June went by so quickly. As did July. Danny, Tuck and I bonded more before we went away. I was leaving in a week. Danny was leaving Monday morning. We tried to make the best of our last few days together. Soon, Saturday rolled around and my parents threw me a going away party. It was really sweet, but I didn't want to think about going away just yet. Away from my friends: No. Away from home and my parents: Yes.
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I went up to my room to try and find a cute outfit for the party. I practically went through, like, a million things of clothes looking. Then I looked on my bed. There sitting there was that awesome little black dress that I saw in Bloomie's. I quickly put it on and went downstairs to the party. Practically the whole town was there. My hair, which was recently cut into a bob, swayed as I walked down into the foyer. I mingled for a little bit and then I saw a guy standing by the bar with that same gorgeous black hair as Danny. I am amazing at finding guys. I walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. Sure enough, it was Danny. I hugged him tightly.
"Hey! I didn't think you'd show."
"I'm here, am I?"
We shared a laugh.
"Wow, you look amazing, Sam."
"Thanks, you too."
He pet my hair. "I love your hair."
"I know, I do too."
"So, is Tuck here?"
"I guess. The whole town is here."
"Yeah, I figured. Your parents really know how to throw a party."
"Uh huh," I nodded, "I'm really gonna miss you, Dan." I threw my arms around him.
He put his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my head. "I'll miss you too, but, we'll see each other again."
"Yeah, in like, four years." I put my arms down.
"Maybe sooner," he said with a smirk on his face
"You're up to something, aren't you?" I said playfully
"Maybe..."
"I know you are." I kissed him gently on the cheek.
Suddenly, I felt a churning in my stomach. I ran upstairs to my bathroom and started to throw up. The sight was disgusting. Someone had followed me because I saw a figure moving behind me. I turned around. It was Danny. He kneeled down and held my hair back while I threw up. A few minutes later, I fell back against the wall because I was so weak. Danny sat beside me and held me hand.
"Are you okay?" he asked
"Yeah," I said, wiping my mouth, "I'm fine."
Danny put his hand to my forehead. "You feel warm. You should lay down for a bit."
"No! I'm fine! Really! It's probably just nerves. I'll be okay." I got up and stumbled over to the sink and washed my mouth out.
"I'm gonna go back downstairs. Feel better." He kissed my head and headed back to the party.
I looked in the mirror. Staring at me was a pale figure of a girl. That girl was me. Why did I just throw up? I was feeling fine a few minutes ago. I didn't eat anything bad. I just pushed the thought aside and brushed my hair quickly and went back downstairs. Waiting for me was Tuck, Danny and— some girl. I walked closer. She had flowing brownish-blonde hair and hazel eyes. Who was she?
"Hey Sam, feel better?" Tuck asked
"Yeah," I said quickly, "Who's this?" I pointed to the girl.
"You don't recognize me, silly? It's me! Hannah!"
I covered my mouth with my hands. "Hannah! Oh, my God!" We threw our arms around each other. "I missed you so much!"
"I missed you too, honey."
We pulled apart. Danny put his arm around my waist. "What are you doing here anyway? I thought you left for college already."
"Nah, I transferred over to CU."
"Oh my God! We'll get to see each other more!"
"I know!" she squealed
Silence.
"Uh... Have you met the guys yet?" I pulled their wrists as they tried to sneak away.
Hannah pointed at Danny. "Ooh, is he the one you're always telling me how hot he is?"
I blushed six shades of red and buried my face in my hands. I felt an arm come around my shoulders. I looked up. Danny was blushing too. (A/N: one of my fave DxS moments in this story!!)
"So..." I started
"Yeah," Tuck replied, putting his hand behind his head
"What now?" Danny asked
"Dunno." Hannah said
I felt more churning in my stomach. I tried to ignore it but it was too quick. I raced upstairs into my bathroom again. I stayed in there for about another twenty minutes. I hate my life.