Dedicated to: the one I wished I had so many memories to share with...

9) Hello

Rain poured down upon the two teens, but neither seemed to notice. A raven-haired teen with blue eyes held a smaller, feminine form close to him. Her usually lilac eyes were dark and empty, and the rain soaked her black hair. She didn't shiver or complain about the rain. She could no longer shiver. She would never complain again or offer a sarcastic remark. She was dead. The other teen's face was wet with rain and tears as he buried his face in the crook of her neck.

playground school bell rings again

rain clouds come to play again

has no one told you she's not breathing

hello i'm your mind giving you

someone to talk to

hello

They had so many memories together and so many more to create, but she was gone. The memories were going to end here in the rain. The teen's shoulders shook with sobs as memory after memory invaded his mind. There were so many. Why did she have to mean so much to him? Why couldn't he have left it at "just friends?"

if i smile and don't believe

soon i know i'll wake from this dream

don't try to fix me i'm not broken

hello i'm the lie living for you so you can hide

don't cry

The lilac-eyed girl beside him grinned. "You're my best friend, Danny. My best friend in the whole world."

"But Sam, we're only ten. What if things change?" he asked before looking at the sky, the blue mirrored in his eyes. "There's a lot of people in the world you might like better than me."

"Nope." Sam giggled. "We're going to be best friends forever."

She had been right. Things had changed, but they were still best friends. They'd added Tucker into the group only a couple months after that day in fifth grade. The three of them did tons of things together. Sam was the dark, sarcastic one; Tucker was the technological know-it-all; and Danny was the goofy klutz. Their friendship strengthened even after he ended up half ghost.

suddenly i know i'm not sleeping

hello i'm still here

all that's left of yesterday

The three freshmen were bored, hanging out at Danny's house. His parents had gone to another ghost convention, and Jazz was too busy studying. With nothing else to do, they had wandered into the lab in the basement.

"Hey, Danny, what's this?" Tucker asked, pointing to an octagonal hole in the wall.

"That's my parents' latest 'invention.' It's called the Fenton Portal, and it's supposed to be some kind of ghost zone. It doesn't work." Danny shrugged. "It's just a big hole with the word 'Fenton' on it."

Sam laughed. "Hey, Danny, you should look inside. See if you can fix it."

Danny stared at her. "No way!"

She stuck her tongue out at him, and he mimicked her. "Then what are we supposed to do here?"

"Let's play Truth or Dare!" Tucker piped up.

The other two sighed but agreed. Tucker went first.

"Okay, Sam, Truth or Dare?"

"Truth."

"Do you like Danny?"

Both Sam and Danny started laughing. "Yeah, as a friend," she finally replied.

Tucker pouted. "That's not what I meant."

Sam turned to the boy beside her. "Danny, Truth or Dare?"

"Um...dare, I guess."

She grinned evilly. "I dare you to go in the Fenton Portal."

"I knew you were going to do that!" Danny said, leaping up.

"Come on, Danny! It's just part of the game. What's the worst that could happen?"

He growled then stomped over to a supply closet, pulling out one of the white and black jumpers. He tugged it on, and all three teens grimaced as a picture of Jack Fenton grinned at them from Danny's chest.

"Can my dad get any weirder?" Danny muttered as he pulled the image off. He turned to the portal and gulped. "Do I really have to do this?"

"Don't be a baby, Danny." Sam shoved him inside. "See?"

"Hey, it's kind of cool in here." Danny walked further in. "Here's why it didn't work!" he called, finding on and off buttons on a panel on the wall. He reached for the green button.

"No, Danny—" Both teens were thrown back as a blinding flash filled the portal.

They heard Danny yelling then the flash died away. Danny was lying unconscious on the floor in the portal, but something was very different about him. The white and black jumper was now black and white, his raven hair was now snow white, and when he did open his eyes they glowed an eery green.

Danny gazed back down at the dead girl in his arms. "You were there for all of that, Sam," he whispered, "but you're not going to be there anymore." He began to cry again, hugging her tightly as more memories continued to invade his mind. Ember's spell, the fake-out make-out, and so many other memories. "What will I do without you, Sam?"

A/N: This is not my best work. I don't really like this song, and I guess it shows in this story. Enjoy imagining how she died. I have no idea... I think I've run out of deep speeches...