Chapter two already.

Wow, I must really like writing this fanfic. I usually abandon, even if I put them on here or not, any fanfictions by this or the next chapter.

I'm not sure when I'm going to write a sex scene, masturbation or not. So far this story is go with the flow.

One more thing, unless I say otherwise just assume it is all in Sam's point of view.

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Chapter Two: Asked Out and Other Things

"Danny!" Tucker shouted randomly. Tucker scared the hell out of me.

"Yes, Tucker?" Danny yawned as he spoke. There were light bruises under his eyes. What was he doing all night long?

"Can you go ghost and try to convince Paulina to at least go on one date with me?" Tucker asked. I'm not surprised that he asked that. At all.

"Just one question for you, did you think about this on the spot or thinking about it for a while?" Danny asked.

"On the spot."

"No."

"Okay, for a while."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because Tucker, I'm tired and it hit me that Paulina is dense and shallow."

"About damn time!" I half yelled. Danny tiredly laughed with a weary smile. "By the way, why were you up all night?"

The warning bell rung. "I'll tell you later." Then we went our separate ways.

Almost all of our classes we were not together, in the morning, Tucker and I had a gym class together, in the afternoons, Tucker and Danny had a class together. Danny and I haven't had a class together since freshman year of high school two years ago.

Classes were hard to focus on, always were, because they were boring as hell. During history class, the period before lunch, the teacher was talking about King Henry the Eighth and how many wives he had; which instantly set my mind to last night and what I had done. My body responded and I was getting wet.

Crap.

I started to actually listen to the teacher, who had moved one from king Henry the Eighth, and taking really good notes. It helped. A lot. By the end of class, I was no longer wet.

Lunchtime.

Even more crap.

I quickly found my two friends, who were laughing it up, and sat down at their chosen table. "Hey. So I have news for you two that I didn't time to say before."

"What is it?" Tucker asked, sounding impatient.

"Well, my mother is pregnant." I said glaring at Tucker.

"Congratulations for your mother." Danny sound tired and happy.

"My thoughts exactly. I'm excited to be a sister."

"Why? So you can teach it your gothic and vegetarian ways." Tucker asked sounding sarcastic, but I knew his speech patterns, he wasn't being sarcastic.

"The baby is not an 'it'! The baby is a human being like you and I!" I said very harshly. Then I picked up my lunch and walked away.

Stupid Tucker! Why are we even friends? He barely knows me anymore! It's like my values and morals have no meaning to him! I listen to him and I know exactly what his values and morals lie. He's way too vocal about it all. I'm vocal about being an ultra recyclo vegetarian, but that is about it, I believe. Wait, there's also my expression that people should be unique. Be themselves. Don't be another clone. But that hasn't come up of recently. I correct people when they talk about my "goth" outlook on life. Stupid Tucker!

I reached my locker and sat down in front of it and began eating. Everyone eats either outside or in the cafeteria. I wanted to be alone.

When I finished my sandwich, I heard my name being called. It was Danny's voice. My heart longed to be with him, but I was not ready to face him, especially if Tucker was with him. I sighed and went to my next class. The door was locked, so I waited outside and finished my lunch.

Does Danny know me? Does Danny know what I hold dearly? Does he know my morals . . . my values? Does he know me like I know him and Tucker?

I sighed as I brushed some of my hair behind my ear. A random thought popped into my mind, I should grow my hair out. It seemed like a good idea.

"Are you going to be okay?" Danny's voice came out of nowhere. Danny became visible and turned back into his human self. He, then, sat down next to me. Silence. After a good five minutes, Danny spoke, "Tucker can be an ass."

I chuckled at his comment.

"May I ask you for a favor?"

"Sure. What is it?"

"Can I kiss you?"

I looked at Danny with utter shock. I have to say no. it's going to be the crack to the damn and then everything's going to break and come flooding. I can't do it. I can't do. I shouldn't do it. It'll just be painful in the end. Everything's going to be ruined. "Sure." No! I could I let that slip!

Danny looked so nervous as he leaned in closer to my face. I flushed a little as I did the same. Our lips barely touching as he whispered "are you sure?"

"Yes." I whispered back; not meaning to whisper/

Danny surprised me when he closed the little space between us with a very passionate kiss. What was surprising to me is that I kissed back with that same passion. The warning bell rung all too soon and he pulled back.

"Thank you." He said, flushing. He stood up and left to go to his class.

I sat there for a moment, not believing Danny willing kissed me and it wasn't an accident. He asked me. I touched my lips. His warmth lingered on my lips. My next period teacher came and unlocked the door, while he did so, I stood up. When he got the door open, I absentmindedly walked to my desk and sat down. I couldn't believe that Danny kissed me. Why would he do so?

