Alohaness peoples. Sorry the last chapter was written so quick. I wrote it before I went to school this morning, so it was like crunch time. Hopefully this chapter is one of those long chapters you've been waiting for, but it's kinda different. It's in both Sam's and Danny's point of views, so you can see the story two different ways. This chapter took me two hours to write, so you better like it, or else I will send an army of evil squirrels to eat you. Oh, and the poem in the last story was written by me. Thankz to whoever said it was a good poem. I appreciate that. I wrote that poem before I wrote this story so it wasn't composed in less than 20 minutes. This message is really long.

Enjoy peoples.

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Sam's Point Of View

Sam tried calling Danny that night. She called him over and over again. Finally she gave up and decided to go over to his house. Once there she knocked on his door, and Jazz answered.

"Hey, Sam, if you want to talk to Danny he's not in his best mood right now." Jazz explained.

"Oh, I know." Sam said. She had her diary in her backpack which she was wearing. "I just wanted to tell him something important."

"Okay, but make it quick. He says that he's not in the mood for visitors. In fact, he didn't even eat dinner." Jazz said. Sam walked through the door.

"Thanks Jazz." Sam said.

"You know where his room is, right?" Jazz asked.

"Yeah, I think I've known him long enough toknow where his room is." Sam explained. Sam walked to Danny's room and knocked on his door.

"I told you, Jazz; I don't want anything that's Mexican for dinner." Sam heard an annoyed voice say from the other side of the door.

"Danny, it's Sam," Sam replied in a nervous voice.

"Oh, what are you doing here?" Danny said rudely.

"I'm just came over here to apologize," Sam said sadly. "You don't have to get all mad about it."

Danny was silent for a couple of seconds. "Well, then maybe I can go take my worry out on a ghost." Danny said harshly.

"Danny be reasonable. I didn't come over here just to hear you gripe about how that stupid poem upset your whole life." Sam protested.

"Yeah, well how did you know that it didn't upset my life? Maybe I liked…" Danny started to say.

"Liked what?" Sam asked.

"Nothing, I don't like anything." Danny said.

"Fine then, you didn't even hear the last part of the poem." Sam argued.

"Oh, was it about you saying your undying love for me or something stupid." Danny joked. Sam didn't take it as a joke. She choked back tears.

Why is he being so mean? This isn't like him. I can't believe his rudeness. Why, doesn't he just be nice? I can't believe him. Time to go back to plan B.

"Okay, Danny you're right. I should just leave you and Valerie alone. I don't even care anymore." Sam stated.

"What do you mean you cared?" Danny asked.

"Why, should I tell you? You don't even care." Sam said. "Look, you can go steady with Valerie, and have a boy who's part ghost and then a girl who wants to be a ghost hunter."

Sam tried to sound like she was joking.

"Sam, I don't know what to do." Danny said. Sam could hear the seriousness in his voice.

"Well, I think that you should get a good night sleep so you can have fun with Valerie tomorrow." Sam joked again. "Bye, Danny. See you tomorrow at school."

"Wait, Sam don't go," Danny cried. Sam ripped a piece of paper out of her notebook in her backpack, and folded it and then slipped it under Danny's door. She walked away, not hearing Danny's last words, "I need you."

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Danny's Point Of View

Danny slammedhis frontdoor, behind him. Jazz came running up toward him.

"Hey, Danny, did you have a good day? Do you want something Mexican for dinner? What should I make?" Jazz asked.

"No, no and I don't care." Danny answered. He stormed up the stairs to his bedroom. Five minutes later he heard a knock on his door.

"Danny, are you sure you don't want anything for dinner?" Jazz asked again.

"No," Danny replied. He heard footsteps walking away. He tried to gain all his thoughts.

Okay, so Sam's mad at me because I'm selfish and clueless. Whatever clueless means. Okay, so she's miffed about Valerie, and I'm clueless. How much of that poem did I actually get?

He was interrupted by a knock on his door.

"Danny, are you absolutely sure you don't want anything to eat?" Jazz asked.

"No, and if you come ask me again, I'm going to get really mad and burn Bearbert." Danny replied. Bearbert is Jazz's favorite stuffed teddy bear that looks like Albert Einstein.

"Okay, Danny I won't bother you again." Jazz said nervously. Danny heard footsteps walking away and tried to regain his thoughts again.

Okay, what am I clueless about? That Valerie doesn't want to go out with me?

No, I already know that. Well, it has to do with Sam. Maybe I'm clueless because Sam likes….

He was interrupted by another knock.

"I told you Jazz, I don't want anything Mexican for dinner." Danny screamed, in frustration.

"Danny, it's Sam" Danny heard a shy voice say from the other side of the door say.

"Oh, what are you doing here?" Danny said. He didn't know why he said you so rudely.

"I just came over hear to apologize," Sam said. "You don't have to get all mad about it." Danny's heart skipped a beat. Sam wanted to apologize to him. He kept firm though, it case it was a joke.

"When then maybe I can go take my worry out on a ghost." Danny said remembering the poem.

"Danny be reasonable. I didn't come all the way over here just to hear you gripe about how that stupid poem upset your life." Sam protested.

"Yeah, well how do you know that it didn't upset my life? Maybe I liked…" Danny started to say. His heart skipped another beat. He had almost told Sam that he might've liked her.

"Liked what?" Sam asked.

"Nothing, I didn't like anything." Danny replied quickly.

"Fine then, you didn't even hear the last part of the poem." Sam said.

The last part of the poem, what did that have to do with anything?

"Oh, was it about your undying love for me or something stupid?" Danny joked hoping Sam would laugh. Instead he heard choked sobs.

"Okay, Danny, you're right. I should just leave you and Valerie alone. I don't even care anymore." Sam said. Danny's heart skipped another beat. She cared? What did she care about?

"What do you mean you cared about?" Danny asked, hopefully.

"Why should I tell you? You don't even care." Sam said "Look, you can go steady with Valerie, and have a boy who's part ghost and a girl who is a ghost hunter."

Danny knew Sam was trying to joke around, but it didn't seem that funny. He didn't know why that hurt him so much, but suddenly he went into serious mode.

"Sam, I don't know what to do." Danny said desperately.

"Well, I think that you should get a good night sleep so that you can have fun with Valerie tomorrow." Sam said. Her words hurt Danny. "See you tomorrow at school."

"Wait don't go," Danny cried. He ran to his bedroom door. He heard the sound of ripping paper and seconds later some paper slipped under his door. He heard footsteps walking away. He wish the sound wouldn't stop, but it faded away, and he said his last words even though he knew she couldn't hear them, "I need you."

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Ohhh, evil cliffhanger. What will happen? Can't post tomorrow sorry. Evil parents told me I'm grounded from the computer because I was working on this chapter. Your reading pleasure is my writing pain. Hopefully this chapter will keep you content for a while. If not, Attack Evil Squirrels Attack! Mwahahahaha!

Byeness peoples...