Chapter Seven! Whoot!
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Just so y'all know, Jazz did not sustain any serious injuries, she did not get a concussion or broken bones. Just bruises and cuts.
This Danny and Sam's first date so I hope y'all enjoy this chapter!
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Chapter Seven. Roses and Other Things
"Danny," I whispered. I could feel my body heating up; my desires were bubbling over.
"Samantha." He whispered in my ear from behind, one of his fingers ran up spine. I shivered at his voice and by this small but huge turn on movement. I could feel him unclasping my bra claps with one hand, while his other hand stroked my spinal column down, with the back of his hand, with the back of his hand, until he reach the rim of my panties. With his palm on my back now, he reached into them, rubbing my ass, and then he stuck one of his fingers into my vagina. "You are so wet." He whispered in my ear, his voice seductive sounding. He started playing with my breast, realizing that he completely removed my bra. He nibbled on my ear lope as he started playing with my clit, while the other hand was still playing with my breast. He kept rubbing it with a gentle forcefulness that I was absolutely loving and my body was reacting to Danny's touch. Quickly, I had cummed all over Danny's hand. He pulled his hand out of my panties, he ripped them off, bent me over, and started fucking me hard. He was fast and deep. I held onto my ankles to balance myself. Again, I quickly climax and I cum everywhere. I felt Danny hitting his climax, and I felt him cum inside of me. "That was awesome, Sam."
I woke up with a started. My breathing was heavy and my heart was pounding hard and fast in my chest. I was hot and moist everywhere. Then I realized that my legs felt wet. I throw the sheets aside and my legs were wet with cum. I had orgasmed in my sleep. However something looked odd in the dark. I reached, over and turned on the lamp. When I looked back over, my cum was also mixed with blood.
Fuck my life.
I started my fucking period.
With a groan, I got up and went into the bathroom. I turned on the shower, while it was heating up, I went in search of new underwear and pajama's. When I scavenged some, I went back into the bathroom; I hopped into the shower, and did my shower ritual.
I couldn't believe that I cummed in my sleep. It never happened to be before. I had woken up wet before, many times in fact, but never orgasming in my sleep. It was an odd experience. I wanted Danny, in many ways, sexual being one of them. I wasn't sure how I felt about the dream. How will be around Danny today, especially after now? Oh shit! Today's our date! Maybe I can squeeze in a nap after school before our date, if I need one that is. Or maybe skip lunch and sleep then, if I need one.
When I was through with the shower, I dried myself and got dressed in the clean clothes, putting a pad on my panties. I walked out of the bathroom while I stretched my arms above my head and then yawned. I looked at my alarm clock; I had twenty minutes left before it would have went off. What should I do now? Reset my alarm and try to catch some for z's? If I did, dad would come in here and wake me up.
I physically and mentally cringed when I remember what he had said when mom and I got back from our awesome Saturday together.
"You two were very wasteful. Samantha, you have plenty of clothes in your room that you could have easily used." He said as he barely looked at what we bought, which was about four, barely full, bags each. I rolled my eyes as he went back to looking at his day old newspaper.
"Only half of this is Samantha's!" My mother spoke above her normal volume, which was yelling in her eyes. "We had a good time. We bonded."
"You two were wasteful." He said, completely ignoring his wife. He thought it was wasteful; says the person who needed to have a bowling alley in basement and, also, needed to have a home theater, and, also needs to redo the kitchen every six months. We got a few extra clothes; they are not going to waste! Between him and Tucker I don't know who is worse! But they must have their reasons for their current attitude. I don't know what the hell is going on with the two of them.
"You are being an ass." Both my dad and I looked my mom with utter disbelief. My mom never swears.
"Sweety."
"Don't you 'Sweety' me! This little time we have with our daughter is the time we need to spend with our daughter. Before long she is off to college and she'll get her dream job and live out her life how she wants to. If we ignore her, or treat her like an imbecile, we may lose her forever. Getting these clothes are not wasteful, we can always donate what we no longer wear, like we have been."
She took all of the bags that we brought and left. I stared at my dad who stared at me in utter disbelief. I felt what was on his face; I left the room I quickly caught up to my mom. "That was amazing." I said.
"My hormones have been so wacky because of the pregnancy."
"Yes, blame it on the hormones. Mom that was still awesome, hormones or not."
"Yeah, you are right. I don't understand why he's acting like this at all."
"Neither do I."
After that I saw my mom in a whole new light; it had given me newfound respect for her. I've always respected her, as my mother, but nothing more; just an average housewife. After that, I respected her as someone who was strong and independent. I caught myself smiling at the memory of how badass my mother was, and quickly tried to correct myself but I couldn't stop smiling.
I decided on just getting ready for school now; so I took off my pajamas and put on my usual school outfit and hairstyle. Mom said that I had to take shower after school for my date and that my curfew was eleven. Cool on her part because my normal curfew is ten on school nights. I proceeded to do my make up how I normally did it. I was slightly nervous of what my mom was going to do to my face. I hope she doesn't make me look like Edward Cullen ejaculated onto my face with glitter. I would rather be in the gaudiest girly dress than have my face looking like that.
