"Sam, what is your problem? Is it that you can't stand to see me happy? Is that it?" Danny yelled at her.
Sam threw the pack of papers she had been holding to the ground. "Danny, I spend all my free time helping you, and you treat me like dirt!"
"Treat you like dirt? I've saved you over an-"
"I've done the same for you Danny. You don't spare me a second glance!"
"I do too!"
"And you're making out with Paulina then?" she said, arms crossed and voice wavering. She was on the verge of tears.
"She's my girlfriend! You're my best friend! Stop interfering!"
Sam yelled. "Danny, I love you! I hate being the sidekick and getting captured over and over, but I did it for you. You flirt with me and then the next day it's back to mooning over Valerie or Paulina or another pretty girl with no mind! I feel like I'm invisible!"
Danny stood stunned. This was far from what he expected.
Sam turned on him again. "And that's another thing! She doesn't get pestered by ghosts! I do! If there's a hostage to take, I'm it. If a damsel in distress is needed it's always me! She gets all the ups from being your girlfriend and I get the downs! I am SO SICK OF THIS!" Sam screamed. She turned and ran out of the house.
Danny still stood there. He had no idea Sam felt that strongly about her situation.
The meaning of what she had said hadn't sunk in yet.
Danny picked up the papers Sam had thrown to the ground and ruffled through them. It was research she had done in her free time about different ghost' powers. Guilt rose. When he was on a date with Paulina, Sam was gathering research for him.
She loved him? That was weird. They had both gone on dates before and she had never batted an eyelash.
..or had she?
Suddenly Danny's mind was filled with images. Sam glaring at Paulina, Sam warning him to stay away from Valerie, Sam kissing him…
Oh god, he thought. I love Sam.
Nota Bene: Tell me what you think. I want to know if I should draw this on or end it quickly.