The Little Goth Girl

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Chapter 9

Sam groaned as the first peak of daylight broke through her window. She pulled the covers over head hoping to erase it, but it didn't last long. She finally pulled back the blanket when she felt it getting to warm and stuffy in there. She settled with just covering her eyes with her forearm and closing them. With a deep sigh she settled back into her covers before letting one of her memories soothe her worried spirit.

"Look Danny!" Sam called out to her friend. The thirteen year old boy smiled over at her and walked in her direction.

"What is it?" He asked as he stopped by her side. They were currently sitting on top of a hill in the park. Sam was sitting down, her back leaning against a tree, and her eyes directed up at the dozens of constellations in the night sky. She sighed contentedly as she felt Danny sit down beside her, his arm slightly brushing against hers.

"Isn't it beautiful?" She asked him. He nodded.

"Yeah, I can't wait until I can go into space and see them up close." He sighed. She smiled and glanced at him.

"You want to be an astronaut?" She asked him. He nodded. She pursed her lips, "What if you don't make it?" She asked. He looked at her and her heart jolted at the sudden eye contact.

"Then I'll find some other way." He said with a smile. She gave out a small laugh and looked back up at the sky.

"How can you stay so positive?" She asked. He shrugged.

"Someone has to be." He said with a toothy grin. She made a face and smiled.

"Ok then Arnold."** She laughed. They both shared a laugh, before the night returned to its calm quietness. Sam and Danny remained staring up at the stars.

"Sam can I ask you something?" Danny said hesitantly. Sam didn't turn her gaze.

"You just did." She said, he gave her a pointed look before cracking a grin.

"Touché." He said, "But seriously though, why did you flip out when Stacey Anderson made that one comment?" He asked. She furrowed her brows and he noticed her hands ball into fists.

"Which one?" She asked. He frowned.

"The one about your lips? Why would you get so angry over having shabby lips?" He asked. Sam mentally laughed, he really didn't have a clue about girls.

"It wasn't the shabby lips that got me upset...it was what she said afterwards-about being a terrible kisser." She said. He raised an eyebrow.

"But you've never kissed anyone, why would that bother you?" He asked. She fidgeted her fingers and looked down into her lap.

"Because...because what if I do kiss someone one day...and it's horrible." She said, "What if Stacey is right? What if I am a horrible kisser?" She said looking up at him. He swallowed.

"But what if you aren't?" He asked. She laughed ruefully.

"Then lucky me." She said coldly. He scooted closer to her.

"Do you want to find out?" He asked. She blinked up at him in surprise.

"What? You mean...you want to be my first kiss?" She stammered, "What if I suck? What if I so something wrong?" She asked. He smiled.

"Then you'll know, but you might not be bad. Besides, this can be our secret. And if anyone finds out, we can say it was a fake-out make out ." He said. She rose an eyebrow.

"Fake out make out?" She asked with a bit of a taunt. He shrugged and smiled sheepishly.

"I don't know, it was just something Jazz called it when she kissed Randy Sardin to escape cleaning the chalk board erasers." He said nonchalantly. She chuckled and straightened herself a bit.

"So...you don't mind?" She asked. He smiled warmly at her.

"No, besides what are friends for if not to help their friend conquer their fear?" He said playfully, she but her lip nervously, "We don't have to Sam." He said assuringly. She shook her head.

"No, no...I just...I can't believe you would actually do this for me." She said softly, she looked up at the stars and sucked in a shaky breath. She turned her body to face Danny, who in turn had done the same.

"Ready?" He asked. She felt her muscles tense and her heart beating wildly, he must have noticed this because he said, "Just relax Sam." He said. She nodded and swallowed thickly.

She shuddered inwardly when his hand cupped her cheek, they both leaned in slowly, she saw took this moment to stare into his baby blue eyes, "I'm scared." She whispered to him. He leant a little bit closer.

"Don't worry, I won't bite." He said, "Unless you want me too." He cheekily said, she snickered at his cheesy punch line. She then shifted a little closer to him until their lips were an inch apart. She saw him close his eyes and did the same. Without warning their lips crashed together.

To Sam, time must have frozen because she felt like she was there for an eternity, she could feel electrical currents speeding down her body and filling her up, she could've sworn she both saw and heard fireworks.

She felt Danny's lips slowly leave hers, but her eyes remained closed and her lips parted. She slowly cracked her eyes opened and touched her tingling lips. She looked up at him and smiled lopsidedly, "...wow..." She breathed. He smiled.

"See?" He began, "That wasn't so bad." He remarked. She chuckled, still in a daze from the kiss.

"Yeah, you are correct sir." She joked. He laughed warmheartedly. He brought her into a friendly hug, Sam was taken aback but slowly she wrapped her own arms around him.

"Don't worry about what other people say Sam," he started, "because they are wrong." He finished. She smiled into his shoulder, but she knew that she made a mistake on her part. She had confirmed what she didn't want to...

As Sam came back to the world of the living, she couldn't help but recall a slight bit of the memory she had. That seemed so long ago, but yet it wasn't. Ever since that night she had confirmed that she indeed did love her friend, but whether he loved her...she didn't know.

They never brought up that day, in fact it was as if it didn't happen. Not that she minded, the more it was out of the picture, the more she was capable of trying to not be in love with him.

She sighed and rose up out of bed, stretching, she felt her body come back to life. She walked to the mirror and stared at her fourteen year old self. It seemed like only yesterday she was eight and playing tag with her two best buds. She grabbed her brush and began to comb her hair.

When did life go by so fast? She thought, with a grim look she set her brush down. She was startled out of her thoughts when her door suddenly swung open.

"Samantha." Vlad's voice echoed in her room, she spun around to face his dark looming form, "Today is the day." He said. She pressed herself against the dresser.

"You mean for another shot?" She asked, mentally cursing at the slight tremble in her voice. He narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

"No you dolt, the day you stop Daniel from entering that portal!" He said. Sam's eyes widened and she gulped. No...she thought.

Uh-oh...this cannot end well...what do you think will happen? Will Sam mess up? And why is Vlad so dead set on preventing the portal incident? What secret could he be hiding?

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'Lyssa

Author and Teenager