Hit Me With Your Best Shot

Chapter 2: Daniel Fenton, do you love me?

Rated T for Teen

A/N: Danny and Sam are very OC this chapter. Especially Sam.

By lunch that very same day, around twenty boys had asked Sam if she wanted to either go out with them or have lunch with, all to get an unwavering no.

The trio was sitting at their regular table, and had just about the entire male student body as an audience, much to Danny's annoyance. In truth, he was about to stand on the table and yell 'Stop looking at her like that you perverts' but he would probably have a lot of pissed off jocks on his trail so that was put on the 'things that I don't need to do list'.

Sam dug into her salad, virtually unaware of the boys, while Danny was still on guard mode, to busy glaring to even eat his lunch that he was probably going to need. He was currently glaring at Dash who was staring at Sam. Again.

Sam noticed this and felt her frustration give way. She picked up her spoon (which, I might add, was made of metal) and beat Danny on the back of the neck with it (ouch).

"Ow!" he said turning around to give her his attention "What the hell was that for?"

"For being an idiot!" she said. Before he could continue, she started up again "I can talk to anybody I want Danny. I don't need you permission, and I don't need your approval to do so. And those fatheads can stare their ass's at me if they want to, and trust me. A glare from you isn't going to stop them from doing so. And why do you care so much anyway. It's not like you're in love with me."

His breath hitched in his throat which made Sam a tad uneasy.

"Right?" she repeat, a hint of nervousness in her voice.

They locked eyes and Sam saw a few things hidden in there. Shame, betrayal, and… is that? Affection?

"Oh my God." she said.

Without saying anything, he quickly got up from the table and walked very quickly out the door before Sam had time to react. In her mind she kept thinking the same question over and over again.

Daniel Fenton, do you love me?

Sam didn't see Danny at all the rest of the day. 3rd period: no Danny. 4th period: no Danny. 5th, 6th, 7th : no Danny. The whole rest of the day Tucker kept saying 'See! I told you that he loved you! HA HA!' until she finally screamed 'SHUT THE HELL UP TUCKER!' and hit him over the head with her favorite (and very heavy) black binder.

Without Danny there, the it was horrible. When Danny was there, she really didn't pay attention to the stares, but now, without him glaring back, they seemed to be magnified about ten fold. It was horrible. But the worst part was that if she hadn't gotten onto him at then he would still be here.

And she wouldn't know the secret he had tried so hard to hide.

She was walking home by herself. It was quite lonely.

As she walked by the part she looked up from the sidewalk. What she saw nearly made her eyes pop out of her head.

Danny was there, sitting on bench, with his head in his hands. He looked very unhappy, but well, if you were in his situation, wouldn't you be?

Sam took a deep breath and walked over. He didn't seem to notice her presence. Either that, or he just didn't care anymore.

Sam took another deep breath and said "Danny."

He looked up and waited for her to say something.

"What happened at lunch… was a fluke. It can all be taken back i-" she began.

"But I don't wanna take it back." he interrupted "I meant it."

"Do you love me because I started dressing foul or for who I am?" she said expecting the worst.

"Samantha Manson" he started, ignoring the glare he got for saying her full first name "I have loved you since I saw you in an all new light back in fifth grade. Not because you dressed in not-so-appropriate clothing. Although, that did weaken me.

"You are the most funny, smart, beautiful person I have ever met. But now that I've killed our friendship and you obviously don't feel the same way…" he trailed off not knowing what to say after that.

"Oh Danny! But I do feel the same way!" she nearly yelled, plopping onto the bench and throwing her arms around him in a comforting sort of way (1).

He looked up, clearly startled and confused. "Wh-what?" he stuttered out.

"Trust me Danny. If I didn't love you back I probably would have compared you to all those retards back there. No offense." she said.

"Do you mean it?" he asked, eyebrows raised "Do you really and truly mean it?"

"What does this tell you?" she asked right before she slammed her lips to his (2)

It had been your usual Danny & Sam kissing scene. But, of course, all good things must come to an end, one way or another. And their way of ending a perfect Danny & Sam kiss, just happened to be when they jumped apart. Why did they break, you ask? Because a flash from a nearby bush and a whispered scream of the words 'Dammit! Forgot the flash!' stopped them.

They both jumped up and raced to the bush. In the midst of the tangle of branches was Tucker, crouched with a camera in hand. He stood up and looked at their seething expressions. This wasn't going to end well for him.

"Hey Sam?" said Danny as he took a threatening step towards Tucker "I have the most wonderful idea for a first date. Doesn't beating the living shit out of Tucker sound just lovely?"

"Why yes it does Danny. It sounds very wonderful." she replied as they both advanced on Tucker, who turned tail and ran away with Danny and Sam closing the gap fast. Poor Tucker.

So? What do you think? Does it suck or…? Oh and sorry that it's rushed, my brain is fried. God, I should really *yawns* get some sleep. But I told my friend Hermystar (she has an account, go check her out) that I would update some more of my stories before I put up the first chapter of a Danny Phantom & Harry Potter crossover that I'm literally dying to put up. So I have to work on my stories some more. I know that she wouldn't really care if I just went ahead and posted it but stiil. I feel like I'll just update one more story, then I'll post The HP & DP cross. Hey, and how many of you have ever noticed that both of the series' names end with a 'P'?

Hugs and Kisses,

~V -SamManson14