Boarding School: Summer Edition

So, I rewrote Boarding School and gave it a new name…well, kinda. I really hated the first one and I wasn't proud of it, so this is the result. For this story, let's say that Sam gets eight weeks and a few days of summer, starting in July. It may not be completely accurate but at least I have a time planned out.

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or Star Wars, no disrespect to Yoda loving fans out there…you'll see why if you read it.

Chapter 1: Friday July 3, 2009

Sam stared back at the hulking building, a place that she had called school and nicknamed home for the past 4 years. She sighed and pulled her eyes from the building and to the ground. Now, it was summer and she would once again leave it, and with it, most of her friends.

"Hey Sammie!" Paulina shouted as she rushed past the Goth girl.

"Take your time, Pauli! You might hurt somebody!" Sam called after her friend. Paulina a.k.a. Pauli glanced back at Sam and gave her a big smile before continuing to run. Sam smiled to herself. At least she wouldn't be completely friendless during the summer. Paulina lived close by to Sam, not in Amity, but a neighbouring town that was barely an hour's drive away.

Sam had lived in Amity for the whole of her life…well, for the whole part of her life she could remember. She had mysteriously lost her memory at the age of six. She didn't know her name, where she lived or what she was doing in a basement with a stranger with green eyes and snowy hair that day. That was her first ever memory. She had screamed and ran at the same time, the stranger staring at her with an even stranger look in his eyes.

Sam looked up at the sky, stopping herself from reliving the terrifying moment again. She redirected her thoughts to any other friend she had that lived close to her. Star would be stopping by too. Maybe she could have a little sleepover at her house one night with both of them. And that was her list.

'I need new friends,' Sam thought.

'About time you decided that!' Lily shouted back. Sam rolled her eyes, jammed her hands into the pockets of her sweater and continued walking toward the limousine that awaited her. Lily was her alter ego and sometimes she could get annoying.

'And maybe you could meet some guys, Sam. Is that too much to give to your favourite person in your head?' Lily asked, innocently.

"Hey Stephen," Sam called to her chauffeur, ignoring her inner voice.

"Hello Samantha,' Stephen replied, turning in his seat to acknowledge Sam. They were used to each other and they had their ways of communicating. She would be allowed to open the door for herself and he wouldn't have to call her 'Madam'. It was the only relationship that Sam had with a male that worked.

'Pathetic,' Lily said and rolled her eyes. She crossed her arms and plopped herself down in Sam's head.

'Men are not my specialty. I've been attending an all girls' boarding school for the past 4 years! I have been nowhere close to the opposite sex!' Sam said, exasperated.

'That's why this summer can be uplifting and…you can go exploring! And discover new species!' Lily said all starry-eyed. Sam mentally raised an eyebrow.

'Are we talking about the same thing?' Sam asked Lily. Lily shook her head and emerged from her reverie.

'Oh, yeah. We were,' Lily responded, giving Sam a wide smile. Sam mentally rolled her eyes again and thought of how much of a freak she was.

'I can hear you,' Lily pointed out.

