Chapter 13:

Sam POV-

"Hey Sam, you alright?" Danny asked as we walked into lunch together.

"I'm fine," I brushed it off, "I'm a big girl."

"I know it's just that…um…" he stuttered.

I chuckled, giving him a kiss, "Relax. So the cheerleaders gave me a hard time, big deal. How'd it go for you?"

"Um…actually, a lot better than expected," he blushed, rubbing my neck sheepishly.

I rolled my eyes and chuckled again.

"Boys, I swear!" I exclaimed, "You're enemies since first grade, than one finds out that the other had sex and suddenly you're best buddies."

"We're not best buddies…" he replied defensively.

I rolled her eyes again, "Okkaaay, Danny, whatever you say."

"So…you want to know who I think Paulina slept with," Danny supplied quietly whispering in my ear.

"You're kidding me, right? I know she tried on you but I didn't think she was actually serious. Who?!" I asked.

"Jacob Erik," he told me. I have known Jack vaguely since first grade. He's actually a few rungs lower than us, socially, and I'm pretty sure he's captain of the chess team, but he wasn't a bad looking kid. He had white-blonde hair, like the kind you can only be born with, and pale blue-green eyes. Clearly, Paulina was hoping that whatever kid she gets has white-blonde hair so that she can say it came from Phantom.

"How do you know?" I questioned.

"Well, he seemed a little too smug when Dash shoved him into a locker today," Danny pointed out.

"Poor guy doesn't even know what he's getting into," I remarked and we took our seats at our lunch table, "and, worse yet, her kid is going to be in school with our kids!"

"Yeah, that sucks," Tucker chimed in, "And I heard your folks kicked you out, tough break. I'm sorry, Sam."

I shook my head, "You know what, I'm over it." And, honestly, I am, at least for the most part. I'm sure there are still some emotions that I have internalized, but for right now, I wasn't going to let it bother me.

"Good for you," Tucker said, taking a bite of what might have been meatloaf…or cow turd, you can never be sure with school food.

"So, guess what Tuck?" Danny asked with a smirk. Knowing what he was going to say, I grinned, Tucker was going to flip.

"Mhmm," Tucker said through a mouth full of food.

"Sam has ghost powers too," he whispered and I smirked at his open-mouthed reaction.

"What? No fair!" Tucker exclaimed, "You, Sam, and your kids? Am I the only one who doesn't get any of this?"

"Well, you and Jazz. But, if it makes you feel any better, we don't know if it's permanent yet, or if it's just because I'm pregnant," I told him.

"Hey, you can get some too if you're willing to step into the portal," Danny smirked, knowing that there was no way Tucker would ever have the guts (or the tolerance for pain) to actually go through with that.

"Hey, no way man! I was there when it happened to you. I'm not getting shocked and half-dead," Tucker protested.

"Then stop complaining," Danny smirked again, taking a sip of his chocolate milk while Tucker glared at him.

"How do you think it happened?" Tucker asked.

"Well," I interjected, "I have a theory," the boys looked at me like they were indicating that I should continue. "Okay, well, my blood goes to the babies and their blood goes to me, right?" I asked and they nodded, "so, if their blood has ectoplasm…"

"Then you would have the ectoplasm mixed with your blood, giving you ghost powers," Danny finished.

"Exactly," I told him, "The only question is if the ectoplasm has affected my DNA or not, because if it has, then this will be permanent."

"Hmm…maybe I should train you…" Danny mused.

"How about next week, after the dizziness goes away," I grinned.

"Hey guys," I heard a voice behind us.

All three of us turned around to see Valerie standing there.

"Um…hi Valerie," I replied awkwardly. It's a pretty well-known fact that Valerie dislikes most of this table, or at least the most of us that aren't Danny, and it's a well-known fact that I'm not exactly her biggest fan either.

"Mind if I sit down?" she asked. I nodded awkwardly and she took the seat opposite of me.

She looked at me for a few seconds.

"So, I…heard," she cleared her throat.

"Really? Join the club," I replied sarcastically gesturing to the rest of the cafeteria.

She ignored me, "My mom got pregnant with me at seventeen," she said, now, that, I didn't know, and it took me a little off guard, "Before she died…she told me how hard it was. So, I guess, I kind of know what you're going through."

I didn't say anything, I simply nodded in understanding.

"So um…how far are you?" she asked.

"Twelve weeks," I replied and she nodded in response than she laughed, a little humorlessly.

"You know, I always knew you two would get together eventually. Even when Danny and I were dating, all he would talk about was you," she smiled reminiscently, "So when did you guys finally get together?"

"We were both drunk one night and…well…" I replied, laughing awkwardly. Valerie nodded like she was thinking about something else.

"So do you know what you're having yet?" she wondered.

"Not yet, we still have to wait a few weeks to find out the genders," I told her.

"Genders?" she questioned.

"Oh, yeah, we're having twins," I informed her.

Her eyes widened, "Wow! Twins?"

"Yep," I stated.

"Wow…um, well, congratulations, I guess?" she replied awkwardly like she didn't know if she should congratulate us or not.

"Um…Thanks?" I replied because I didn't know if I should accept her congratulations or not.

"Well, I guess I'll talk to you later," she said before leaving the table. Danny, Tucker, and I shared a look.

"Well, that was weird," Danny said what we were all thinking.