Alohaness again! I'm updating again like I said that I would. :)
Okay, to clear something up, their play isn't until November or December and it's like...October, so yeah, they have time.
Since I know that nobody has reviewed yet, I'm just going to go straight to the story.
Disclaimer- But I have to do this first.
I don't own Danny Phantom. Danny Phantom and all those odd characters are owned by Butch Hartman who better be a fast runner or all of the DP fans will drag him into the road and shoot him for canceling DP...or so my friend tells me.
Disaster In Dram Class
Chapter Six: Amnesia? Part Two
"Clueless"-Sam Manson
Flirting With Disaster, Danny Phantom
Sam's POV
An annoying buzzing sound filled my ears and I quickly sat up. I had been, of course, sleeping, and wasn't ready for the Monday morning that had came so quickly.
I slammed my hand down on the off button of the alarm, and looked around.
I wasn't in my room, I noticed, and quickly panicked. I jumped out of the bed that I was in and ran across the floor. I was running, I quickly found out, over something.
"God Sam, stop panicking it's me Danny!"
"Danny!" I looked down to see Danny lying down on the floor in a sleeping bag. He slowly got up.
"Thanks for waking me up so nicely." He said sarcastically. I laughed.
"You're welcome." I said happily. He smiled, as he stood up. I walked over to my black suitcase and gathered up some cloths to wear. I walked to the bathroom.
After I changed into a black shirt and black pants I walked downstairs.
Jazz was busy making something.
"What are you making?" I asked her.
"I'm making pancakes, do you want some?" She asked me as she put a round piece of bread on a plate and handed it to me. I took it hesitantly and sat down at the table in the middle of the room.
"Where are your parents?" I asked her. I saw her face tense up.
"They're still sleeping so you have to be extra quiet." She explained to me and whispered the last part.
"Okay," I whispered to her sarcastically, still studying the pancake that was on the plate in front of me. I was quickly distracted by Danny walking downstairs.
"What are we doing today?" I asked him excitedly.
"We're discovering the many joys of high school." He said as he sat down beside me.
"Oh, what movie did you guys end up seeing?" Jazz asked trying to change the subject, as she set a plate of pancakes in front of Danny.
"The Rain Falls Down." Danny said dryly.
"Isn't that a chick flick?" Jazz asked.
"It's the only one Sam would go see without throwing a tantrum or having nightmares." Danny said harshly, guilt crept over me as I tried not to cry.
Flashback:
"We're going to go see "Love, Hate, and War" and that's final." Danny told me as we stood by the ticket booth.
"No, you said that we weren't going to see a scary movie!" I yelled at him.
"Guys, you're acting like a friggin two year old and her father, let's just go see whatever Sam wants to see." Tucker replied.
"Come on, you can't take Sam's side! Just because she's acting…differently doesn't mean that she gets to be a spoiled brat!" Danny argued with Tucker. I started to cry and noticed people watching me. "Fine, what do you want to see Sam?" Danny asked me. I looked up at the movies.
"The Rain Falls Down." I said quietly, and Danny got three tickets for the movie.
End Flashback:
Danny noticed me holding back tears. He gave me a quick hug.
"I'm sorry. You didn't have to see a scary movie if you didn't want to." He told me.
"No, I should listen to you. I trust you Danny." I said and we both smiled.
"Ahem," Jazz coughed, "Let me drive you guys to school."
"Okay," We both said in unison, and got our backpacks.
Danny's POV
School was something that I hadn't thought through clearly. I figured that out when I realized that Sam had to go to Algebra 2 at the end of the day and I had to go to P.E.
But in the meantime I sat by Sam during Mr. Lancers English class, and tried to focus on more important matters.
Mr. Swift had canceled play practice for the next two weeks because Gregor was at home with the Chicken Pox, which seemed like a pretty poor reason to me, but hey, I wasn't the director.
Hopefully Sam's uncle would visit soon and then he would sort out this mess, and by mess I mean make Gregor memorize his lines and do what he is supposed to do.
But alas, life is as easy as my dad wanting to give up ghost hunting.
"-Danny would you like to help?" I jumped as I realized that Mr. Lancer was asking me this question. I looked over at Sam for help, and felt a piece of paper land on my desk. I slowly opened it as Sam started talking.
"I'd be happy to help too Mr. Lancer." She said and I read the piece of paper.
He wants you to organize the class into groups of five.
I relaxed.
"Of course Ms. Manson, you may help Danny with his task." Mr. Lancer replied. "Would you like my class list?"
"Yes," I replied quickly. He handed a piece of paper to me.
The lunch bell rang, and students rushed out of the room.
"I expect to see the list of groups tomorrow." He told me as I walked out of the room with Sam.
"Don't worry you will." I replied.
Tucker's POV
A worried Danny sat down by me.
"Where's Sam?" I asked him.
"I don't know. I lost her in the crowd on the way to lunch." He answered me nervously.
"Dude, don't worry about it. She'll find her way back." I said optimistically.
"Yeah, you're probably right." He relaxed a little bit, but I couldn't help wondering where Sam had gone.
Sam's POV
I realized that there were no joys of high school as I walked slowly through the crowd of people.
"Hi, Sam, do you want to sit with me at lunch?" A bunch of kids asked me. I slowly nodded my head and watched them walk away in disappointment.
Finally I spotted someone that I recognized.
"Hi," I said as I walked up to her.
"Are you kidding? You can't talk to me." She told me.
"Your name's Paulina, isn't it?" I asked her.
"Wow, so you do remember people that aren't in your "height" of popularity." She answered rudely.
"I don't know what you're saying." I replied, "I have amnesia…"
"Is this Goth freak annoying you?" Someone I remembered as Dash came up behind Paulina.
