Holy crap! Chapter eight! I usually abandon any 'long term' fanfiction by like the third or forth chapter. So this is a miracle and I love it.!

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Chapter Eight. Stars and Other Things.

She was incredible. She was absolutely incredible. Dash would even date her, well fuck her. I stared at her as she slowly made her way down the stairs; she was wearing four inch heels, so I understood why she was going slowly. But she looked incredible. She usually did look amazing but tonight everything was, I wasn't sure what the word was to describe Sam's highlighted features. Most of her hair was pulled back; the remaining hair was on the sides of her face and they were also curled. Her dress was tight but it highlighted her curves in all the right ways. The dress was black, no surprise there, but it was spaghetti strapped and was sort of short. The dress ended about halfway down to her knees. Her heels matched wonderfully to the dress. She was wearing makeup. Holy crap! She's wearing makeup. Her face was only highlighted by the makeup. The only noticeable makeup was the eye shadow, which was a soft purple, which highlighted her beautiful violet eyes.

"Danny those are beautiful." She spoke, her voice in awe. Oh yeah, I had gotten her more of those black roses. Was still planning on getting more of these roses for right now, Dash's actions were just a really sickening coincidence.

"Surprise. I got them for you." I said, trying to hide my nervousness. I handed the fifteen black roses to Sam. When had them she instantly smelled them. She looked adorable when she did so.

"Thank you." She said with a soft smile. I smiled back. Too nervous to say anything.

"Let me take those and put them in a vase." Sam's mother said. Sam handed the roses to her mother and she disappeared behind a doorway.

Sam's dad just glared at me and then followed his wife. "Ready?" I asked her as I held out my hand and she nodded as she took my hand. I opened the door and she went first and then I, closing the door behind me. I took her hand again. I 'helped' her down the flight of stairs. We walked in silence; I was silent because I didn't know what to say. We were going from best friends to dating. About halfway to our destination, I finally had the courage to speak up. "Sam you look amazing tonight."

"I'm amazing every day."

"Yes, you are but tonight you are radiant. Paulina would be jealous of your looks."

"Thanks for comparing me to Paulina."

"There is no comparison." Sam moved herself closer to me. I spoke the truth. There was no comparison; Sam was more elegant, more radiant, and more beautiful than Paulina. No competition.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"It's a surprise." I spent all of Sunday and the most of this afternoon getting the location ready. I sort of lied to Sam earlier that I wasn't on planning on walking her to her home, I was going to and then get the location ready immediately afterwards. "Your mom seems well."

"Besides the vomiting spell she had earlier, she's doing pretty well."

"Ouch. I'm sorry."

"Why? It's a normal thing for a pregnant woman to vomit her lungs, her stomach, her heart, and her kidneys."

"I just feel bad that she has to puke all of her internal organs to have a baby but to her it's probably worth it."

"I can imagine so. By the way, what classes are you thinking about taking next year?"

There must be some connection in her mind as to why she jumped from one subject to another without transitioning. "I'm not really sure what I want to take for sure. But I'm thinking about taking several different gym classes as well as several science classes."

"Why gym and why science?"

"The gym classes to help with the ghost fighting, like the martial arts, and the science classes because when I read the description of them they seemed so interesting."

"Are you thinking about something different for a career?"

"No, I still want to be an astronaut. What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe a gynecologist."

"What is that?"

"A doctor who works with a woman's uterus." I looked at Sam with interest. I think she wants to be that because of her mother being pregnant, it inspired her. A few months ago, she had no idea what she wanted to be. Now she has some sort of an idea. "It's going to be a lot of work, if I do go down that route, but I think it's worth it. Helping those women and any babies they may have." No one ever sees this side of Sam. Well, they see some of this side. The caring part. They see the caring for animals, never really with other humans, except with Tucker and me. No competition, no comparison with Paulina.

"I think it's a great idea to go be gyncolyst."

"Gynecologist."

"Yeah, that."

"Really? You think so?"

"Yes. I think you should, or rather think about it. It's a career choice that is definitely you; especially if you open up your own clinic."

