A/N: It must be the end of the world! I actually UPDATED this story! Dun dun dun…

Well, anyway. A bit of Danny/Leah though I personally support DxS all the way. Ahehe. Yeah, anyway. Leah's character changes quite a lot, but what can you expect when she meets someone who's… like her? Oh and don't ask about the sudden scene change!

Oh! Thanks to Doodle, by the way, for doing such a great job as being my editor! You're just too awesome.

Annoying disclaimer that I always forget: Do I have to even say it? Isn't it so painstakingly obvious that I don't own Danny Phantom?

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I groaned in boredom, drumming my fingers on the desk. 'Stupid mother and father grounding me, what's it going to do if I just sit here for a few days?' I jumped, startled, as a ringing noise came from somewhere to my left. I realised it was the phone, and picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Sam? Hey listen, do you want to come and watch a movie?" It was Danny!

"Not with my parents patrolling my door, I can't," I muttered, a hint of amusement in my voice.

"Well… you know… you don't have to go out the door," Danny explained quietly.

"But - oh. Oh! Ok, sure. When can you come?"

"I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Great!"

"Oh, and Sam? Tucker will be there."

"No problem."

"Leah's coming too. Bye!" He hangs up, leaving me blinking in surprise. The phone was creaking under my strong (and getting stronger) grip, as I took deep breaths. Ok Sam, calm down. Caaaalm down. I relaxed my hand and very calmly threw the phone across the room, as it landed on the other wall with a thunk. Whoops?

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Nah.

I need a drink. I picked up the glass of water on the table, and slowly sipped from it, trying to calm myself down, properly this time. When that idea went down the drain (no pun intended), I growled and threw the glass at the wall. It promptly smashed. I glanced nervously at the door, wondering if my parents had heard anything.

Oh, what the heck. I'd always wanted to do that anyway!

I didn't have much time to think. There was a tapping at the window. I looked over and Danny is there, grinning, in his Phantom form. I nodded, allowing him to enter. He turned intangible and phased through the window.

"Hey," I said, hastily getting in front of the place where the phone and smashed glass lay.

"What did you do?" he asked automatically. Damn, he knew me too well.

"Nothing! I didn't just smash anything."

"Of course you didn't Sam. Now come on, we're gonna be late," he urged me, not unkindly though.

"Ok, ok…" I picked up a pair of combat boots and sat down to put them on.

"Ready?" he asked, surprisingly patiently. Didn't know he had it in him.

"Yep."

"Come on then." He took my arm and, grinning, suddenly turned intangible once more. We shot downwards, then as he moved slightly forward to get out of the house, we landed on solid ground once more. I stood still, a little winded from the sudden movement, then grinned too. Two bright rings of light appeared around his waist and moved to opposite ends of his body, and when this was complete he was Danny Fenton, the clumsy 14-year-old kid who goes to my high school. We walked quickly to just outside my front door, where Tucker and Leah were waiting.

"Oh… you're coming," Leah murmured disdainfully. "Alright. Whatever." She was trying her hardest not to look at me or Tucker. Which left only one person to look at.

Danny.

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"That movie was…." I stopped, not knowing what to say, not wanting to hurt Danny or Tucker's feelings.

"Dull?" Danny asked with a laugh. Sighing, I agreed.

"Pretty much," Leah yawned.

"You know, Leah, you're not so bad after all.." Danny said quietly. "Leah? Hey, where'd she go?" he asked, frowning. I sighed for the second time.

"Hey Danny, come look at this!" came a voice from somewhere to our left. That would be her. Despite the fact that she only called Danny, we all came over to see what she was looking at. She was standing by a tree, which had a notice pinned to it.

"Attention all citizens of Amity Park from 13 to 15 years old!

There will be a Christmas dance held at Casper High School on the 23rd of December. Please come along!"

I blinked, suddenly realizing with an angry pang what Leah was thinking of...

"So, Danny… thinking of going with anyone?" Leah asked, almost smiling at him. Almost.

"Er – well –" He stuttered.

"Well since I'm new here, I was wondering – " She was interrupted by a certain spirit bellowing "BEWARE!" Despite the ghost, in my mind, I was cheering. "Go on. Deal with it."

"Er – well – I can't, really," Danny coughed. He unclipped what looked like a small pedometer from his jeans. "See, I lost my ghost powers, on the last day of school… This was the only way I could have gotten you out, Sam," he explained. "The Fenton Booster. It was an old experiment that my Mom and Dad made, it was originally made to weaken ghost's powers. Unfortunately, it worked like a charm, so Jazz fixed it to do the opposite. It runs on… well, I'm not sure what it runs on, but it's run out." Trust Danny to say 'run' three times in the same sentence.

"Well, it's not that important, anyway.. It's only the Box Ghost. So.. I was wondering if... you wanted to, maybe, go to the dance with me."

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A/N: DARNED WRITER'S BLOCK. I shall destroy youu! Yes, the last bit was a bit rushed. I don't care! ¬¬ Anyway, I think this is my longest chapter so far. Hope you enjoy. Review, as usual. Constructive criticism is OK, but I don't look kindly upon flames. I.e. "that was so bad! Your writing is terrible!" will make me set Leah on you. "I think you may have gotten Sam a bit OOC. "She wouldn't do (insert something here that she wouldn't do). Maybe you could do something like (insert something that she's more likely to do)." is perfectly fine, like I said, constructive criticism is good.

Until next time!