"So… Danny really couldn't make it?" Sam asked raising an eyebrow at Tucker as they walked down the road to the movie theatre.
"Nope." Tucker smiled jumping for joy inside.
"That's… strange." Sam said slowly but decided to let it go.
"Two for monsters of the damnned please." Tucker smiled as he pushed money towards the ticket vendor.
"I've got my own money." Sam frowned as she managed to find her wallet and pulled it out.
"Nah, forget it." Tucker shrugged walking inside with their tickets, Sam frowned and followed him, she didn't like where this was going.
"Popcorn?" Tucker asked her with a smile.
"Uh sure, look, I'll get-" Sam began but Tucker had already ran and gotten the popcorn and miraculous speed and returned.
"-never mind then." Sam finished with a sigh. She shook her head, surely she was just overreacting, but it was true that this outing between friends had gotten very date-like very fast. As the two of them sat in the darkened cinema Sam tried to keep her eyes and mind on the cheesy horror film, she briefly wondered whether vampires counted more as monsters or as demons. Deciding to get Tucker's opinion on this she turned to her right to see him attempting to perform the age old "yawn to get his arm around you" trick, she narrowed her eyes and shuffled forward in her seat foiling his attempt. Give an inch and they take a mile, she reminded herself. Suddenly Sam felt Tucker's hand reaching forward for her back anyway, her eyes widened as she felt his hand slide lower, she turned around and slapped the hand away before getting up and storming out. Tucker jumped up, spilling popcorn everywhere and ran after her.
"Sam!" He shouted after her, "What's wrong?" he asked panting as he caught up with her and grabbed her elbow to slow her down.
"What's wrong? You were trying to grab my ass!" She snapped shaking his hand off her arm.
"I…" Tucker trailed off, he really didn't have an excuse.
"Listen Tucker, read my lips. You and Danny are both my friends, by best friends, but friends is all." Sam glowered at him, Tucker flinched at this.
"But you liked Danny before and he was meant to be just your friend." Tucker pointed out irritated.
"I was fourteen! And nothing happened, I got over it!" Sam snapped exasperated.
"But-" Tucker tried again hopefully.
"No." Sam said shaking her head and walking back off to campus leaving Tucker standing in the dark night lit only by the harsh neon glow of the movie theatre lights.
Sam stomped across campus making as much noise with her boots as she could to drown out the bad feelings in her head.
"Knock it off. Oh, it's you." Dash said surprised, Sam glowered at him.
"Bite me." She snapped at him irritated.
"Friendly." Dash smirked at her infuriatingly.
"What are you doing out here in the dark anyway, shouldn't you be surrounded by dumb jock buddies?" Sam asked wandering over to Dash in the hope of getting some fun out of making him look stupid.
"No way, I'm trying to SKIP class not go to it." Dash muttered rolling his eyes.
"Wouldn't they make you want to skip?" Sam asked puzzled.
"No… they remind me about what I was like before I started going to her class." Dash sighed leaning his head back and staring at the night sky.
"Her?" Sam asked intrigued.
"Jazz Fenton, she teaches the psychology class I take." He sighed shuffling up on the bench to give Sam room to sit.
"I would never have had you down for a psychology person." Sam smirked at him.
"Argh! It was the only thing that fit okay?!" Dash snapped annoyed.
"Sorry, it just seems like you don't want to be skipping it is all." Sam commented as she sat down.
"I know, I just proved Jazz wrong so I don't have to go anymore, I was only proving a point." Dash said firmly.
"What point was that?" Sam asked curiously.
"That people on football scholarships aren't always dumb. I showed her, I aced all the assignments she gave me, and now I've proved her wrong I shouldn't go to her class or bother anymore." Dash informed her.
"That's stupid." Sam replied flatly.
"It is not! And neither am I! I mean, I am.. I think…" Dash trailed off confused.
"My work here is done." Sam laughed before getting up and walking back to her dorm. Dash sat on his own on the bench for a while.
"I will not go to class." He told himself firmly.