Disclaimer I do not own Danny Phantom. If i did the series would be way way different.

Chapter 2

(AN i just went into surgery so it might be a while till i update again. But if you guys want to review with ideas, or great reviews it will probally make me feel better. meaning i will write faster. Dont feel bad about me having an Eating disorder. i came over healthy and alive. but the werid thing about it was the only person who realized something was wrong was my dorm parent. Please Read and Review)

In the morning, I was awoken by a sharp pain in my stomach. 'Wow that hurt really bad. What was that all about?' I thought. I groaned as I stood up and started to walk out the door of the bathroom and into my room. I looked at my clock. It said 7:15 so I started to get ready. I had a nasty taste in my mouth. It tasted like throw up from the night before. I grimaced and brushed my teeth. Then I hopped in the shower. 40 minutes later I was all dressed and waited outside my house for Danny to pick me up. I skipped breakfast because my stomach still hurt a little.

"Hey Sammy why you looking so down in the dumps?" Danny asked me as he walked up my front stairs.

"Oh its nothing, my stomach just kind of hurts. You ready for school?" I said putting on a fake smile.

"Yeah lets go," Danny said sounding not to convinced.

School went okay, well until lunch anyways. My stomach still killed. So I didn't get lunch. This didn't go unnoticed. Danny was the first to speak.

"Sam why aren't you eating?" Danny asked me sounding sort of worried.

"My stomach is still killing me. It feels like my stomach is on fire. I think I am going to go to the nurse see you guys later." I said as I walked out of the cafeteria.

Danny turned to Tucker and said, "I'm worried about her she seems distressed."

"It's probably just girl problems, I'm sure she is fine." Tucker said taking a huge bite out of his Ham and Turkey sandwich (EWW gross. In reality I am a veg head to. That sounds gross). Danny just nodded.

I walked into the nurse's office and laid down on he nearest bed. I nurse came in and started to bother me with all of the questions like, "Are you on your period? Have you eaten today? Are you stressed?" The she asked my the worst question ever. "Have you had sex yet?"

"What!" I sort of screamed at her.

"Well all of the symptoms you are saying you have are most of the symptoms for pregnancy. I thought you and that Fenton boy finally got together. If you did, I finally would have won my bet with the principal."

"No we haven't gotten together. I have never ever had Sex. Especially not with Danny. He's just my friend. Why cant anybody at this school understand that. I have to go." I said really angry as I stood up to leave. I walked out the door and steamed down the hall to my next class.

"Sam you ok? You seemed pissed off. What did the nurse say?" Danny asked me looking a little worried. Tucker started to focus in on our conversation.

"Yeah what did she say?"

"She asked me if I have my period today or if I was stressed."

"And this made you that mad?" Danny asked me looking a little confused. When the word PERIOD was mentioned, Tucker seemed to loose interest and turned around looking disgusted. Tucker gets really uncomfortable when the menstrual cycle is mentioned.

"Well that's not all she asked me."

"What else did she ask you?" Tucker asked looking suddenly seriously interested again.

"Well, she asked me if I have had sex yet."

"Why would she want to know that?" Danny kind of shouted really fast at me as his voice cracked a little bit.

"Well apparently my symptoms all lead to either PMS or pregnancy. And she thought me a Danny had, in her words 'finally gotten together' and if I was carrying around a little baby Daniel Fenton around inside of me." Tucker looked as if he was going to laugh. Danny looked as if he was either going to faint or throw up. Maybe it was both.

Danny just stared at me his eyes wide open. I giggled to myself at the look on his face.

Its kind of funny how well of a mask I could put on. I must have been a good actress because not even for a minute people could tell that there was anything wrong with me. But there was.

It has been about a month since the last time I complained about a stomachache. But I still get them. My father has become Psychotic, Lashing out even more then ever. It scared me but I held my head up high. I wouldn't eat breakfast or dinner but I would eat lunch. I only did it so I didn't scare Danny or Tucker. I didn't want them trying to help me out of this. I thought I could deal with it myself. I was wrong.

When I ate lunch I would drink a lot of fluids then run to the bathroom just to stick my fingers down my throat to throw it back up. I didn't think I was getting any skinnier. So i started exercising like crazy. On weekend I would wake up and go to the gym for 3 hours the go home and runaround my town a couple times then go to bed.

It got steadily got worse and worse as the weeks went by. I lost a lot of weight but I had not idea how much I lost.