Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, blah blah blah

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, blah blah blah.

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Chapter 2: Wrong Number

It was now eighth period and the three teens were sitting in a row along the back of the science classroom. Sam and Danny had been awkward around each other pretty much all day as Sam had figured. It was only now that the day was ending that they were no longer being awkward. Awkward was no longer the right word, you would need a much stronger word to describe what they were at that point. All day, no one had spoken of what had happened in homeroom that day.

They all knew that the bell would ring soon, signaling that they could go home. This would usually have induced a sigh of relief from the tongue-tied couple. However, today was not a day like that. Today they were going back to Sam's house to study for finals…alone.

Finally, the bell rings.

Each of them slips out of the classroom quickly and dumps their things at their locker before meeting outside the school doors.

"So…we still going back to my house?" Sam asks, hoping for a no and a yes at the same time.

"I guess so, yeah" Danny says, glad he still has the nerves to talk to her at all.

"Okay," she lets out the breath she was holding in. "Bye Tuck!"

They both say goodbye and walk off in the direction of Sam's house, leaving Tucker to walk home by himself.

It's a silent walk to the house and just as silent inside.

They are up in Sam's room now. Sam is sitting on the edge of her bed and Danny is standing a little ways away.

"So…today was, uhm, awkward?" Danny says after he can't take the silence anymore.

"What do you mean? How so? Nothing happened." Sam isn't stupid, she remembers, but if she acts dumb maybe he'll let the topic drop.

"Nothing happened?!" Nope…apparently he won't. "Of course something happened! Everyone in school saw us in homeroom!"

"Hmm…I just don't seem to remember anything," She knew he wasn't going to drop it but it seemed like a fun idea to anger him.

"You don't remember? You don't remember that I was…hmm…" He walks up to her and stands right in front of her, touching her, although she's below him. "About this close to you?"

Sam lets out a nervous breath. "No, I don't remember that."

Danny pushes her backwards onto her bed and climbs up on top of her, pushing himself against her and pushing her against the bed like he had against the wall.

"You don't remember standing against that wall with me? Just like this?" He emphasizes the last sentence with his breath against her lips.

Sam starts to shake slightly, "Not really."

"Do you remember this?" Danny asks slyly. He leans in almost as if to kiss her and their faces become closer and closer…

Suddenly, the phone rings and the two jump up and Sam straightens out her skirt and shirt before answering it, quickly and nervously saying hello.

Danny had been so shocked that he had phased right through the floor. When he comes back up into her room she smiles, "it was just a wrong number"

"Damnit." He says under his breath.

"What was that?" She asks smiling.

"Oh, uh, nothing." He blushes.

Okay, so that kinda sucked but I haven't written anything in forever. Well, review it and I'll finish it. I need a couple good reviews before I'll bother though.

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