I started heading downstairs as silently as I could; I wanted to make some tea as a pick me up instead of using coffee as my pick me up. I didn't really need it, but I just wanted something to do besides sit in my room and stare at the walls. Or ceiling.
When I got to the kitchen, I started making the tea, which consistent of actually boiling water in a little tea pot. It was a small, but cute, green pot. Grandma gave it to me for Christmas. I have an awesome Grandma. I love her. Again, I caught myself smiling. I forced myself to keep frowning, but it was difficult.
I sat down at the breakfast table and sipped at my tea. What does Danny have planned for tonight? I hope Danny likes what I will be wearing tonight. I hope tonight goes well. Where is Danny going to take me? I wonder how Jazz is doing. I haven't spoken to her in a while. Maybe we can start a pen pal thing. It'll be convenient for her if we did do that. We did start off rocky but she did become a good female friend. I should ask Danny for her address. I wonder what he'll think of that. I wonder how Danny and Tucker are doing. Did they patch things up? Are they getting worse? What is up with Tucker? Why is Tucker acting so weird? Is something wrong? Is he acting different at home? Did his parents actually put him on medication like they always threatened?
"You are up early." Came my father's voice, breaking through my train of thoughts.
"I had a weird dream and then I realized I started my period while I was asleep. So I hopped in the shower to clean up."
"Okay, I get the picture." I think all men hate when women speak of when their Aunt Flow comes to town once a month. I wonder if I can talk about Riding the Cotton Pony to Danny. "Do you want something to eat?"
"What are you going to have?"
"Eggs and bacon."
"Never mind then."
"What? They are good for you."
"They are animals. They should not be eaten."
He rolled his eyes. "Your loss."
My gain, actually. I wasn't going to be putting unhealthy animal fat into my body. I got up, with my now empty tea cup in tow, and went over to the counter and made myself breakfast; which was just a gluten free, vegetarian approved, cereal and I poured myself another cup of tea. I went over to the table, and sat across from my dad, since he took the seat that I was sitting at; he had just put his mug for his coffee and his silverware at the seat. It was now 'his'. I ate while I heard my dad cook his food. I quickly finished the cereal and tea, putting the dishes in the sink. In silence, I made my lunch, and then going back into my room; putting my lunch in my backpack.
I so much time on my hands right now, I didn't know what to do with myself; this was an odd sensation. What should I do? I get all of my homework done the night before, I ate, I showered, and I'm dressed, what now? Watch mindless TV? Or I could watch the news. Then I remembered that I don't trust TV news.
"Uhm?" I mumbled as I looked around my room.
And then my uterus attacked me and I crippled over from the pain. I fucking hate periods. I don't really hate periods, I don't mind them; but I hate the cramps. When the crippling pain subsided a little, I got up and went into the bathroom; I went through one of the drawers in my bathroom and found the Midol box. I popped out two and swallowed them as I turned on the sink. I sipped some water from the faucet and turned it off. I hope that the Midol kicks in soon. I knew that it wouldn't, but I had hoped it to be.
I sighed. My alarm clock went off. "Oh joy." I went back into my room and turned it off. I flopped onto my bed; burying my face into a pillow. The cramps remained, they just varied in intensity. Why did I have to start my period today?
"Sam, dear?" My mother's voice shocked me so much that I fell out of bed.
"Yes, mom?" I asked back as I climbed back onto my bed.
She stepped into my room fully. "I was wondering, how are you feeling about going on that date with Daniel?"
"Right now, I'm irked about it."
"Why are you irked?"
"Because I started my period a little while ago."
"Oh dear!" She looked worried. "I hope you are still up for wearing that dress."
"I hope so too. It's a nice dress. But I did take some Midol just now. So it might help."
"It helps me."
We both chuckled.
"Besides your period starting, how are you feeling?"
"I'm excited and nervous."
She smiled at me; it was a very motherly smile. "How I felt when your father took me out on our first date."
"What did he do and where did he take you?"
"He took me on a very romantic picnic." I looked at my mother with fascination. "He took me to Lake Eerie, and we were on a cliff, during the sunset; the meal was simple but delicious. We watched the sunset together and talked."
I didn't know what to say to that, so I just stared at my mother.
"I was so nervous for the date that I had spent ten hours getting ready for the date."
"Is that why you are so eager to help me with this date?"
"Yes, because I have been there. Before I forget, try to get as much of your homework done before the date."
"That was my plan to begin with."
"Good." My mother smiled at me, there was a hint of pride in her eyes.
I looked at my alarm clock. I had another half an hour before I had to leave for school. "Mom, I want you to ask you something kind of personal."
She looked a little confused. "What is Sam?"
"I'm not planning on having sex tonight, I've been thinking about this for a while, but does it hurt?"
"What hurts?"
