Disclaimer I do not own Danny Phantom. I am just a dedicated fan.
DarkDragonQueen: Here I am again with a new story. I know, I know, you're asking me hey aren't you working on the Black Phoenix? Well I am and I'm way ahead so you'll still get your update. This is different from my other stories. It's more of a drama/angst story, which is something I've never done before... well I have but I didn't like it and took it off. Anyway, it's a very high Rated T on the brink of M, but not violent enough for that. It contains mentions of rape and graphic birth at the end.
Okay, this is important. Do not expect an update for the next month or so. Why? Well we're moving into a new house and although I'm sure the cable and internet will be on knowing my mother I won't have the time to sit down and update let alone type. That's also why this is so late. My mother is frantic. So just expect another update no sooner than July 20th. Good now on with the rest of this.
Yeah, you read this next part from me all the time. Grammar is not my best subject. I can apply it well to writing but I'm not perfect people. If you see a few mistakes here and there dismiss them. Luckily my spelling and use of words makes up for that.
Without further ado I give you the second chapter of Trial, Transition, Growth: Book I.
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School
By
DarkDragonQueen
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Sam heard her alarm clock on Monday morning and she just about broke it as she banged on it. Was it morning already? The previous day she had hung around the house still unpacking her stuff and putting things where they should be. Jazz had come in a few times and it seemed that Danny didn't mind her for he had come in to help with some of her things. Her room was all organized the way she wanted it now.
She rose out of bed like she always did, but immediately regretted it as a feeling of nausea came over her. She ran into the bathroom across the hall and threw up the contents of her previous meal.
"I hate morning sickness." she declared and decided that since she was in the bathroom she could wash her face, brush her teeth, and shower and straighten her bed later.
She went back to her new room when she was done and sat on the bed after she closed the door. She felt horrible. She had talked with Aly online the previous day and complained about her sickness that had come. Aly had then got right off and said she had the perfect solution before signing off. Sam had no clue what the girl was talking about and just logged off and went to bed.
She slowly got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. She sat down at the table and let her head fall on the table ignoring the looks she was getting from Danny and Jazz. She still was self- conscious around them, but she was a little less uncomfortable than when she first arrived.
"Morning Sam," Jazz greeted along with Danny who more so muttered his greeting. He looked tired. "You feeling okay?" Jazz asked concerned.
"Horrible," Sam replied dryly. "I feel sick."
"All part of pregnancy." Jazz shrugged and went back to making breakfast.
"Your god- sister sent this." Danny said sliding a small package over to Sam.
Sam opened it and saw tea bags wrapped in a clear plastic bag with a small black ribbon. There was a note attacheed to it.
Hey Sam,
After you told me about your sickness I got in touch with my grandmother and she gave me some of her special dried ginger in tea bags. She said that it would help the nausea go away. It might not go away completely but it will lighten the sickness greatly, that's according to my grandmother. She said she took it everyday during her first trimester and never once got a case of nausea. She might be over exaggerating it a bit but hey, it won't hurt to try and it's all natural too. Gotta go before your parents catch me.
Sending my love to
You and Jr.
Aly
Sam looked at the tea bags and got up to put some water o to boil. Just as she finished that someone walked into the kitchen.
"Hey Jazz, Hey Danny," An African- American boy with a red hat on said taking a seat at the table and then noticing Sam.
"Who's she?" he asked.
"Remember the girl I told you that was coming to live with us Tucker?" Danny asked
Tucker blinked. "Oh, well then I'm Tucker Foley, TF as in Too Fine."
Sam looked up with a bit of a cold glare. "I'm Sam Manson and I really hope you're not attempting to flirt with me because I might regret what I end up doing."
Tucker looked surprised and turned from Sam. "Okay, whoa, must be mood swings."
"Tucker!" Jazz scolded slapping him upside the head before Sam could get the chance to possibly knock him into the next century..
"What?" Tucker asked clueless.
"Remember what I told you about her Tucker?" Danny asked.
"What?" Tucker asked still confused.
Sam groaned. "I'm pregnant and if you don't know what that means Danny will be all too happy to give you the birds and the bees talk."
Tucker looked disgusted. "Bad mental image there." he shook his head.
"Okay hurry up and eat you three or I won't give you a ride and you'll be late." Jazz declared as she sat plates in front of them which had sausage and eggs on it except for Sam's which had eggs and some oatmeal on it.
Sam however pushed the plate back and got up to fix her tea. She sat back down and Jazz looked at her concerned.
"You sure you don't want to eat Sam?" she asked
"I can't hold anything down." Sam replied. She had gotten comfortable around Jazz. She was like the older sister she never had, although Aly was older than her but only by a few months.
She took a sip of her tea. It had a bitter taste to it, but if Aly said it would help she would drink it. This was her first day in a new school and she definitely didn't want her first impression to be throwing up on someone.
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Sam sat in her first class of the day with a teacher named Mr. Lancer. She had this class with Danny who was falling asleep next to her and Tucker who was in front of her obviously bored as the teacher droned on.
Danny's head slid onto his desk. Luckily Mr. Lancer's back was turned. She looked at him. Why could he have been so tired. She was sure he had gone to bed much earlier than she had and yet he was tired. She fund that to be a bit odd.