"Yeah, she's starting to creep me out." Paulina answered him, and then I remembered that I hated both of their guts.
"Sorry to bother you." I told them and then ran down the hallway.
"COME BACK HERE FREAK!" Dash yelled at me and I ran faster.
I ran into the schools cafeteria and didn't see Danny or Tucker anywhere, but I noticed a girl sitting quietly by herself, and remembered her as Kensie.
Kensie had straight long blonde hair. She was wearing a white T-shirt with a dark blue circle in the middle, and jeans.
I walked over to her and sat down at her table.
"Hi Kensie," I said cheerfully.
"Hi," She said shyly.
"I need to talk to you about something." I told her.
"Okay, what?" She asked me.
"It has something to do with my friends." I replied and I felt her tense up, but I didn't know why.
"Oh," She said quietly, "I can explain. Your cousin might've told you, but…"
"What? I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out with us, but if you want to talk about something else…" I explained.
"No," She said suddenly, "I just meant that there is nothing else that I want to talk about, but if you want to hang out with me, that's cool." She smiled.
"Yeah, I do want to hang out with you." I told her as I smiled.
"Let me go dump my tray real quick." She told me as she stood up, and walked away.
I tried to remember why Kensie would tense up at the sound of my friends, and then it hit me.
My sister's drooling over her crush again.
-she's only had a crush on him for like, ever.
It's one of your cousin's friends. You know, the two boys that she hangs out with.
I felt myself tense up. She liked one of my friends.
That wouldn't have been a problem, but for some reason it was.
Why was it a problem? It's not like I liked one of my two friends.
I gasped.
Did I? Did normal Sam like one of her two friends?
Why couldn't I remember?
Duh, I have amnesia.
I would figure it out…eventually.
"What do you want to do?" Kensie asked me as she sat back down.
It was then that I noticed that I hadn't had any lunch yet.
"You know what Kensie I think I'm going to go get a salad." I told her as I stood up.
"Okay," She told me as I walked over to the lunch line.
I quickly paid for my lunch and practically ran over to Kensie when I saw Paulina and Dash enter the cafeteria.
I ate my salad quickly and only paused when Kensie made the comment of "It looks like you haven't eaten in a week, slow down, yikes."
"I'll be right back." I told her as I quickly got up and dumped my tray.
I was walking back towards Kensie when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Hey, where do you thinkyou're running off to freak?" I recognized the voice, and winced as he turned me around to face him.
"I was just going to go hang out with my friend Kensie, but that's none of your business.
So if you would please get your hand off of my shoulder," I pulled my shoulder out of his grip, "then I will never have to have the agony of watching someone who has an F average beat me up."
I ran away from him before he could decipher what I had just said.
I pulled Kensie out of the cafeteria, and made our way down to the library.
Danny's POV
Where was she?
I ran down the hallway with Tucker by my side.
She hadn't shown up for lunch yet, of course Tucker and I had left early...
"You're taking this way to seriously." Tucker told me and he stopped running. I stopped a little ways in front of him and turned around.
"Sam could be anywhere. What if she ran into Paulina, or…or Dash…"I stuttered as I began to hyperventilate.
"Isn't that Sam?"Tucker asked me as he pointed somewhere. I looked in the direction that he was pointing.
I watched Sam pull Kensie out of the cafeteria and it looked like they were headed to the library.
"Why is Sam with Kensie?" I asked.
"Why is Sam going to the library?" Tucker asked me at the same time. We laughed and thenfollowed silently behind Sam.
Sam's POV
I dragged Kensie into the library and we both sat down at a table.
"What was that all about?" She asked me harshly.
"Das…Dash and…Paul…Paulina." I answered her out of breath. I saw her lighten up.
"Yeah that's a reason to run, especially if Paulina is trying to explain to Dash why his brain is so slow. Hopefully Paulina's brain will be so slow that Dash will understand it, but if that happens then I think that Dash will only understand half of what she was explaining." Kensie agreed with me and I laughed. Even though it was long, I could still understand her crude humor in the joke.
Maybe we would get along.
I stopped laughing.
I felt like we were being watched.
Danny and Tucker walked up behind Kensie and then motioned for me not to say anything. I rolled my eyes.
"Wha…" Kensie didn't have time to ask me, for the boys' loud "BOO!" sent her flying up to the ceiling and screaming like a little girl.
I watched Danny and Tucker laugh, but they were interrupted, for Kensie had taken a book off of a nearby shelf and was beating the boys' on the head with it.
I laughed at the sight before me, but inside I was worried. Inside I was worried about Kensie hanging out with my friends.
Why was I like that?
Oh right, I like one of them.
Shut up, no you don't.
Says you
I pried the book out of Kensie's hands, and then put it nicely back on the shelf.
The bell rang that ended lunch.
I pushed Danny and Tucker out of the library.
"I'll talk to you on IM tonight, right?" Kensie asked me.
"Yep, talk to you tonight." I told her. I faked a smile as I ushered Danny and Tucker to our next class period.
Does Sam really like Kensie?
Here's your chapter preview. :)
This takes place two weeks later.
Chapter Seven: Practice makes Permanent
I had all of my lines memorized so I would be alright.
The letter from my uncle was...disturbing.
Would Danny still get the lead part?
I hoped so, but lately I felt like he was keeping something from me.
I knew that everybody knew that my uncle was a famous director/actor, but what I didn't know was how they had found out.
I yawned and rolled over.
Maybe I was being paranoid.
I trusted Danny. He would never lie or keep something from me...right?
Yes...Mwahahaha.
I hope that you liked this chapter, if you didn't that's fine, I respect your opinion.
Byeness peoples...
