Ok so I'm willing to admit to myself that yes, I love Danny, he's my best friend but he means so much more to me. I'm just scared to tell him this, what if I ruined our friendship with my stupid emotions, which I never really showed, at least not on purpose. Why of all the people in the whole world did I have to love him, honestly, it's like everything and everyone has been trying to push us together and the scary part is, it worked. At least for me. I'm fifteen so why shouldn't I have a boyfriend? Cause the only person who I truly love is Danny. Damn these emotions, they're great and horrible at the same time, well at least I have some control.
Sam mulled her predicament while finishing getting ready. She wasn't getting ready for anything in particular she just liked to get clean and dressed, besides she'd be ready if anyone called. Ok more like if Danny or Tucker called. She applied her eyeliner and smoothed out her skirt. "There," She said aloud glancing at herself in the mirror. She smiled at the thought of how sometimes Danny would slip and say how pretty she was. He rarely caught himself but she noticed.
She walked into her room and groaned remembering that the worst holiday of all was approaching, Valentine's Day, in seven days. She hated Valentines day it was a gooey, lovey, and sweet holiday that tasted bitter to her. First of all she wasn't into that whole classic romantic stuff, obviously it wasn't the Goth way. Bored she sat on her bed and felt under the mattress for her cds. She didn't want her mother to get nosey and look through them and exchange them with dare she even think it, pop music, Sam shivered at the thought of the preps that complain about their good lives.
She browsed through them, "Hmm, let's see, AFI, Rancid, Nekromantix, Tiger Army, Minor Threat, The Clash, Ramones, Joe Strummer. How 'bout some AFI." She said to herself while pulling out The Art Of Drowning. Sam had gotten into the habit of talking to herself because she was almost always alone, and hell it was pretty fun too.
She listened to the cd a couple of times when the phone rang. She turned down the stereo and spoke into the receiver. "Hello,"
"Hey Sam, do you wanna hang out today?" Came Danny's voice. She felt a grin come on, put she repressed it.
"Sure, when should I meet you guys?"
"Oh, Tucker cant come, apparently his parents' frown upon missed curfew." Danny explained.
Sam couldn't hold back her smile this time, a whole day with Danny all to herself.
"Sam, Sam?"
"Yeah Danny." She responded realizing that she'd been quiet the whole time. "Sorry I was, just uh, thinking.
"Oh, well wanna meet at the park in fifteen minutes?"
"Sure, see you there." Sam said.
They both hung up and Sam excitedly grabbed her black Ramones sweatshirt and threw it on. She scribbled down a quick note, so her parents or grandmother would know where she was. She wasn't sure why, but for some reason she felt completely giddy around Danny now, even just thinking of him made her want to dance. What on earth was wrong with her?
'Easy now Sam there's nothing between you guys, he's just a friend and your just a friend and that's it that's all it ever will be. And try not to hint towards your feelings.' Sam sometimes hated her conscious, but only because it knew better, and it was something she already knew but really didn't want to admit it.
She saw him standing there with that normal smile he always wore. He waved lightly to her as she approached. Yeah of course he beat her, he could fly, which is why she pitied the poor sucker who ever thought they could race him.
"Hey Sam. What's up?" He smiled as she greeted him.
"Nothing really, but I'm glad you called, I had nothing to do. Speaking of which what are we going to do?"
"I don't know, maybe we could go to the mall or something?" He suggested.
"Sure, not like there's anything better to do in this boring town." Sam agreed
"Yeah tell me about it, so lets go."
They walked for a little bit when Danny finally said something. "You know this would take a whole lot less time if we just fly there."
"Yeah, but you cant always take the shortcut Danny, common walking wont kill you."
"No, but a ghost might." He answered after his breath materialized into a wisp of blue. "Of course," He stated dryly.
"Great a ghost." Sam said annoyed.
"Yup which means, I'm going ghost!" He cried after taking a quick glance around to see if anyone was watching him.
Danny flew up to see where his foe was, but he heard a muffled cry and turned to see that Sam had vanished.
"Sam? Where did you go?" He asked cautiously, but then something hit him in the back of his head and he did a face plant into the ground. That was all he could remember before passing out.