"Having sex." I looked at my mom. She looked a bit horrified that I asked. "I'm not going to have it tonight or anytime soon. If Danny doesn't respect that, then we are through." My mom became relaxed as soon as I said that.
"It is going to hurt the first time that you do have sex; even the second time, possibly the third time too." I looked at my mother horrified. "Your vagina will expand and become use to having sex, no more pain once our vagina is use to it."
There was a moment of silence between us. She was finished and I was collecting my thoughts.
"I was not expecting that."
"Expecting what?"
"An honest answer like that."
"Why were you not?"
"Because whenever I bring up anything sex related you and dad are all hush hush about it and say 'don't have sex until you are married'."
"That was your father's idea, being hush hush about it."
"I can tell." I looked at my alarm clock again. It was time for me to go. I got out of bed and grabbed my backpack. "I would love to stay and chat but school is a callin'."
My mother laughed. "Of course." We walked out of my room together, but we parted ways after that. I assumed she went to the bathroom while I went to the front door.
That was were I had an amazing surprise. Danny was there. I had the urge to run up to him and hug him like a girly girlfriend, but all I did was smile. "Hey. This is a surprise." I said.
"I wanted to surprise you with this."
"Huh?"
He held out his hand which had a black rose. "I, um, know red roses are romantic, but I thought you wouldn't go for red, so, um, I got a black one instead." His face was flustered as his blush was growing more red.
I flushed along with him. "Thank you. It was very sweet of you." I said truthfully. I took the black rose from his and smelled it. The rose was real.
"You're welcome. So, um, let's walk to school now. Or else we are going to be late."
"That is very true." We took off towards the school. "How are things between you and Tucker?" I asked.
"I think things have somehow gotten worse."
This shocked me to no end. "How?"
"I'm not sure. I was talking to Tucker and all of a sudden he flips out on me and calls me a back stabbing rapist."
I stared at Danny in utter shock. What the fuck was going on with Tucker. "What the fuck? What were you guys talking about?"
"We talked about his behavior with you, we sorted that out, and then we talked about Pokémon. During that conversation was when he flipped out."
"I'm worried about him."
"I tried many times to make contact with Tucker, even trying to Skype him, but he sent me a text and it said that I was a jackass and that he no longer wants to speak to me."
"Really?"
"Yes." He took out his phone and went through it. He handed it to me. I looked at it, it read it was from Tucker. Dearest Danny, you are a total jackass with whom I know longer want to be on any speaking terms.
"That is fucked up." I said as I handed his phone back to Danny.
"I don't know what is going on with him. I am so worried for him."
I didn't get it. Tucker, personality wise, was being the complete opposite of himself. We were all close but now, he's being a douchebag towards us. Was this he was jealous that we were 'dating'? If that was the case, then why didn't he act spiteful before?
"What are you thinking about?" Danny asked.
"Tucker and why he could be acting like this."
"I spent all weekend thinking about that. It just gave me a headache."
I didn't know how to respond to that. I smelled my rose again. It smelled rosy. "I really love this rose." I felt Danny looking at me. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." We soon arrived at school and we had about ten minutes left to kill. "I have to go look something up for my history class. I'll see you soon. Okay?" He looked at me, he was asking if he could walk me to class.
"Okay." I smiled softly at him.
He smiled back and then walked away and disappeared into the school.
Just as I was about to go sit under my favorite tree, Tucker walked by. "Hey Tucker." I said as I grabbed his arm.
He yanked it away. "Stay away from me you stupid little whore." He lashed out venomously. What the fuck is going here!?
He stomped away. I stood there mortified.
I stood there until the bell rung and I went into the building towards my first class, which ticked by very, very slowly. When the bell finally rung, I nearly ran out of the room but I didn't do so. I walked out once the flood of people diluted. Waiting for me with a smile was Danny.
"Guess what Tucker said to me." I said, not really looking forward to how Danny might react.
"What?" He looked anxious.
"'Stay away from me you stupid little whore.'"
Danny stared at me. "Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"Damn." His hands clenched into fists and he looked down; his messy black hair hiding his face.
"C'mon, or else we'll both be late."
Danny half heartily smiled at me; I smiled back. We started walking but it was in silence. I knew why he didn't want to start a conversation, we were both thinking about Tucker. What was up with our best friend? We were at my next class next.
Danny looked at me with a look that reminded me of a puppy. "Sorry."
"For what?" I asked. I think I knew what he was apologizing for.
"For not having a conversation."
I knew it. "I understand. We both have a lot to worry about." Tucker.
"See you after class?" He asked.
"Yeah. See you." He walked away; I watched him until I could no longer see him. His body language suggested that he was sad. Tucker.
I went into my class, ignored everyone, and sat down in the front. Tucker was sitting in the back. The bell rung. I started doodling in my note book because the teacher was not here yet.
"Nice rose, Sam." It was Dash's voice.
I looked up, not sure what to expect. "Thank you."
"Who's funeral did you go to get that?" He asked, laughing. I heard several people chuckle behind me.