Sam look cautiously up to Mr. Lancer who still had his back turned and tapped Danny on the shoulder. He lifted his head up in alert and then looked next to him and saw Sam had awakened him.
'You okay?' Sam mouthed from the corner of her mouth.
Danny nodded and Sam turned away. In truth he really wasn't. He was dead tired. He had stayed up two nights in a row fighting ghost and had barely gotten two hours of sleep if any at all. Sam of course had looked much worse this morning, but she had overcome it and was acting like any normal student.
Sam spent the rest of the day catching on projects that had been assigned to the class the previous week and was due at the end of the week and was all too happy when lunch came. She sat down at a table with Danny and Tucker and unpacked her salad and Tucker looked at her weirdly.
"That's all you have, no meat?" he asked
"I'm an ultra- recyclo vegetarian." Sam replied
Tucker blinked. "In English that is..."
"She doesn't eat anything with a face." Danny replied looking amused at something and Sam couldn't figure out why.
"No meat!" Tucker said shocked. "How do you live?"
"Actually, it's easy really, especially with all the meat substitutes out there. Besides, it's not like you can live without eating vegetables, but you can without meat." Sam stated.
Tucker smiled like he had made a great accomplishment. "I live without vegetables. All I eat is meat and I've survived the past fifteen years with just it."
Sam suddenly looked like she was about to throw up, and Danny wouldn't be surprised with how sensitive sick she got if when she just smelled certain foods. Breakfast foods were one of them and he guessed meat was the next one because the moment she realized there was a whole bunch of meat on Tucker's tray she got up and ran almost ran out of the cafeteria.
"Tucker!" Danny said.
"What?"
"Could you at least try to lower your meat portions and add some vegetables or Sam's going to be sick every time she sits down to eat lunch with us?" Danny more so demanded than explained.
Tucker muttered something under his breath and then looked up at Danny. "So, have you fought any ghost lately?"
"Thankfully no, but I think Sam's too preoccupied with her own issues to notice any strange behavior of mine." Danny replied.
"Issues?" Tucker question. "She's just pregnant, what the big deal with that?"
"Tucker," Danny gave his friend a pointed look. "She's fifteen, pregnant, and in a few months will be huge. You don't call that issues?"
"Point made." Tucker admitted
"Besides, I think she's dealing with something more than just that." Danny added as an after thought.
"When did you become so observant?"
"Well, when you fight ghost with plans to take over the living world it's hard to fight them without noticing details." Danny said dryly and then the moment he said that a blue mist came out of his mouth. "Perfect."
Meanwhile in the bathroom Sam rinsed her mouth out. This morning... all day sickness was a killer. While she wasn't so nauseous thanks to the tea Aly had sent her, she was very sensitive to the smells of certain foods. She guessed she could add meat to one of them. She wiped her mouth with a paper towel and opened the door to head out the bathroom, but bumped into someone.
"Oh sorry," Sam said politely
"Watch where you're going Goth loser." said the Latina accent.
Sam glared at the girl with long black hair and flawless radiant skin. A prep. How perfect? She hated preps except her god- sister who didn't act like most preps. She rolled her eyes.
"Right back at you prep." Sam responded.
"What did you just say?" the girl asked making Sam stop and turn back around to face the girl.
You deaf too?" Sam asked.
"Hmp," the girl put her nose up in the air. "Do you know who I am?"
"No and I really don't care." Sam replied.
"Well then let me fill you in. I'm Paulina Sanchez and no one talks to me any kind of way."
"Really, I just did." Sam replied disliking this girl more by the second.
"Why you Goth loser," Paulina fumed at Sam's attitude. "You'll regret the day you dissed me you worthless scum."
"You too Paulina." Sam sighed walking back toward the cafeteria and then...
"I AM THE BOX GHOST! FEAR ME AS FACE MY CARDBOARD BOXES OF DOOM!" a chubby man in overalls exclaimed while floating in the air.
Sam looked at him. "Are you a ghost?"
"I AM THE BOX GHOST!"
"That answers it." Sam looked at the ghost. She had never had an encounter with a ghost before or even seen one for that matter, but this one didn't look too dangerous. "Could you get out of my way Unlike you ghost I need to eat." Sam put emphasis on need for she was sure that even though a ghost didn't need to eat they could if they wanted.
"Oh you again," said a voice dryly from behind Sam and she turned around to see a white haired teen ghost with white hair, a black jumpsuit with a P in a D on the chest part, white boots, white gloves, and glowing green eyes.
"Your cylindrical container cannot hold me Danny Phantom, for I am THE BOX GHOST."
Danny Phantom, Sam assumed, looked bored.
"Can you shut your trap so I can beat you up and put you in the thermos now?" Danny sighed annoyed that he had been interrupted from lunch to deal with the box ghost.
"FEAR ME!" the Box Ghost exclaimed before going intangible and disappearing through the ceiling.
Sam just stared at the ghost still in from of her and he finally seemed to notice she was there.
"Oh um, you should get out of here." Danny warned. "Just in case I have to bring this fight back down here." he went through the ceiling leaving a slightly surprised Sam.
Had she just met the infamous Danny Phantom? Then Sam smiled and admitted something she would never admit out loud if anyone else was around.
"For a ghost, he's cute." Sam smiled as she went back to the cafeteria.
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There we go. Next chapter is her first appointment and another encounter with our favorite halfa. R&R.