"Why especially my own clinic?"

"Because then you can dress how you want and you don't have to listen to someone else, besides the code of conducts for doctors and patients." I answered with a smile. Sam chuckled a little. "Oh! And the law!" Sam laughed hard. She laughed so hard that we had to stop so she could laugh it off. Nailed it.

When she cooled down we continued walking. We talked while we continued on our way. She told me what was going on at home, the full details. I was amazed how much open and accepting Sam's mother came around and I was irked off how much of an ass Sam's father is becoming.

"We are almost there." I said as we reached the park.

"We are going to the park?" She asked, uncertain, as she looked down. She thought that she wasn't dressed properly.

"Yes, we are. I hope you like it." I said and we walked the paved path through the walk.

With every step we took, I was getting more nervous, my heart was beating fast. I was so nervous and scared. I hope she did like it. I put a lot of time and effort into this. It wasn't just that I put time effort into this, I wanted her to like and if this date flopped then Sam and I could only be friends; it'll be so awkward afterwards. There is even a possibility that we may not be friends ever again because it would be just too damn awkward. I knew that wasn't going to happen but it was still a possibility, that is what scared me.

We turned a corner and we made it.

"Danny did you do this?" She asked; her voice stunned. She let go of my hand and walked forward, towards our destination. That was when I noticed that her hair was pulled back into a bun, but it wasn't a bun that I've seen before, it was a cross between a French braid and a bun. She put her hands to her mouth. "Oh my god, Danny this is incredible."

There was an off white thick, soft blanket on the ground that was surrounded by real, white rose petals in a heart shape. Surrounding the blanket in a semicircle, it wasn't a perfect circle as well as it was in more a crescent shape; I had hung white star shaped Christmas lights around the trees, having them hang through the empty space between the trees. I had soft classical music playing, it was out of sight. Above the blanket, hanging from the tree branches, were silver sparkling three dimensional stars. Making those stars took me all of Sunday to do.

"I'm a romantic." I shrugged off.

"Are you expecting sex?" Sam asked pointblank.

I stared at her in amazement. "No. If I wanted sex, I would have just asked you for sex. This is me trying to woo you."

"Well, it's working." She said as I walked over to her.

I took her hand into my own. "I've also have food coming. I hope you like it."

"What kinda food?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Vegetarian Chinese. All vegetarian."

"That's romantic." I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not.

"Food is food. It's supposed to give you nutrition and give you life." I stated. Sam chuckled.

"So what are we suppose to do here? Star watch?" She was being slightly sarcastic this time. She still had a playful smile.

"We could do that. Or people watch. Or talk. Or we could lay down, hold hands, and be there in silence and enjoy each other's company."

"I like all of that."

I let go of Sam's hand and sat down on the blanket, facing her. This was a section of the park that rarely has people here. I didn't want Dash or Paulina or a ghost or anyone to catch us. I was not expecting Sam to have sex with me; I just didn't want people to be all over us or interrupting us. I wanted this to go smoothly. Sam looked hesitant but then sat down next me; once down, she took off her heals and put them aside. Then I took off my own shoes and set them aside.

"How's Jazz?" She asked. I think she was trying to break the ice.

"I think she is seeing someone or at least having sex with someone." I answered honestly.

"What makes you say that?"

"Because whenever we Skype she's almost always sweaty and tired and always in her pajama top. Whenever we talk she's distracted."

"That doesn't equal having sex."

"But moans do." Remembering one phone call where she was constantly moaning, well trying to hide it anyway. And a Skype call where she had just put on her pajama shirt.

"That's creepy."

"Yes, it is."

"Did you ask her if she was?" Sam asked, looking at me with curiosity and concern.

"Not yet. How's your grandma?"

"She's doing alright."

Awkward silence. I was doing so well. What now? Dad's unwelcomed advice, always be honest especially for a first date. Well here goes nothing.

"Did today seem like I was being different?" I asked.

"Yeah. You seemed more relaxed, more yourself." She answered.