"Your mother's."
"What? My mom isn't dead."
I remained silent. Where was the teacher?
"Why so silent Sam?"
Ignore him.
"Nothing to say little goth girl?"
Just ignore him.
He took the rose.
"No!" I half shouted as I got up and tried to get the rose from him. He was too big. "It's mine."
"You have to reach for it."
I couldn't reach for it at all. "Dash, give it back." I said harshly. I acted tough but I wanted to cry on the inside. "Danny gave it to me."
"Ooooh! The nerds are finally getting together." He laughed and I heard his 'friends' laugh as well. "this is what I think of you two."
He threw the rose on the ground, away from me; Dash pushed me back into my seat, hard. Before I could even get up he was stomping on it and twisting his foot like you would to a bug. Almost the entire class was laughing, the only person who wasn't laughing was a fellow nerd but I couldn't remember his name. Tucker was laughing.
"Nice one Dash!" Tucker shouted while still laughing.
I tried not to cry. Danny gave me that rose. He specially got it for me. He wanted me to have it. I looked at Dash, tears free flowing down now. I went down the nearly destroyed rose and picked up all petals that are now fallen off. I went back to my desk. I took out a random book from my backpack and put each individual petal between two pages every twelve pages or so, even the broken stem.
Everyone was still laughing.
Tucker was talking to Dash about something; he was getting into the 'cool' crowd now.
"Calm down. Calm down. Whatever joke is so funny needs to be said after class now." The teacher finally arrived. I put the book back into my backpack. Class happened and I was numb. I didn't know what we discussed or if there was even homework. I didn't care. I couldn't believe that Tucker just stood back and let that happen. He laughed along. Why?
The bell rung and I slowly packed up my things. "Sam," the teacher said my name. "are you alright?"
I shrugged.
"I hope you get better. There is no homework."
"Thanks." I said as I left the classroom. I saw Danny and then he embraced me with a hug. The numbness had melted away. I held him back. This is what I needed. This was what I wanted. When we let go of each other, we held each other's hand and we walked in silence to my next class. People stared but I didn't care. People whispered but I didn't care.
When we reached my next class, Danny said "Tucker is becoming an ass."
"I agree."
"I'll meet you at lunch." He said his voice reassuring."
"See you there." I smiled at him. He smiled back and then took off for his class. Our classes were on the opposite ends of the school. He must go ghost and phase through the walls to his classes on time. I went into the classroom and sat down.
I really needed a hug and Danny was the right person to give it.
Whatever the fuck is going on with Tucker, I'm going to ignore. If he needs me, he knows where to find me.
The bell rung and the teacher walked through the door while it was still going off.
"So I have some interesting news. Today is the day that you all get to pick your classes for your senior year." Almost everyone cheered. I didn't look behind me, so I'm assuming that I was the only one who didn't cheer. "Here are your folders. In them contain the class request form, and an individualized list of classes that you still need to take before graduation and classes that you qualify for; remember youneed a teacher's signature to try to get into any class." The teacher spoke as she passed around the floors that had our name on them. "These are due by the end of the week. I recommend you think long and hard about what classes you are all going to take because choosing blow off classes may not get you into a college. You have a half an hour to look at your lists and to talk quietly amongst yourselves."
The class exploded in whispered conversations. I began looking through the sheets. Apparently, I took all the classes that I needed to graduate because there was nothing on the need to take list. Interesting. I looked at the classes that I qualified for, which was essentially everything Casper High School offered, even the Advance Placement classes. My heart started racing. I could get into the colleges that I wanted. There was still a small sliver of hope left. Then I remembered I had no good extracurricular activities or any volunteer work and it was too late to do any of those, well to do the good ones anyway. I looked at the Advance Placement classes again. Does Caser high offer all the Advance Placement classes, because the list is freakin' huge. I wanted two or three of those classes, but which ones? I could go for English, but I knew how that class worked, it's like any other advanced English class, nothing but analytical essays. Calculus BC was one I had to take. I think my dad would ground me for the rest of my life I didn't take it, considering that I was already taking Calculus AB. European history sounded interesting, as did Japanese language and Culture. I wasn't sure though if I really wanted to take any of the Advance Placement courses. I did have a week to think about it but among the things that were on my mind, like Danny and I's budding romance and Tucker and ghost hunting, I knew I would probably forget. But I also wanted to be sure that I wanted to take any course, most of these classes, AP or not, were yearlong classes. One class did sound interesting to take; it was there since freshman year, Child Development and Parenting. I never thought about it before because it seemed like something I would never need but since my mom is pregnant with my little baby brother or sister, I may take it to help her out. No, I will take it. It's a yearlong class. Cool, more learning. I wrote down the class name and the number and the credit hour, which was all required information. I, also, wrote down the information for Calculus BC, just in case I did want to take this class.
"Okay class, quiet now." The teacher called out. And class truly began.
The teacher didn't really get into depth about the subject. I think it was because she had given us a half an hour of 'free time'.
