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I'm adding this little thing to all of my updated stories for today, so someone has to read it. I thought having another account would allow me to separate some of my different stories from my main stories, and for a while, I had a lot of fun with it, but I can't ever find time to update them anymore because I'm always updating my main stories. So, the Danny Phantom fics will be moved to my Lateraina Wolf account sometime here in the next month. The Harry Potter, CSI, and Sweep fanfics however, will remain in my Sahira Flame account. But, these stories will soon be a part of my story list, even though they are not new.
Book One: Blessed Ones, Grease Remix, and The Musical; coming soon!
Chapter Five
Sam:
Part One
I'm standing here until you make me move
I yawned sleepily as I turned off my headphones and spun my combination on my locker. Another school day ahead of me…swell.
"Morning." I turned around to see Danny lean up against the lockers near mine.
"Ready for tonight?" I asked, knowing this would lighten his mood.
"What's tonight?" he said.
I rolled my eyes, loving the fact that my best friend had both the attention span and memory span of a small child. "The whole, double date thing."
"It's not a date," he automatically said.
"I know that," I told him. "Should be interesting." Inside I was laughing. I loved to torment Danny. He and his sister were so fun to mess with because both of them had no common sense. Heck, I loved to torment him by comparing him to his sister in fact.
"Hey you guys," said a voice.
Valerie walked over to us, closely followed by Tucker. This was slightly strange. I'd never known Tucker to be so….friendly towards her after everything that'd been going on with her ghost hunting issues. You know…where she tried to pummel Danny into the ground every chance she got? It didn't make sense. Which is what confused me.
"So, question for you three," Valerie said. I'd assume, since a) she'd said three, and b) Tucker looked confused, she hadn't said whatever she was going to yet. "How would you guys like to help out decorating the gym for the Spring Formal?"
"What Spring Formal?" Danny and I asked together. He glanced over at me and I looked away first, back to Valerie.
"It's this Friday. I completely forgot about it," she said. "But yeah, Donna Tonam's the head of decorations, along with Jazz," she said, nodding to Danny.
"Of course she is," Danny grumbled. "What isn't she a part of in this school?"
"But she said she'd need all the help she could get. Including a few strong boys to lift the heavy things," she said, glancing between Tucker and Danny.
"And are Paulina and the other little prisses going to be there?" I asked. Go ahead and give me the chance to punch Paulina outside of school hours.
"Maybe," Valerie said. "But…surely, together, you'll work around her."
I was beginning to wonder why she had said, 'together' the way she had and I exchanged glances with Danny. His expression told me he'd caught the same thing. And right now, I had a feeling we both shared the same ideas.
Something….was going on.
"Okay, not to sound rude, but what the heck is going on?" Danny asked.
"Screw the rude, what the heck is going on?" I agreed.
"Nothing," both Tucker and Valerie replied together.
This automatically gave me the hint, that whatever it was, both of them were in on it together because I hadn't even given a thought towards Tucker.
Tucker seemed to realize this too because he quickly tried to redeem himself. "I meant, there's nothing going on from where I'm standing. I'm just saying I think it would be a good idea to do decorations."
"Why?" I challenged.
"Because we get out of morning classes for the next three days if we sign up," Valerie said.
"Really?" Danny asked, looking like he didn't believe her.
"Sure thing. As long as we talk to Donna, but…" she trailed off.
"What?" Danny and I asked together. I looked at him once and then back at her.
"I kind of already told Donna that you guys would help, because I figured you guys might want to help," she said, looking like she was preparing herself for a big death match.
Which she was so going to get.
"You what?" I asked, feeling my eyes widen. "I've never participated in any school related activities for a reason."
"If there was an environmental club, you would," she said.
"This is not an environmental club. And just because--"
"Sam," Danny said, cutting me off.
"What?" I asked.
"It won't be so bad," he said. I stared at him. What was he so agreeable about? And then it hit me. Paulina was going to be there. Of course he wanted to do it.
"It won't be so bad," I mocked, rolling my eyes. "Ha ha, that's what everyone says."
"Come on Sam, you have to admit, Danny's got a point," Tucker said. "Besides that, we get out of class. That's like the best part."
"And just as long as you go with the theme, I'm sure Donna won't have a problem with you going freestyle with the painting," Valerie added.
I groaned and glanced at Danny. Didn't I wish he could read my thoughts right now…. He shrugged and I caved.
"Fine," I grumbled. I couldn't believe I was doing this.
"Great, follow me. All the teachers know what we're doing, so we don't even need to go tell them. We're all meeting in the gym," Valerie said excitedly.
I gave Danny a glare and reluctantly followed her and Tucker towards the gym, Danny walking beside me. I still couldn't believe I was doing this.
Valerie was flipping through a magazine, reading one of those quizzes from what I could tell. She read one aloud.