The bell rung, bring me back to reality. I looked up at the teacher, who started talking about cell functions. I took notes as she spoke. It was easy for me to focus on this than on Danny and his kiss. Both kisses.

Stop it Manson!

I blushed hard.

I felt like someone could roast a marshmallow with my face.

"Sam Manson, please answer my question." The teacher spoke.

"The double helix." I answered.

"That is correct." Then she went back to teaching. She only asked a question to see if I was paying attention. She does that. A lot.

Biology was probably my favorite class. It was all fascinating.

All too soon, the bell rung again, and the teacher only gave us a note taking assignment from our crappy biology text books.

I backed up and headed off to my next class, however Danny had other ideas. He was waiting for me outside of this class; which was weird because his class was on the first floor and we were on the third floor.

"Hi. Um. I thought I could uh . . . walk you to, uh, your next class." He blushed as he tried to form a complete sentence.

Oh no! The dam was cracking even more!

"I thought it'll be a, um, good idea."

Stop it Danny! It's going to hurt in the end!

"Up for it?"

No! Please stop Danny!

"Sure, why not." I spoke without thinking again.

Why would I say that when I know the outcome?

We walked in silence as we headed towards my next class. We reached there all too soon.

"I guess I'll see you after school then."

"Yeah. See you's."

Danny gave ne this really weird look, like he wanted to kiss me. It was a moment that I wanted to happen. Kiss me again Danny. Please kiss me. Danny, with the same expression, leaned in closer to me. Do it Danny! He was about to and then the bell rung. Damn bell!

"I gotta go." Danny said, looking like someone told him that they had kicked a puppy. He waved and I waved back. Then he disappeared.

I entered the classroom and sat down at my assigned desk. Class begun and I took notes. This process repeated for the next class and the following class, which thankfully was the last class of the day. When I exited the school building Danny and Tucker looked like they were in a very heated argument.

Then Tucker shouted out "fuck you," towards Danny and Tucker walked away.

I waited a moment and went up to Danny. "Are you going to be okay?"

"I'm not sure."

"What was that all about?"

"Tucker is pissed because I defended you."

"I'm flattered but Tucker will cool down and everything will go back to normal."

"I sure hope so. Can I walk you home?"

"Sure." I'll give him this.

We begun to walk home, in silence, and it felt really awkward. To me, anyway, it felt awkward. We reached my house and we stopped at the edge of the stairs.

"So? Um? I have another stupid question to ask you."

I looked at Danny with wide eyes. If he considered the last question "stupid", then I wonder what he's going to ask now. Hope and fear shot through me like blood being pumped throughout a body. There was a war going on in my heart and in my mind.

"Sure. What is it?" I asked a second after Danny made his little declaration.

"Ummm," Danny stopped looking at my eyes and started staring the potted plant that was to the right of me. His face was so red that a strawberry would be jealous. I felt the same way as well. "I was kinda hoping that you'd go out with me, you and me, on a date. A romantic date. Will you go out with me?" he was talking rapidly, but I understood. Then he looked at me in the eyes; still looking nervous.

This is going to be a huge mistake. "Yes. I'll go out with you." I answered with a soft smile. As soon as I finished speaking, Danny pulled me into a very passionate kiss. His arms encased my body while my arms were around his neck. We broke the kiss for air. We both smiled like fools.

We left go of each other and parted ways, before I went inside I watched Danny walk back in the same direction we just came from. Then he stopped and looked back. We caught each other's eyes and both smiled like fools again and then truly parted ways. I closed the door behind me and slid down to the floor, with a dreamy like smile on my face.

"Samantha, why did you and that Fenton kid kissing?" My father asked with a stern tone of voice.

"He finally asked me out." I answered. Then I frowned and my eyes widen. "I don't know what to wear! What should I wear? How am I suppose to do my make up? How am I suppose to wear my hair? I need to ask mom about all this! Dad where's mom?"

"She is in the library." He said with a surprisingly caring tone of voice.

I stood up and raced the back of our house, where the library is located. I easily found where my mother was. "Hey," I said nervously.

She put her book down and looked at me. "Hello, Samantha."

"Mom, I was asked out on a date and I said yes. I was wondering, what do I wear and how do I do my hair and make up?"

My mother beamed at me. "My little Samantha got asked out! Shopping day!" My mother said too cheerfully.

"Mom, I will only do a shopping day with you if you promise to put both of our tastes mixed into what we get. I would love to spend the day with you."

"Fair enough. And I am happy that you would love to spend a day with your old lady of a mother."

"You are not old, mom." I said with a half smile.

"Thank you, Samantha dear."

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I'll try to make it longer for next chapter, which by the way, is filler and has, so far, nothing to do with the plot. So you can skip it, if you guys like. Also, it's kinda fucked up. To me, it's completely normal, but to a normal person I recommend you people to run far, far away.

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