The bell rung all too quickly; I wished I could stay a bit longer to learn a little bit more. I slowly packed up my stuff and headed down to the cafeteria. Danny was sitting with Valerie. Several months back, Valerie found out about Danny, we all thought that she'd tried to kill him. Surprisingly, she didn't try to kill him at all. She didn't she accepted him as he was. However, she did demand an explanation for everything and she got one. She got the whole story.
"Hey Valerie." I said politely when I reached the table.
"Hey, Sam." Valeria said with a friendly smile. "How was your weekend?"
"Great. Yours?" I said as I got out my lunch out of my backpack.
"Interesting." She answered.
"How so?" I asked.
"My dad finally gave his approval for ghost hunting, just so long as it doesn't interfere with my schooling or work."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah. Cool, huh?"
"Very."
"So I heard you and Fenton have a date tonight?"
I nearly choked on my food and glared at Danny. "What!? She found out on her own."
I looked over at Valerie. "Did you really?"
"Yes, I did." Valerie said as she put her fists on her hips and stuck out her chest, like a victory; she looked extremely proud of herself.
"How did you find out?" Danny asked, almost finished with his food.
"I accidently overheard you two."
"How do you 'accidently' do that?" I asked curious. I wasn't pissed or angry, but seriously curious.
"I have a new feature on my board, invisibility, and I was testing it out and I saw you and Fenton together and heard him ask you out. Today was just a stab in the dark."
"Interesting. What did you do this weekend?" I asked. I took a bite out of my veggie sandwich.
"I have been hanging out with my dad. I needed a break from ghost hunting." Valerie explained. I continued eating as she continued to speak. "I had asked my dad on Friday if we could spend the weekend together if he had the time. When he asked why, I told him that I needed and so desperately wanted a break and that I missed him. He was very suspicious of what I had said, but he believed me when we watched a bunch of Disney movies on Saturday. It was all very fun." When she finished, I had eaten all of my lunch. Danny looked like he was feeling uncomfortable; he looked extremely awkward just sitting there. "What did you do over the weekend, Sam?"
"I bonded with my mother on Saturday. We spent the day at a mall and tried on a bunch of clothes and shoes. Even though she didn't speak it, I found a lot of things out about my mother that I never learned before, just by watching her."
"Like what?" Danny asked, curiosity in his eyes.
"When it comes to 'dressing up'," I used air quotes around 'dressing up'. "she and I both like it simple. She likes the dark purple, like me."
"That seems very shallow to learn about your mother." Valerie stated.
"Yeah, it is. But a journey with a thousand miles begins with one step."
"Meaning?" Valerie asked, confusion in her voice.
"It's a start." I answered.
"That is very true. Oooh. There's my date tonight!" Valerie spoke with utter joy in her voice and then took off. She sat down next to a nerd that I could not remember his name. It was the nerd that was obsessed with her. I guess Valerie finally gave him a chance.
"Were you shopping because of tonight?" Danny asked, blushing hard.
"Yes, we were." I answered.
"You didn't have to."
"I know we didn't have to, but I wanted to anyway."
"Thanks, Sam. I feel a little, um, I don't know, happy. It's like you spent time with your mom just for me. It is sweet."
"My mom is actually pretty cool."
"Really?"
"Yeah. It's a shocker for me as well. I think my dad is just the weirdo."
"Strange but I can see it." We sat in silence for a bit. "So what happened during second period?"
I looked at Danny. "Dash took the rose you gave me and he stomped on it."
Danny looked at me, his face reflecting my emotions. "Isn't Tucker in your class?"
"Yes, he laughed along with the rest of Dash's posse."
"He's an ass." The bell rung and we cleaned up our table and took off for my next class. "Let's talk about something fun," Danny said cheerfully. "like Death the Kid."
I stared at Danny. "How did you know about Soul Eater?"
"I watched a few episodes of several different animes."
"Why?" Danny didn't look at me but he was blushing hard. I smiled at him. We reached my class. I kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you." I said and then went into the classroom. My face was burning so bad; I think someone could fry an egg on my face.
The rest of my class was hard to focus on. I couldn't stop thinking about tonight. I was excited and nervous. Happy and yet, feeling like I could puke. I loved these weird feelings of mine. Today was such a weird day. My emotions were all over the place. Oh yeah, my period started today. No wonder I'm everywhere.
The bell had rung which shocked me to no end. I did not pay any attention whatsoever. I looked at the board, there was no homework written under the 'homework'. I quickly packed up and left the classroom where I gotten another shock with Danny standing there. I should not have been as shocked as I was; he did walk me to my other classes.
"Hey, Danny." I said with a smile on my face.
Danny then embraced me with a giant hug and then kissed my forehead. He let go of me. I was in total shock. "That was for the kiss earlier. Thank you."
"You're welcome?" I said as we headed off to my next class.
"Why make that a question?"
"I am confused as to why you are thanking me."
"Why shouldn't I?" I looked at Danny with confusion.