"What is your dream date's favorite color?" At first, I thought she was talking to herself, but she was looking at all of us. How in the heck was I supposed to know?
"Yellow," Tucker said.
"Pink," Danny said. Hint hint, his was kind of obvious who he was talking about. Disgusting.
"What about you Sam?" Valerie asked.
"Blue," I said randomly. Of course, it didn't occur to me just what I'd done until Tucker started laughing. I stopped and quickly—
"Isn't Danny's favorite color blue?" Tucker asked.
"I thought we were talking about celebrities," I said fast. Even Danny didn't look convinced and it didn't take much for him to fall for tricks sometimes. "Because, Johnny Depp's favorite color is blue I mean."
"Your dream date is Johnny Depp?" Valerie asked.
"Actually, Johnny Depp's favorite color is black," said a voice.
We had reached the gym and were now being trailed by Paulina. Such a fine way to spoil my mood. She really knew how to be annoying.
"It said so in this winter's issue when they were talking about the sequel to Pirates of the Caribbean," she continued.
"Fascinating," I said sarcastically.
"Are you here for decorations?" she asked. No, we're here to watch you shake your pom poms, I said secretly. With how my friends had been acting this morning, they'd probably yell at me and I was not in the mood to put up a protest at the moment.
"Yes, we are," Valerie said happily. "All four of us."
"Okay," Paulina said. "The theme is Starry Night. Donna wants this side of the gym to be completely…"
I tugged on Danny's arm and turned to him while Paulina and Valerie were talking. "Starry Night? As in the painting by Van Gogh?"
"Probably," Danny replied. He never really does give you a straight, yes or no answer.
But still…the fact that the theme to a Spring Formal was actually based off one of the coolest artists ever, I was slightly freaked. Our dances had never been like that before.
"Everyone got it?" Paulina asked. Before we answered, she clapped her hands together. "Great. We get to leave early for lunch too."
"Nice," Tucker said, rubbing his hands together eagerly.
Valerie bent down and picked up two cans of black paint. "Let's go over to that wall and start. Paulina says the ladders are free for a while, so we might as well start there." She led us over to the wall she had pointed to.
"You're not afraid of heights, are you?" she asked with a grin.
Danny and I exchanged glances and shared a secret smile. Like we were afraid of heights after all the times we'd flown alone together.
"No," Danny said. "No, I think we're good."
"Sam, Danny, you get this ladder. Tucker and I can get this one, and we'll meet in the middle. Sound good?" Valerie asked.
I stared around absentmindedly, staring at the just started gym decorations. So far, the bleachers had been swept and people were painting, but besides that, nothing else was really done. This would take a lot of work.
"Yeah," I said vaguely.
Danny held out his hand. "After you beautiful."
I certainly snapped back into attention then and turned back to him, my eyes narrowed. "Danny, I told you not to call me that."
He smiled. "Because you blush…"
"Shut up, no I don't," I said. I wondered how convincing I was even though I felt my own cheeks turn warm. Why did he do this to me?
"Uh huh," he said, holding out his hand again.
I swatted it away playfully and climbed up the ladder on my own, but that didn't mean my way wasn't complicated. Danny was trying to tickle the back of my knees the first few steps, but then he was most likely afraid I'd fall if he did it any higher and stopped. Ah, such a gentleman.
He climbed up on the other side and I glanced between the two steps and met his eyes. He smiled. "See? This isn't so bad after all, is it?"
"Whatever," I told him, reaching my hand through and poking his stomach.
"Oh, come on. Tell me you're not having a little bit of fun," he asked.
"Whatever," I repeated.
"Hey guys, don't you need…you know, paint?" Tucker asked behind me. I suddenly realized I hadn't grabbed a can and brought it up with me and judging by the look on Danny's face, he hadn't either.
"Oops," I said. I started to climb down, but Danny stopped me.
"I'll get it," he offered.
"No, it's fine," I argued.
"Sam, I got it," he protested back.
"Oh for the love of god, here," Tucker's voice said. I glanced back at him carefully, hanging onto the edge while trying to keep my balance. He held out a can of black paint towards me, shaking his head.
"If you guys bicker so much, why don't you just get married?" Valerie asked from the other side of Tucker's ladder.
Tucker laughed and his hand accidentally slipped on the handle of the can. I lurched forwards and caught it just in time, but the ladder swayed in the same moment and I felt myself fall. I yelled, but then suddenly felt someone grab me, still continuing to fall however.
Before we hit the ground, I figured out that Danny had caught me and we hit hard. But I was on top of him and it didn't hurt me in the slightest. The part that did catch me off guard was the paint can that splashed on top of us both and soaked us in black paint. That was not my top priority.
"Danny, are you okay?" I asked, sliding over next to him and getting up.