"I was trying to be. I was trying to break those walls down, for you anyway. It was weird for me." She sat there, in silence. I think she wanted me to continue. "You know I am, always hiding a part of myself from someone, even you and Tucker, but I wanted to be relaxed around you. Open. Free. I was hoping that if I was able to do it today, and if this date was successful, I could be more myself." Sam took my hand and my hand in both of hers. She looked at me with a caring look.

"Danny Fenton?" Someone with a Chinese accent called.

I sighed and got up, Sam let go, but I felt her eyes on me. I walked up to someone who was about thirty years older than me. "I'm Danny Fenton."

"You pay half already." His accent was deep but still understandable. I pulled out my wallet and gave him half of what I owed him plus a five dollar tip. "Thank you." He said as we exchanged money for food.

"And thank you." He nodded and left. I sighed and then went back to our little nook. Sam still looked concerned. "Food." I said with a smile.

"I can see and smell that."

I sat down and opened the bag and took out the food. "Chop sticks or fork?" I asked holding up both options.

"Mmm. Chop sticks." She answered with a smile. I handed the chopsticks to her and she opened them and took them apart with ease.

"So I got us twelve count of meatless wontons, quart size of plain fried rice, pint size of white rice, quart size of vegetable lo mein, quart size of moo shu vegetable, and quart size of Chinese vegetable supreme."

"Who are you trying to feed, the army?"

"No, but I didn't know what you'd be in the mood for." I shrugged off. We opened the containers. "Let's dig in." I said cheerfully. And we both ate whatever we had. "I think I have the moo shu vegetable."

"I know I have the vegetable lo mein. It's delicious."

"I think this. I would definitely get this again." I lifted the little box above my head and looked at the bottom. "Nope, this is Chinese vegetable supreme. I would still get this again."

"Those things are completely different, how could you mess that up?"

"I never had either of them."

"That makes since."

My dad gave me money to use on this date, I blew most of it on the food, but Chinese food can easily be heated up again later. So it's not a waste, the rest was spent on the stars above us. My family already had the lights when Jazz went through her star everything phase.

"Let's switch." Sam suggested.

"Okay." We switched boxes. I took a bite. "I would definitely get this again."

"So," Sam swallowed. "about what you said; even if this date wasn't a success would you still continue to open up to me?"

I put the food down, and I looked at her. "Even if this date wasn't a success, I would still continue to open up to you and be more myself. I'm tired of having these walls." Sam looked at me with an intensity that I've never felt before. I was falling for her even more. "Do you think this date is a success?" I asked wearily.

"Yes. Even if a ghost attacked right now, this will still be a success." She answered with a smile.

"That's good." I laughed as I picked up the container and continued eating. "I would definitely get these two again."

"Let's try the other two now." Sam suggested.

"Okay." I put down the vegetable lo mein.

Sam grabbed an unopened container, when she did open in frowned. "This is the white rice." She put it off to the side and grabbed another one as I took one. "Aw. I got the fried rice."

"So I have the moo shu vegetable." I said as I opened it. "Well, it smells good. I hope that it is good."

"I hope so too."

We both took a bite of our respective food.

"What do you think?" Sam asked.

I took another bite, and truly tasting it this time. "It is interesting. Different from what I was expecting. I like it but I'm not sure if I would actively get it again." I answered.

"I get that." She giggled. Sam giggling, so cute. When we were about half way done with the box of food that we each had, we switched. She quickly took a few bites. Wow, she must've been really hungry because I'm full now. "So this is the moo shu vegetable?"

"What do you think?" I asked and then took a bite of the fried rice. Yeah, I was done eating. I closed the container and put it down.

"I would never actively get this again." She answered. "Are you full?"

"Yeah. I am. I ate way too much." I chuckled.

"I had a puny snack after school, I was starving." She said. She took several more bites of the moo shu vegetable and then set it down.

"You can keep eating if you are still hungry."

"I'm good actually. I just needed a few more bites." We both chuckled. Then I laid down, staring at the stars I spent all of Sunday making. To my surprise, Sam layer down and cuddled up to me. I wrapped my arms around her.

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