"I still don't get it."
"Then you never had a kiss from you."
"What?"
"It means your kisses are special." I blushed at Danny's answer because I knew he was serious; with his tone of voice and his body language.
The Midol was beginning to wear off and the only reason why I knew that was because cramps were coming back, there were minor right now. But I knew by the end of school they would be in full swing. Which reminds me, "Go to class, I need to use the bathroom and it's kind of weird if you are standing outside the girls bathroom waiting for me."
"Makes totally logical since."
"Your sentence is illogical." We laughed and Danny waved and left. I headed towards the nearest girls bathroom and went in. Thank goodness. There was barely anyone in here. So I went into the only empty stall and I changed my pad. Eh. It's going to be a heavy period this month. The first day and the pad was nearly full. I rolled it up in toilet paper and tossed in the little bin. I left the stall and washed my hands; heading back to the classroom. With a heavy sigh, I sat down at a random desk; two more classes after this one. Only two.
Oh yeah!
I pulled out the folder for picking of the classes. There wasn't much on the list that I qualified for that didn't sound fun or interesting. So I scribbled down Western Civilization and its information. I decided that I'll pick a class from different subjects, get more of a general education, while I stared at the list of almost endless possibilities.
The bell rung. Is the bell delayed? Then I remembered that it wasn't a long walk from my last class to this one. I put the stuff away and actually paid attention in the class. When the bell rung again, I packed up my things and no one's surprise Danny was waiting for me.
"How do you get here so quickly?"
"Ghost powers remember. Also, you take forever to get out."
"No, I don't. I wait for the crowd to dilute before leaving."
Danny looked at me weirdly, but it was his 'thinking face'. "Makes since."
I laughed at him. "C'mon."
"How are you feeling?"
"Crampy." But Dash and his posse burst into obnoxious laughter just as I spoke. Tucker was with them. I wanted to throw a refrigerator at him and that was me being modest.
"Did you say crappy or crampy?" He asked as he sighed, seeing Tucker with his new buddies.
"Crampy." I repeated. I took Danny's hand and we took off again. I didn't realize that we had stopped. "If Tucker needs or wants us, he knows where to find us." I told Danny was we made our way around a corner. We stopped walking.
"I'm not sure if I'm willing to give him even that." Danny's sadness, his grief, consumed his voice.
"Then forget about him." I said as I cupped my hand around his jaw line. We were both feeling the same thing. "If he doesn't want to be our friend, that's his loss. We are gaining something while he losing."
"How are we gaining by losing a friend?" Danny asked with sad confusion.
"We do have a date tonight."
Danny smiled. "Oh yeah." His body moved closer to me. "I totally did not forget." He was serious, but he put it as a joke. He moved his head closer to me. My breath hitched, my heart racing; was he going to kiss me? He was so close. But he pulled away, looking like he regretted doing so. "We better get to class." He said as he put his hands in his pocket.
I am going to kill Danny Fenton! Getting me all worked up like that.
Then I realized that Danny had already taken off, walking backwards and he was making a weird face at me. I stuck my tongue out and then jogged to catch up with Danny. Once I was caught up, I then went at my normal walking pace. Danny turned around to face forward.
This was a side of Danny that I've not seen, at all. I like it. Actually, I don't think it's a side at all. I think this all of Danny; or slowly showing his all. He always has different faces that he shows people, with Tucker and me, he relieved more of himself than to his parents. Especially when he turned into a halfa, he had to hide more of himself than he ever wanted to. Danny was comfortable enough to finally be his complete self. I felt blessed that he was able to do so.
"Why are you so quiet?"
"Because I'm deep in thought about how much my mother changed since getting pregnant." I responded.
"Interesting." We unfortunately we reached my next class all too soon. "Well, I'm not sure about you but I'm wishing that this school day would be over, like, now."
"Ah. I am thinking the exact same thing."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. Now go to class before it is too late."
"Okay, Jazz." He rolled his eyes and left. I went into my class just as the bell rung. I sat down in a random seat. Again, class was boring. My mind was pretty much dead during the class, but my hand was the one who was taking the notes. The only homework that was due was the 'midterm' essay that is due on Friday. I already completed it, so no worries there. The bell rung and I was doing a mental happy dance. One more class to go after this class. Just one freakin' more! Yes!
A stab in the uterus reminded me that I have to take some more Midol when I get home; I should probably, also, take some before Danny and I go out tonight.
The teacher drone on and on about whatever subject this was; again my hand was on auto pilot with the notes. Of course my uterus hates me and had varying levels of intensity of the cramps, like a wave or a stab wound. When the bell rung, I packed up my things and left.
To my surprise Danny wasn't here. I looked around. Nowhere in sight. He probably got caught up in class or something to that effect. I headed towards my final class of the day. Yes!
All of a sudden, someone grabs my shoulder. I turned to look it was and the person was Danny. "Sorry. Mr. Lancer was giving me a lecture about the importance of choosing the right courses for the right college for the right degree for the right career."