He closed his eyes for a second and groaned, holding his head. And he wasn't joking either. I knew the difference. "Danny?"
There were several shouts and Valerie and Tucker joined us on the ground, slipping in the paint. "Danny, man, are you okay?"
He opened his eyes and blinked several times. "Ow," he muttered. I helped him to sit up slowly, rubbing his back with my hands. He looked like he was having problems concentrating.
"Danny, how many fingers am I holding up?" I asked, holding up two fingers.
Danny looked at my fingers and said, "Four," quietly. I grimaced. Great, he'd hit his head really hard. "Okay, nurse's office. Tucker, help me out here."
Tucker bent down and we both put one each of Danny's arms around our shoulders, standing up. I glanced at Danny from underneath my arm. His face was pale, but he didn't seem to be bleeding any.
"Okay, don't worry. We've just got to get you an ice pack or something. You'll be okay," I told him. I felt like I was talking to myself more. I didn't usually panic unless I knew Danny was seriously hurt. And for once, he didn't object.
"You know, you don't always have to save me," I told Danny ten minutes later. He glanced at me, his blue eyes still glazed over, but they were starting to look clearer. I helped to keep an ice pack to the back of his head, which thanks to me, now had a rather large bump on it.
"Why not?" he asked. "We both would have fallen anyways. You were taking the ladder down too. I just figured it would be easier if one of us was only hurting in the end."
"Well…thank you," I said. I bit my lip. "I'm sorry Danny."
"You didn't do anything. Just a little accident," he said. "I should know about accidents after all." He grinned crookedly and I smiled.
"You're such a dork," I stated.
"Thanks," he said sarcastically.
I put my hand on his shoulder. "But you're a sweet dork."
"That doesn't make me feel any better," he said.
Right now, we were sitting just outside the nurse's office. Tucker had bailed on us of course. Chicken. But the nurse wouldn't let us come inside her room anyway with the way we were.
We were both covered in black paint. I had it up and down the back of me more and Danny was just splattered down his front. He looked like he had half a mustache. I suddenly thought of this and laughed.
"What?" he asked.
I touched the area under his chin lightly with my free hand. "You've got stubble Danny."
He rolled his eyes. "Shut up."
"This was fun," I sighed. "We should have paint fights more often."
"We didn't have a paint fight, did we?" he asked.
I couldn't believe how gullible he was. "Yes, Danny, don't you remember? We had a paint fight right before we fell."
"No, I don't remember," he said, thinking. He made a pained face, quickly stopping. "When did this happen?"
"It never did Danny," I told him honestly. "Did you really hit your head that hard?"
"Why do you screw with me?" he asked.
"I don't swing that way Danny," I said, grinning.
He looked at me. "Ha ha, that's not what I meant. I meant…oh whatever. I thought you were serious. Try not to sound so serious."
"Try not to be so gullible," I challenged again. I quickly checked the back of his head, but the bump was still the size it had been. "We need a bed to lay on," I said to myself.
Danny snorted and I realized what I'd said, even though I hadn't meant it that way and smacked him in the chest. "That is not what I meant."
"Then what did you mean exactly?" he asked, closing his eyes and wiping paint from his nose.
"I meant, it would be more comfortable probably," I said. "For you." He still laughed and I sighed. "Either way I say this, your dirty little mind is going to take you differently, so I might as well, quit while I'm ahead, huh?"
"Yeah," he said, yawning.
"Tired?" I asked.
He shrugged. "Yeah, just a little. After you guys left last night, The Box Ghost showed up as usual. Same old, same old."
"And we went home around one," I remembered. "How late were you up?"
He yawned again. "Three maybe."
"Next time I'll stay with you," I told him.
"Nah, it's okay. Can't have both of us falling asleep together, can we?"
I smacked him again and he broke into hysterical laughter. I finally let go and laughed along with him. It was moments like these that I enjoyed most.
Ah, that was sweet, huh? It's funny that they still don't realize how obviously in love they are with each other. Well, I had no intention of updating this one, but it turned out I did anyways. Busy busy.
Please R&R! Here's your sneak peek. (For those of you who have read The Elevator Game series, I know Dash's POV should have come in a while ago, but not in this story) Instead, it goes back to Valerie's point of view again. Enjoy!
Chapter Six: Valerie: Part Two
"So…what's with the whole 'beautiful' joke?" I asked. "I don't get it. Why doesn't she liked to be called beautiful?"
Tucker burst into laughter. "Oh, you wouldn't believe it. It's an old story. When Danny and Sam first met…maybe a few days after, he started saying, "Hey Beautiful" to her all the time. It's funny because insides she likes it and she blushes all the time."
"So she doesn't get the hint that he likes her then?" I asked.
"Well…not really. But she might after tonight's date," Tucker said with a grin.
I looked over at him. "What idea did you come up with?"
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