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disclaimer:I don't own danny phantom, I wish I do though.
sam'sPOV italics are her thoughts italics and bold are the flashbacks
"I remember that summer! I thought it rocked!"I said happliy. "says the nature-loving goth." tucker said. "while you were leading the girl's nature hike, the boys couldn't be lazier or get bitten by more mosquitoes".he said. "but danny, that's not what what I liked about it." I said putting my head on his shoulder. I looked down and it wasstill there, the bracelette I made for him.
-flashback,age nine, noone's pov-
"come on everyone! it's arts and crafts tuesday!" called the camp director. all the nine-year-old boys and girls went into the cafeteriaand did lanyards for three hours. sam sat with tucker and danny. she was pretty quietwhile doing so and alittle sad. she tried to hide it and even tried hangnig with the girls her age but didn't like them,nor did they like her. she decided to go for a little walk. "sam, where are you going?"danny called out over the loud noise. "out." she called back. she left for a walk around the park with the bracelette she made. "dude, I'll be right back." danny said to tucker. "ok." he said trying to tie a knot.He followed sam in the distance.she went to the lake's dock and sat on the edge. "hey. are you ok?"Danny asked sitting down next to her. she looked down on the water reflecting them. "not really." she anwsered. "do you wanna talk about it?" he asked. he was taught that if something is wrong, you should always talk it out. "um...ok...I don't have any friends that are girls! I see all of them in their groupsof friendship bracelettes and necklaces and and stuff and I'm only friends with you and tucker and, don't take this the wrong way or anything but I should have more frineds but all of them think I'm weird. the girls in my cabin don't talk to me--" she was cut off by danny who didn't know exactly what to say. "um, I have an idea." he said quietly. she turned to him. "what is it?" she asked. "well, since I'm a guy, I could be your'e honorary friend that's a girl. "nah." she said quietly, but he didn't give up. "no really, I could be'one of the girls' listen''like ohmigosh! did you see the shoes on valarie grey yesterday? it's like so not her color!" he said in a prissy valleygirl voice. she giggled. he continued. "like seriously! I heardshe brought her own lunch forthe whole summer because she's afraid of the lunch here, like, can you belive that? who does she think she is?" he said again. she started laughing. "seriously! I like think she thinks she's all that, but like like,she not." he said and sam started cracking up.he continued untill she stopped laughing for a second. "thanks danny, that's what I needed." she said looking in his eyes. "here, I made you something. I know it's not much of a friendship bracelette, but this is from anhonorary girlfriend to a real one." he said giving her the lanyard bracelette he made earlier."thanks Danny, you could have mine. she said giving him the bracelette she made. they looked in eachother's eyes and sat closer then nessasary to each other and...then the camp director came. "samantha manson!Daniel fenton! I don't think youtwo should bedoing that untill you two are older, you'll be giving the kids a bad example to do so." she said to themin a kind voice. "we're sorry." danny said. "are we in trouble?" sam asked. "no, but ifI see you two like this again,you will be. now go to your cabins." she said and they left.
-endflashback,back to sam's POV-
"That was oneof the sweetest things you've ever done for me, that and the speech you gave me back in disney world." I said kissing him again.(A/N:remember this is sorta like a sequel to only one, for the people that don't know.) it seemed like whenever we were younger and were about to kiss,we'd be inturpped.not anymore. thank god! I wish I could do this forever, but we're human and we need air,stupid air! "are you two done?" tucker asked slightly annoyed. "yea, sorry." I said. "at least continue your makeout session when I leave, not everyonewants to see that." "ok,ok,sorry." he said. I looked atthe bracelette he glued in the book. and then at the picture we all took on the last day of camp. then he kissed me. wepulled away andI lookedin his blue eyes. the same blue eyes thatI've been jelouse of since kindergarden, the same blueeyes that give him away if he lies,the same blueeyes that I could drown in,the same blue eyes that are mine.woot woot! they're all mine! he's mine!hehehe!
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