Since I don't have Internet access, this is gonna be a challenge to get some songs. I'm gonna have to print them. Darn it! Oh well, this next chapter won't have any and I think the next song I know by heart. YAY ME!! Ok, that sounded like London, freaky. Review please!!
Everyone was practicing their songs they were gonna sing for the Contest. Danny was floating with his legs crossed, trying to finish the song.
"Even though it seems . . . too da ugh, this stinks," glared Danny, "I can't finish that stupid song."
"You ok there, ghost boy?" Asked Jazz.
"Fine, just trouble with the words is all," shrugged Danny, "I'm sure I'll get it at the big time."
"Are you sure you don't need my help?" Asked Jazz.
"I'm cool," smiled Danny as Jazz's eyes widened, "what?"
"Nothing, just my brother used to say that whenever I asked him if he was ok," admitted Jazz.
"Oh," realized Danny.
Danny knew that he was the brother that died during the talent show. They were supposed to do a duet with the lyrics in his hands.
"I guess I just can't get over him. People keep telling me to forget about him, but I can't," told Jazz.
"I don't think he'd want you to forget him, but he'd want you to move on. How about you sing a song in dedication to him?" Asked Danny.
"I never sang on stage since the accident," said Jazz.
"Maybe it's time to get back on foot. You need to move on Jazz and not using a gift you had is not the way to do it. Your brother wants you to sing your heart out. Be yourself," said Danny as Jazz looked up with a smile.
"You're right, I guess I've been quiet for too long huh?" Asked Jazz.
"Apparently," giggled Danny, "I've been quiet myself."
"That's why you came?" Asked Jazz.
"Yeah, I want to show the world that I'm not just this superhero they see on TV. I'm also a singer and a darn good one too," said Danny.
"Yeah, you are. You have a lot of potential that a lot of guys work their butts off to get," said Jazz, "that's not something to hide."
"Yeah, I just want to show that this is me and I'm where I'm supposed to be," smiled Danny as Jazz rolled her eyes.
"You heard my brother sing huh?" Asked Jazz.
"Yeah, I have. If he was here, he'd tell you to the very same thing, trust me," winked Danny as Jazz smiled and started writing on a blank piece of paper.
Valerie practicing playing on her guitar while Sam was practicing her lines.
Sam sighed, then looked at her duet partner who was practicing on her guitar.
"So, how am I supposed to sing these lines? I mean, I've never had to play this kind of song before," wondered Sam.
"Look, just don't mess up ok," glared Valerie.
"Oh, so just because I'm your partner, gives you the right to say what you want?" Glared Sam.
"Look, I'm not in the mood right now, this is the most important concert of my life and I don't want it to mess up," said Valerie.
"Somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed," smiled Danny who was floating in midair with crossed legs.
"Listen here, just because Jazz let you enter, doesn't mean you have the right to bother us," glared Valerie, pointing her finger at Danny.
"Ok, ok, Miss Crank-a-Lot," smiled Danny putting his hands in front.
"Valerie, you don't have to be mean to him," said Sam.
"Hey, is it too much to ask for a little privacy?" Glared Valerie.
"How about relaxing? You're stressing yourself up too much. I'm sure Sam will do great," suggested Danny.
"Stressing? What do you know about stress? You're a ghost!" Questioned Valerie.
"Well, hunting ghosts a lot does give you a lot of stress and I'm sure you'd know that," smirked Danny as Valerie gave him dagger eyes.
"I'm watching you," warned Valerie.
"I have been warned," grinned Danny floated towards Sam and got on his feet, "let me see this."
Danny took the song and saw what key Sam had to play.
"Alright, this is easy math. All you need to do, is warm up your voice," suggested Danny.
"Warming up?" Confused Sam.
"Repeat after me," said Danny, "la la la la la la la la la."
"La la la la la la la la la la," Replied Sam.
"Me me me me me me me me me," warmed up Danny.
"Me me me me me me me me me," replied Sam.
"Oooooooooooooooooo," sang Danny.
"Oooooooooooooooooo," replied Sam.
"Loe loe loe loe loe loe loe loe loe," sang Danny.
"Loe loe loe loe loe loe loe loe loe," replied Sam.
"Doe doe doe doe doe doe doe doe doe," sang Danny.
"Doe doe doe doe doe doe doe doe doe," replied Sam.
"Now, for the final touch," said Danny as he then sang, "Do ra me fa so la te do."
"Do ra me fa so la te do," replied Sam.
"Now start the song and find your rhythm. I know you can do it, you're really great," smiled Danny as Sam gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"That's really sweet, Danny," smiled Sam as Danny returned the kiss on her neck before he floated away.
Valerie's eyes were full as Sam looked back with a quire look.
"He's my boyfriend," told Sam.
"I thought that was just a rumor," glared Valerie, "and you told Paulina he was just a close friend."
"I lied," shrugged Sam, "if she would've known, I only would've made it worse."
"True," sighed Valerie, knowing from once being Paulina's friend, that she was naturally jealous, "just don't be surprised if he betrays you."
"Well, he hasn't so far, and Danny's a really nice guy," smiled Sam as she gave Danny a small wave and he returned it.
"To you," muttered Valerie.
"You only hate him, because he ruined your life one time," annoyed Sam.
"How'd you know that?" Asked Valerie.
"It was at a fan club web site," answered Sam sarcastically, "Danny's my boyfriend, he tells me everything duh."
"How much has he told you?" Glared Valerie.
"Not much, just that he ruined your life, because a ghost dog went out of control, then you became a ghost hunter and been hunting him ever since. Although now, it seems like a temporary truce," said Sam, "any questions?"
"Yes, could you tell him that I've got two eyes on him and if he does anything funny during this competition to ruin my life anymore then he already has, then I will make his life a living nightmare?" Asked Valerie.
"I think he already knows," said Sam showing a Fenton Phone.
"And tell her that I got it as long as she doesn't ruin it for me neither," replied Danny in the Fenton Phone.
"Where'd you get those?" Asked Valerie.
"Internet," joked Danny, "kidding, Jazz let me have these."
"And it only cost him an autograph," said Sam as Valerie rolled her eyes.
"You have got to be joking," glared Valerie.
"Hey, my parents are gonna be at the Concert and I don't want anymore devices or ghost stuff to harm anyone here. So, I let Danny have my parents' equipment and in return, he gave me an autograph and permission to explore and do research on the hunted part of Amity Forest," told Jazz.
"Now I don't have to go to Fenton Works without these stupid ghost alarms going off," said Danny from the Fenton Phone.
"You guys are impossible," annoyed Valerie as everyone laughed.