"Sounds fascinating." I said sarcastically.
"Yeah, it was fascinating and oh so educational." His voice dripping in sarcasm.
"Once my dad realizes that it's the week of class choosing; he's going to give me that lecture four or five different times a day."
"That sounds like a ton of fun." He spoke with sarcasm.
"Yes, it so much fun." I spoke back with just as much sarcasm. We reached my next classroom with comfortable silence. "I'm not being mean, but my mom wants me home as soon as possible after school, so if you were planning on walking me back home."
"Cancel them. I wasn't planning on it either. I, too, have to be home early as soon as possible. I want to get this homework done, if not most of it, before we go out tonight. And also, have to get ready. I'll pick you up at eight."
"Sounds like a plan." I said with a smile.
"See you tonight."
"See you." I responded and then I went into the classroom and sat down at a random desk.
The bell rung. One more class. One more class. One more class. I repeated in my head, throughout the class period. We were watching, or suppose to be watching, a movie about Thomas Jefferson. It was boring but I still took notes. One more class. One more class. One more class. I kept looking over a the clock, when it was a minute before the bell was suppose to ring, I packed up my things, and my backpack on me. The bell rung and I was out the door. I fast walked to the front of the main entrance of the school. I scurried my ass home. I didn't run, I fast walked, I didn't want to over exert myself. I wanted to be at my best for tonight. I want this date be successful.
When I got home, I called out "I'm home" as closed the door.
"Hello, Samantha." My mother responded. She came out of some doorway holding a small plate with a small portion of vegetarian friendly food. "This is your snack." She said as she handed the plate to me. "It's going to be long process of getting ready." I ate the cream cheese filled celery. "Go put your backpack up, and do any homework that you may have."
"I have none."
"That is good."
"I'll be upstairs." I said as I handed the plate back to her. She took it and left.
I headed to my room, finishing the rest of the celery on my way up. I took off my boots and tossed them in a corner and I set my backpack down next to my desk. I went into the bathroom and took some more Midol. I turned on the shower; as I was waiting for the water to warm up I brushed my teeth and I got undressed. I showered again, going through my ritual like I always do during a shower. When I got out, I wrapped a towel around my body and left the bathroom my mom was waiting for me. How creepy.
"Hello." I said.
"I'll come back in a little bit. Don't forget to moisturize."
I was so tempted to give a sarcastic answer, but I held my tongue. That would not be good for our growing relationship. "Okay." I said. When my mom left, she closed the door. "Oh, shit! Period!" I mumbled. I went through my dresser and found clean underwear and raced into the bathroom, I put it on and then put a tampon in me and then a panty liner on the underwear. "I'm definitely going to have to change that before I leave and take more Midol." I mumbled to myself. I went back into my room and put on clean pajama's after I moisturized a part of my body.
I swear I think my mom has some sort of ghost powers because as soon as I was done she came into my room. "For future reference, knock next time." I said in as polite of way as I could.
"That is a great idea. I'm sorry that I keep coming into your room unannounced."
"It is okay. I didn't mind, it was just that I don't want to be doing something, like be naked after a shower and you or dad come in here."
"That is completely reasonable." Wow my mom is being completely reasonable. "I came in here to tell you that your dad is being a little pussy about this date." My mouth hung open as I stared amazed at my mother. "By the way, how are you doing?"
I went back into my normal posture. "Besides my period coming on a day that I did not want it to come, I'm doing remarkably well. I took some Midol before I took my shower, so I'm going to take some more before I leave."
"Good idea. Also, periods never seem to come when it is most convenient for you."
"That is very true."
"Excuse me." My mother said and she left. I was confused by why she was leaving, so I followed her. She went into her and dad's bedroom and into their bathroom. She began to puke, she clung to the toilet. I went over to her and held her hair for her. "Thanks sweety." Of course she knew it was me. I wasn't sure how long we were there but it was a while.
I wanted to do something else besides hold her hair, so I started talking. "So, this week is the week we are suppose to pick our classes for next year."
"Mmmhm." She said between waves of vomiting.
"I decided to take a Child Development and Parenting class, I was thinking of you when I put it down."
"That's sweet of you." She whispered, her voice dry. She began puking again.
"I know that it's going to be hard and exhausting, so I thought if I knew what I was doing I could babysit for a bit and you could take a break and you could do whatever you wanted to do, like go see a movie or go out to eat or sleep."
"I think I'm good." She mumbled as she pulled back from the toilet, but her hands still on the toilet. We waited for about five minutes, in silence, for her to start vomiting again. When she didn't, I let go of her hair and she slowly got up. "This is what is going to happen to you if you ever get pregnant, constant vomiting during the first five months of pregnancy."
"I thought the first three months was when women had all day sickness." I said; going on what little I actually knew.
"For the women in our family, it's the first five months."
"Hurray. Something to look forward to." I said kind of sarcastically.
