Note: Thanks to the people that have reviewed my story/set alerts for it. I know the first part was a bit confusing at times, but bear with me, and I promise things will eventually make sense.

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or its characters, nor do I own any of Musiq's... well... music.

"Mr. Fenton, are you quite finished daydreaming!" proclaimed his last-period instructor, Mr. Lancer, after catching Danny staring at Sam... again.

"Uh, yes, yes!" Danny insisted, warping back into reality. But as the teacher droned on about some British author, Danny couldn't help but wonder about Sam's behavior throughout the day. He tore a blank piece of paper from his binder and, acting like he was taking lecture notes, instead catalogued all he'd observed about Sam since that morning.

1. Came to school dressed like a "typical" teenage girl, with "normal" makeup and a trendy outfit.

2. Made a joke at my expense, but with a smile on her face and a peppy voice replacing her usual sarcastic tone.

3. Didn't tease Tucker about his PDA or his crush on Valerie.

4. Actually stayed quiet when dissection was brought up in science, instead of jumping into her whole dissection-is-inhumane spiel.

After writing down his observations, Danny made another list, one of possible causes.

1. Her parents threatened to do something if she didn't abandon her Goth ways permanently.

2. She's trying to play games with me.

3. She's doing some wacky experiment for a TV show or something.

4. She's just expressing something that was inside her all along.

As if sensing that Mr. Lancer was glaring at him, Danny quickly folded up the paper and shoved it into his pocket. A few minutes later, the bell rang, signaling the end of school for the day. Danny gathered his things and walked to the door, only to be stopped by Sam grabbing his arm.

"What's the rush for, Danny? Got someplace special to be?"

"Uh, no, Sam, I just want to get out of here. You know how I hate staying at school any longer than necessary," Danny responded, feeling his face turn crimson.

"Oh, please, call me Samantha. Sam sounds so... masculine."

Now Danny knew something was wrong. Even her parents didn't call her Samantha, unless she was in serious trouble. "Um, Samantha, is there a reason we're still here? Shouldn't we be meeting up with Tucker or something?"

"Yes, but what's the hurry? He's probably busy squiring after Valerie anyway. Besides, I want to talk to you about, you know... Friday."

"What's there to talk about?" Danny found himself inquiring. Oh crap... that totally opened the door for her to insult me, he thought.

But she didn't. She actually laughed. "Oh, Danny, don't be silly! You know exactly what I'm referring to! Our kiss, remember! It was so passionate."

"Sam- err, uh, Samantha, must we talk about this here!" Danny huffed as he heard people walking by and giggling.

"No, of course not. How about we meet in the park in thirty minutes? I need time to freshen up."

"Uh, sure, whatever," Danny said, more confused than ever.

Sam finally let go of his arm, and he rushed off to find Tucker, only to run into his archenemy in the mortal world, Dash Baxter, the big man (and big bully) on campus.

"Hey, watch it, Fentonio!" Dash exclaimed, clenching his hand into a fist.

"Oh, sorry Dash," Danny said, ducking just in time to avoid a black eye and continuing down the hall. Breathless, he stopped on the front steps of the school to compose himself and spotted Tucker waiting for him under one of the trees.

"Where's Sam?" Tucker quizzed him, walking over to the bottom of the steps.

"It's Samantha now," Danny corrected him. "She said she'll meet me in the park in half an hour- something about freshening up."

Tucker rolled his eyes. "Dude, what is up with her! She went from, like, Goth to girly-girl in virtually no time flat. You should have offered to meet her at the clinic instead so she could have her head checked."

"Yeah, well, too late now," Danny said, still trying to catch his breath.

Meanwhile...

Sam headed to the restroom on the first floor, grinning the whole way as she thought about how flustered Danny had become when she mentioned their kiss. As she looked into the mirror, a weird feeling overcame her. The next thing she knew, some mysterious figure had phased out of her, and now stood before her, donning a leather jacket and miniskirt.

"Kitty!" the girl muttered in surprise.

"Yes, that's right, Samantha. I've come back to find your boyfriend again and get him to fall in love with me, and this time for good. No more messing with that loser Johnny."

"Danny is not my boyfriend!" Sam proclaimed.

"Good, then that will make it even easier to manipulate him. The easy part's over- he's already fallen in love with you. By the time he realizes that I was overshadowing you the whole time, it will be too late."

Kitty pushed Sam back against the wall, the girl's head striking the edge, knocking her out cold. With a maniacal laugh, she turned intangible and phased through the restroom wall, leaving Sam in a heap on the floor.

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