Well, I must admit, this is one of the simplest stories that I have started, probably since the chapters are so short, but anyway, still read and review, please? Thanx to those who did! Ya all made me happy! Oh, and hello people who read but don't review! You count as a hit, which is a little less happier than a review, but still!

All clases where mostly quite, except for the rumors of the kids that talked about Sam's new fashion statements. Of course, people talked about her being bipolar, but the one's shocked the most where Tucker and the still confused Danny. He still didnt' figure out why did Sam decided to change so drastically and for some reason, she didn't wanna tell him.

"Come on Sam! Who are you changing for?" He whispered in english class while Lancer was facing the chalkboard, oblivious of the many chatting students.

She turned her head quickly to her left, coming face to face with a pleading looking Danny. "I... changed for myself."

"I know you better than that." He replied crossing his arms. She had to do much better to trick him! Or so he thought...

"What, there HAS to be someone else involved with my personal opinions? I don't think so!" She glared, but remembered that she had to stop thinking like an individual to get him to like her. "Okay, so there's someone I wanted to impress, no big deal."

"Who?" He asked, making Sam roll her eyes and change her attention to the blabbing teacher and ignoring Danny's constant questioning. Sometimes he was just too clueless for her likes, why did she like him in the first place? It wasn't his looks, there were many other pretty boys in the world, no, it was him. Not his ghost half or his brave and macho-like side, just the nice, sweet and gentle boy that stole her heart so long ago. That's why she changed, she wanted her heart back, maybe with the boy included.

After class, finally lunch arrived and the trio went to the cafeteria, only to get stopped in the middle of the hallway by none other than Dash Baxter.

"So... you're a hottie now?" He asked, surprise clear on his voice.

She held the urge to say something nasty and just smiled; something that she didn't do very often now days. "I guess you could say that."

"WHAT!?" Both Tucker and Danny snapped, turning their atention from Dash to Sam in less then a second.

"This is like, weird because you used to be a Goth freak a while ago..." He murmured but then smiled. "Well, now that you're not, wanna go out sometime?"

"No, she doesn't." Answered an overprotective ghost boy, grabbing her wrists and pulling her out of the way and into an empty classroom to talk, leaving an unlucky Tucker to get shoved inside a locker.

Sam pulled her hand out of Danny's grip after the classroom door closed and frowned angrily. "What the hell is your problem!?"

"He was flirting with you!" He pointed out but then couldn't help but yell some more. "You let him flirt with you! What's wrong with you?"

"Why do you care? It's my life, I can do what I want! Besides, what if I liked getting flirt around, huh? Ever wondered about how I feel?" She remarked while crossing her arms in a way she used to do so often.

He took a deep breath before answering normaly. "Now there's the Sam I know and lo-... erm... well, there, you're yourself again!"

She rolled her eyes and turned to leave angrily, not even paying attention to him anymore. The rage inside of her was growing, which wasn't good since she did this for him to begin with. She sighed quietly and turned to see green eyes slowly fading to a soft sky blue in a look of concern as new tears found her eyes.

"Sam, what's wrong? I'm sorry, I-I..." He started, placing his hands on her shoulders delicately, trying to make her feel better. "I'm so sorry."

"What for? You were just trying to protect me..." She said as she calmed down, trying her hardest to control the tears that were daring to fall again. "Although I was fine by myself."

"Listen Sammy..." He whispered while he hugged her, making her shiver at the hot breath on her ear. "I was just worried because now there are too many people to call your attention."

She pulled back slowly and looked at him with penetrating violet eyes. "So what if they call my attention?"

"Then you wouldn't hang out with us anymore..." He sighed hestiantelly.

"So that's why?" She asked, her voice raising in anger once more. "Just because I might not hang with you guys as much you think you had the right to interfear with my life!?"

He didn't answer immediatelly, she had a point. Was that really why he didn't like it when Dash was around? No. He was trying to steal Sam; his Sam.

"You are a part of me..." He whispered hoping to let go of some frustrated love without her noticing, but failed.

She looked up to his light eyes and cocked her head slowly. "What do you mean?"

He immediatelly scratched the back of his head nervously and coughed, trying to hide his nervousness. "Erm... your a part of... team Phantom...?"

Neither one of them spoke for several minutes; he was busy fighting with himself for being such a coward and she was busy fighting with her logic that popped in the back of her head telling her to let go of the act and turn back to being her, even if he wouldn't like her. She had to stop this, and she knew it, but she didn't. She was hard headed and wasn't going to let go of her plan this easely, even if the odds of nature didn't agree with her.

"Sam? I have to tell you something." Danny said softly, waking her up from her daze. "It's pretty important."

"It doesn't matter, I won't bother you with my problems if you just stay away from them." She answered coldly, walking away to the door while swinging her hips. "Oh, and if you even want to keep me in your team, you better watch your mouth."

She walked out quickly and looked at her fuzzy pink watch; it was starting to get late for class. She wasn't going though, she had too much to think about so she just walked the opposite side and out the doors of school, where she found Mr. Lancer, rushing his way to his classroom.

"And where do you think you're going, Miss... Manson?" He asked with a shocked expression on his face.

"I erm..." Now what, she was caught! And the least that she wanted was to stay in school with Danny. "My parents are leaving to Paris so I'm going to say goodbye!"

"Well... I guess that's acceptable..." He murmured but frowned slowly. "Remember to bring an excuse or else you will get detention tomorrow."

"Fine." She mumbled and ran for it, getting tired rather quickly for running in high heels. Luckly, once she was out of breath, her mansion was really close so she could easily walk toward it. When she reached it, she was surprised to find a note on the kitchen table adressed to her.

Dear Sammikins:

We went on a trip to Europ for the whole month; we know you won't bother or care in any possible way. Anyway, make sure to get rid of the killing boa in the basement and for the love of God, clean up your room!

Mom & Dad

She couldn't believe it, they were actually gone! It had been perfect! Under the note, she found a second one, this one written in a very familiar handwriting.

Sam:

I've been invited to a bowling party with my old friends; I hope you don't mind. To make it up to you, we can have a kareoke party once I'm back with all your little friends if you want! Oh, it'll be so much fun! You have my permission to bring any friend of yours over, just don't do something I wouldn't do.

Love,

Granny

Well, now she was alone. Really alone. Of course, she could bring friends over, but well, after today, she wasn't even sure if Danny and Tucker were still her friends.

"Oh my God, Tucker!" She yelled, grabbing her cell phone to dial Danny and beg him to open the locker he was stuck in.