My mother laughed. So she does understand sarcasm. She flushed the toilet and we left her bathroom. I looked at dad's alarm clock; we were in there for an hour and a half. Damn. That's a long time to be puking. "We still have time. I expected you to have a ton of homework, like three hours worth, so I planned that it." I think my mom can read minds. "Oh." I turned to my mom, but she hugged me. "Thank you."
"Why thank me?"
"For being so sweet."
"How so?"
"For taking a class to help your mother."
I shrugged. "It seemed right." Then I remembered. "Danny's picking me up at eight."
"We still have time."
"We have over four hours to get ready. I think we have plenty of time."
"I'm going to go read a book for a bit, you go enjoy yourself until six thirty."
"Okay." I said and then I left for my room. When I got to my room, I grabbed a bag and pulled out a book that I gotten yesterday. I put it on my bed and reset my alarm to six thirty. I do not believe that it would take an hour and a half to get ready. What did I know? I laid down on my bed, taking the book, the latest version of What to Expect When Expecting, and began reading it.
I wasn't sure how I felt when my alarm went off. I was grossed out by a lot of different things of what the book was talking about, from what I got through anyway, but I was also fascinated that a human baby came out of another human body.
"Are you ready to get ready?" My mom asked. "Your door was open, that's why I didn't knock."
"Understandable." I said, putting the book away.
"Why do you have that?" My mom asked, concerned, pointing to What to Expect When Expecting.
"So I can understand more of what you are going through and to help anyway that I can. I know squat about pregnancy."
My mom looked stunned. "Thank you."
"For what?"
"For being so sweet."
"I'm just being me. Nothing special."
"Most teenage girls are freaked when they hear that their parents are having another kid. You go head first into helping out your mother. It's amazing. You're amazing."
"The only thing that I'm freaked out about is that I know that you and dad had sex."
She burst into laughter. I smiled at her. When she calmed down, she spoke. "Okay, let's get you ready now." I got off of my bed and went over to my closet pulling out the dress, which has been dried cleaned. I went into the bathroom and switched clothes. The dress had an 'invisible' zipper that I could not reach.
When I came out, I said, "I need help with the zipper."
My mother smiled and got up, she was sitting on my bed. I turned around and she pulled the zipper up. "Your hair is getting long. Are you growing it out?" She asked.
"Yes, I am actually."
"Okay, sit down in front of the vanity please." She said politely and then disappeared into my bathroom. I went over to my vanity and sat down. I've had this since I was a little child, I didn't have the heart to paint over it black. So it stood out like a sore thumb in my room. My mother emerged with several items and came over to me. She set them down on the vanity and then she attacked my hair. She brushed it out, which had knots. She looked like she was enjoying herself, so I didn't ask her to be gentle. I trusted that she wasn't going to rip out all of my hair. When she was done, I had zoned her out while she worked, my hair was amazing looking. "Make up time." She said cheerily. I was staring at how she done my hair, I could never pull this off on my own, making it look fancy yet not making my face look stupid. I never would have done this at all. I would have just put it up in a simple bun or something to that affect.
When she came back, I said "mom you are a genius. Thank you."
She smiled at me with a motherly smile and said "you're welcome. Now turn around." I did what she asked. She started working on my face with makeup. We didn't speak, but she did give me occasional instructions of what I had to do so she could work. Now, I can see why we needed the hour and a half. "Done." She said. I turned to look at myself in the mirror and I was stunned. I didn't looked like Edward Cullen ejaculated all over my face with glitter. I looked amazing. She did an amazing job on it. I could not recognize my own face.
"Samantha, young Daniel is here." My dad's voice came.
"He's on the dot. Are you ready?" My mom asked.
"Almost." I ran into the bathroom, changed the tampon and panty liner, and took more Midol. When I emerged from the bathroom, my mom was holding the shoes. "Now, I'm ready." I said. I went over to her and put on the shoes.
"Show time." She giggled.
I smiled awkwardly at her. Nervousness was consuming me. We left my room. My mom headed down first and then I went down. Danny's figure slowly made an appearance and when I was able to see his face, it was lit up. He looked stunned and amazed.
"Danny those are beautiful." I said once I reached the ground floor. He was holding a dozen black roses; they were probably over a dozen, there was so many.
"Surprise. I got them for you." He said with a smile. He handed them to me and I took them. I smelled them and they were amazing.
"Thank you." I said with a soft smile.
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Holy crap! It is finished!
Twenty pages on Word with Times New Roman at size eleven. Twenty pages. What do y'all think of this long chapter?
I could have gotten rid of a lot fo different things to shorten this chapter but I wanted all those pretty little details.
Also, I'm pretty sure that I don't have great continuity when it comes to Sam and the rest of the cast going to school. In all honesty, I don't really care. It's not all that important.
I made my personal deadline, which I'm very proud of myself. The goal was to finish this chapter by Monday, October 7, 2013 and I finished in on Sunday October 6, 2013. Hurray!
Next chapter will be in Danny's perspective and it's the date! Whoot!
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