me too."
"ME TOO!" The boy at the gate was overhearing their converstaion and he'd pitched in.
"COOL!" Sam yelled back, smiling.
Tucker smiled back.
"Do you go to the school by my house?" Danny asked her.
Sam didn't know where his house was. She just nodded, figuring the boy wasn't very well educated. But her parents had her taught privately too. She knew that there was only one school in Amity Park close enough to a short driving range and she figured that's the one these boys attended.
There was a yell from the gate way and Tucker was being dragged from the gate by his mother. "Danniel Fenton, what did I tell you boys about comming here?"
"Uhh...gots to go!" Danny said, he sprinted off, tripping on his own feet. Tucker's young mother grabbed him by the hand and quickly walked by the graveyeard, leturing them about inturrepting the services.
Sam watched them leave, standing in th pond untill the service was over.
End Falshback
Tucker's POV:
Sam.
The girl in the corner.
She had totally lost it.
Since the first time I'd met her, I knew she was starnge.
I nudged her, "Let's go, there's got to be something here."
She didn't open her eyes.
"Sam?" Valerie pushed her, but Sam only moved due to the banging of Danny's body aganist the Spectra Speeder.
Sam sun around. "What?"
"Do you notice that your friend is getting killed out there?" She said.
Sam blinked, "Why do yuo think I know him?"
Valerie slyly shurgged, "Quick guess?"
"He's bad! What do I care?" Dash interrupted.
"Shut up DASH!" I said, covering my mouth after I did, but Dash just eyed me.
Sam was nuts.
I pushed her again, making her jump.
She spun towads me, "The back!"
"What?" Dash spun around. "I don't get it."
"No kidding." She relied, making him scrach his head. "Tuck, the back, remember?"
"No." Hinest. Short, Simple. No. Not one bit.
"Come on!" She took my hand and lead me to a metal door. "In here."
"What's in here?" I asked, shaking.
"Well, at least I pay attention." She said, eyeing me.
"Sam." I said, rolling my eyes, "What's back here?"
Sam spun open the door, a gust of wind burst out at us and we were standing face to face by the exit of the Spectra Speeder. Everything green around us.
"Sam?" I said, staring down.
She eyed the corners looking for two blue suits that Jack made for us. His words raced though my head. I made these especially for you. I'm taking you guys ni here to give you all the grand tour! Back then, the thought was only a night mare, now I couldn't even tell you how horrifying the thought was.
"These will keep us to stop going through every damn thing!" She said, zipping up her suit and she stared at me with mine laying in my arms.
"No." I said, shaking my head.
"Why not?" She asked, the others staring at us, huddling to the back of the Spectra Speeder as it jolted again.
"Why you?" Sam asked me, nearing me, shaking her finger.
"What?" I asked, raising an eyebow.
"My best friend is dying out there and do you think I'm going to sit here and let him?"
Candy- Whooo! I updated! Please read and review..it aint too hard. And please check out my other story, "In My Running Shoes."