How do I love this song? Let me count the ways. 5,000,000,000… 5,000,000,001…
This is my dead duck of a song-fic. It refuses to work. But I will be proud when I finish it. Even if it completely sucks.
Danny groaned as he saw her again. He had been avoiding girls for a long time. He didn't want to pull a Spiderman. "I will always be Spiderman, and Spiderman will always have enemies…" Not a happy picture. But she slipped through his nets. She was his friend. He adored her. He loved her so much it hurt to be near her without letting her know. She was the bane of his existence, and yet he loved her all the more for it.
The urge to merge can rob us of our senses
The need to breed can make a man a drone
We must be on alert with our defenses
For every skirt will test testosterone
So knowing this I severed all connection
With any creature sporting silk or lace
I was firmly headed in the right direction
When suddenly I stumbled on
that face…
It was inevitable that he would run into her in the hallways. They went to the same school, after all. And as the good friend he was, he stopped to say Hi. She would always smile at him and-…
Oh, her smile. The way her nose crinkled slightly. The way it looked so out of place in her morbid outlook, her Goth apparel. The way her eyes would flash and warm with recognition and affection. The way her shiny purple-lip-glossed lips would stretch to surround her beam, her grin, her smile. The way that dimple on her chin would appear. The way she blushed slightly when he complimented her.
Whoa, Danny. Focus.
That face, that face
That dangerous face
I mustn't be unwise
And she sat in front of him in class. It was like a drug. She always smelled of daisies and soap. Her hair always curled slightly when it was humid outside. She hated it, but he thought it was cute. The way her shirt draped against her slender back. She carried herself like a queen and deserved to. She was, in his eyes.
And with that poise was strength. She always helped him hunting ghosts. And she was so athletic. She could run laps around him. He was so jealous, but then again, the exercise only further perfected her already incredible legs.
Those lips, that nose, those eyes
Could lead to my demise.
And she wasn't just a great body. She was so smart. She was acing all of her classes. She was offered a position in AP Math, but she gave it up so she could tutor him. So kind. So thoughtful. Selfless Sam…
And she cared about the environment. She tried to help everybody personally. She was already planning a trip to Haiti for next summer. He was trying to get his parents to let him go. He felt he owed it to her.
And he was eager to see her smile when he told her. Of course.
That face, that face
That marvelous face.
Tuesday nights, Danny, Sam and Tucker would meet at Danny's house for "study group". Not much studying went on after the first fifteen minutes or so. Danny always stared at Sam. Sam always snuck glances at Danny. Tucker always called them lovebirds.
They always vehemently denied it.
"Tucker! We're not lovebirds!" Dammit, I wish we were.
I never should begin
Those cheeks, that neck, that chin
Will surely do me in.
This time however, Tucker was strangely silent. Danny and Sam exchanged worried looks before Sam asked, "Tucker? Are you… all right?"
He looked up from the comic book he had been concealing in his history textbook. He liked to pretend to be good. "Yeah. Why?"
"Well," she said. "You're not-…"
"Calling us lovebirds." Danny said, finishing the sentence for her, as he often did. He blushed instantly.
Sam smiled at him with her luscious lips before turning back to Tucker. Danny felt his shoulders droop slightly as she lavished her much-wanted attention on his friend. What if Sam liked Tucker better? What if Tucker liked Sam? He couldn't stand to make Sam unhappy, but he wanted her attention. He felt his eyes glowing green, and then realized how ridiculous he sounded, even to himself. His anger cooled, but his jealousy was still there.
I must be smart
And hide my heart
If she's within a mile
Tucker groaned. "You guys are so clueless! I mean, Danny will always refuse to see what's in front of him and will continue doting on untouchables such as Paulina and Valerie-…"
"Hey!" Ouch. I mighta deserved that one.
Tucker continued. "…And Sam will refuse to work up the courage to admit her true feelings."
Sam's cheeks tinged pink, as they always did when she was mad and upset. Danny loved that color. But why now? "Hey!"
Tucker gathered his books. "You know what, guys? I'm going home. And when I come to school tomorrow, I expect an agreement to be reached between you." With his teeming backpack, he headed to the door. He slammed it with gusto behind him.
Sam and Danny sat there, very confused and not quite sure what just happened.
If I don't duck
I'm out of luck
She'd kill me with her smile
Sam gave him a wary smile and chuckled kind of nervously. Why should she be nervous? She was perfect. Sam said, "Tuck's crazy. Where do they always get these ideas from?"
Danny felt hope escape him. She didn't like him at all. "Yeah." He mumbled before turning back to his "chemistry homework". The ironies of life…
It must have shown on his face. "Are you okay, Danny?" Sam asked tentatively. "You look kinda upset…"
I'm in love with you, but I refuse to admit it! And you don't like me back! His inner vice sobbed. Everything Tucker said was right about me, but I can't tell you. "Yeah, Sam. Really. I'm fine."
He smiled at her, only to be caught up once again in the fabulous face of hers.
That face, that face
That fabulous face
It's clear I must beware
They sat there, silently for a few moments. Danny tore his eyes away to bury his blushing face in his science book. Sam was examining the emotions crossing her best friend's face. Something clicked.
She stood up suddenly. "I'm hungry." She stated.
Danny mumbled. "There's salad in the fridge."
Sam huffed. "I want to go to the Nasty Burger. Let's go." She stomped over to right in front of him.
Danny looked up startled. What was this? Was this… Dare he even think it? A DATE? With SAM? Whoa… That would be…
Sam dragged him to his feet. "Let's go! Put on a coat, or something!" She was grinning the whole time.
Danny stumbled to do her bidding. "What're we doing?" He yelled. "We're supposed to be studying!" The rack of coats faced him. Sam once told him she liked the blue one…
Sam called back instantly. "We're taking a break!" She was rummaging through his sock drawer, where she knew he kept his extra cash. She came across a pair of boxers and blushed to the roots of her black hair. Her hand closed on a twenty. Bingo.
Danny jogged back into the room in his sleek blue coat. "Why do you want to go on a break now?" He complained sarcastically. "We were having so much fun."
Sam laughed, heading for the door. "Because I want to go out on a date, Romeo. Let's go!"
Oh, the frightening things one can say on impulse.
I'm certain if I fall in love
I'm lost without a trace
But it's worth it...
Danny stood there, a grin, an impossible grin blossoming on his face. He took off after Sam.
For that face…
It's over! It's probably horrible, but it's over! Break out the champagne and caviar and Shirley temples and sea salt and vinegar chips and heath bars! It's over!
