Chap 3

"Yea so a guy likes me… SO WHAT!" She stormed through the house, hair flying widely and her violet eyes blazing. The cat cocked its head in confusion and then leaped out the way of her angry clomping. "For once someone is paying attention to me, unlike my so called best friends that didn't even flicker an eyelash when I was in trouble, when Dash and his loser friend were…." She slammed her bed room door in frustration. "… NEVERMIND!" Flopping on her bed, she rubbed her face and stared at the ceiling.

"Why is everything so lame…" she muttered, fingering the phone. She didn't need to look for his number, it was memorized.

Suddenly the phone shrilled in her hand. Startled, she picked it up, "Hello..?"

"Hi Hon, hows it going?"

Sam's eyes lit up, "Hi mom! When are you coming back?"

"Sorry Sam, not for another two weeks, there's a couple conferences that just turned up spur of the moment…wait… hold on a sec honey…"

Her daughter pressed her ear against the phone, and heard faint mumbling in the back ground. "sorry about that hon"

"Who's that?"

"What? Oh! No one dear, there's no one here. Ok well look, I have to go soon, is the house alright?"

"Yes."

"Ok good, I-"

"I'm alright too."

"Oh yes, well just fabulous, I'll call you in a week. Bye dear" And with a click the room was returned to silence.

Gazing into her blue walls for a moment she thought she saw a flash of green. But it was nothing. Before she knew it she had dialed the number and a deep voice came through the phone. "Hello."

"Hi Bruce?"

"Hey….?"

"Its S-Sam…"

She could feel his smirk on the other line, "Heyyy babe, whats going on?"

"Nothing…. I'm just… bored."

"Awesome, well we should hang out."

"Tonight?"

"Uh.. no I'm currently engaged tonight, I've got some college crap on but, how about tomorrow?"

She had school tomorrow. "Sure."

She hung up and lay back on her bed. She was nervous to see the tall handsome man with the dark eyeliner and constant smirk, but it was an excited nervous. Feeling a tiny bit happier she closed her eyes with a smile, the lightening smashing outside with enthusiasm, the rain pouring dangerously hard on the asphalt.

The next day at school, Danny Fenton emerged out of the crowded hallways with a dark eyes and a weary expression. He greeted his friends, Tucker and Sam with a wave of his hand and then slumped against the lockers.

"Busy night?" asked Tucker

"You said it, I had ghost fighting and my parents to deal with after that," he rubbed his eyes, "I swear I need a break."

"We all do." Mumbled Sam in a voice in which no one else could hear, or bother to pay attention to.

Tucker grinned as striking blonde girl walked by, "Whats going on?" Sam shivered. Men. The blonde girl barely flicked her eyes at him, "whatever"

"Tucker Foley baby, that's TF as in too-"

"Shut up." Sam snapped. They walked outside in silence, and found the tall striking goth standing an inch from the lawn of the campus. Not completely trespassing, but in a sense he was. "Bruce…" she breathed. Tucker slowed his pace, Danny quickened his.

"What is he doing here?" he snapped.

She just smiled, "I'm going to hang out with him"

"What?" his eyes flashed green, "no you're not!" but before he could react he breathed out a blue wisp of smoke. With a groan, he looked around; a green foamy creature emerged out of the tree, squawking oddly, its wings flapping wildly.

Running behind Tucker, he emerged back out with his flashing silver hair and tanned skin clashing against his glowing green eyes. He got ready to lunge at the bird, but not before glaring at Sam, who could only take a step back, and then quickly walk towards Bruce.

Bruce was in awe as he watched the ghost boy fly up into the air and attack the monster with furious maneuvers. "Oh wow! Is that inviso-bill?"

"Yea, it is, we should probably get out of the way." He took her hand and she smiled confidently, but her insides were gnawing away with anxiousness.