'Freak,' Sam continued.

~~~*~~~

"Hey mom! Hi dad! I'm home!" Sam yelled as she opened the door.

"Oh! Sammie-kins! You're home!" Mrs. Manson shouted as she rushed down the stairs and straight into Sam. Sam's eyes widened as her mother embraced her. She hadn't expected them to be home. They were usually on a trip somewhere that she'd never heard about.

"Samantha. How nice to see you again! I never knew you were coming up this week. When are you due back, honey?" Mr. Manson asked as he carefully walked down the stairs. Sam managed to stop herself from rolling her eyes and scowling at her parents. Of course. That's why they weren't on any cruise somewhere; they hadn't remembered that she'd be coming home for summer. Her mother pulled away and Sam could see the strain beneath the fake smile. Her mother and father glanced quickly at each other. Sam sighed and put on a perfect fake smile.

"I'm on summer vacation, dad. Remember? You asked if I wanted to come with you and mom to Japan this year…I didn't expect you to still be here. It's nice of you to delay your flight and welcome me home," Sam lied.

'It'll be better this way,' Sam thought sadly. Oh how she hated to play the hypocrite.

'You're so right, Sammie! Let's plan a party!' Lily started dancing in Sam's head.

'How original. Having a party when the parents are gone. I'm just jumping with joy. Yayy,' Sam thought dryly. Lily pouted at Sam's response and crossed her hands over her chest.

'Something is wrong with you Sam!' Lily yelled, angrily. Sam cringed, for she knew that something had to be wrong with her. She felt so different than other people. She was different from other people. Not only was she insanely rich, but her social life was almost non-existent. Cross that out. It was non-existent. She watched her parent's faces and she could guess what they were thinking.

'That's not a bad idea. Sometimes I actually like this kid.' That was probably what her dad was thinking as he gained a pensive look and raised his hand to his chin in thought. Her mom on the other hand was probably thinking, 'Oooo! Japan! How long will it take to get there? Maybe we can spend 8 weeks in the country and a week out on a cruise so that by the time we get back, Sammie will be at school again!' Yes, Sam could almost read their shallow minds.

"How correct you are Samantha!" Her father exclaimed.

"We were planning to leave today, but we just had to see you," her mother gushed, losing no time in contributing to the lie.

"But, unfortunately, we have to leave tomorrow morning, first thing. Before anyone is up," Mr. Manson said as he frowned.

"Business calls," Mrs. Manson said, putting on a fake sad face and resting her hands on Sam's shoulders as if consoling her. Sam fought against the force that wanted to tug her mouth into a smile. She came up with a crooked smile/frown. No one could really tell so they just settled for their own explanation. Her parents decided that she was trying to hold back her tears. Lily thought it was a smile gone bad and that Sam would kill their cover if she didn't learn how to pout. Sam thought she was doing a pretty good sad face, considering how much she wanted to roll on the floor while pointing and laughing and calling them "the biggest idiots I have ever known…and I have known plenty".

"I can manage it. I'll just have Gary come and visit me," Sam said. Gary was her fake boyfriend. It made her parents less likely to interfere in her life.

'Once again…Gary! That is so not sexy!' Lily exclaimed, angrily as she recalled how Sam had totally ignored her when they were thinking up names. Lily had wanted Danny, Sam had chosen Gary. Sure they rhymed, but Gary? He sounded like a geek who thought that dressing up like Yoda was the coolest thing ever.

'Can't I even choose an imaginary boyfriend without someone breathing down my neck?' Sam asked Lily, monotonously.

'What you fail to understand my dear Sammie is that you are not always right! And sometimes your ideas suck! Ok, I admit it! I wanted to be nice, but nice girls don't get to eat cake! You are always wrong!' Lily yelled. Sam smirked mentally.

'So, you're the right one…all the time? And you get to eat cake?' Sam asked.

'Yes! You are finally correct!' Lily huffed, crossing her arms.

'I'm more messed up than I thought I was,' Sam said and tuned out Lily.

"We've barely started packing, that was what we were doing when you came," her mother said, removing her hands from Sam's shoulders.

"I think you two should get back to packing. I'll get settled just fine," Sam said, turning her smile/frown into a full blown smile.

"Oh, what a sweet, considerate child we have. Oh, and when Gary comes, tell him I adored those flowers he sent me and he shouldn't blame himself for not knowing I was allergic to them," Mrs. Manson said. She gave Sam one more smile and then she and her husband headed up the stairs. Sam smiled at them and as soon as their backs were turned, her smile turned into a smirk. She had been the one to send those flowers. And yes, she had known that her mother was allergic to them. That had been a glorious day. It had taken a month to get rid of every single red spot.

'Off to the room! Which is still in need of a makeover. A little pink won't strangle you Sammie,' Lily said, frowning at the thought of all the black in Sam's room. Sam immediately remembered all the pink, frilly dresses that she had once owned and she coughed as she held her throat. Most of those dresses had had a killer neckline.

'It has tried, Lily. It has tried,' Sam said.

~~~*~~~

Sam dropped her luggage on the floor, her breathing heavy. She had just refused help from all of the staff who worked at her house so that they could leave work a little earlier. The night crew was much smaller; most of them were security guards. She didn't even unpack, she plopped herself on her bed and stared at the ceiling. Lily was wrong. Her room was perfect. It did not need a makeover. It was dark and lonely, the perfect get-away.

'No wonder you're so pale! You need sun! Uh…those curtains haven't been touched in years!' Lily said in disgust as she pointed to the heavy curtains which covered all the windows. Sam's room was huge and the walls were all windows. If she removed those curtains, or opened them up, her room would be so full of sunlight that she'd be blinded. Her wall to wall carpet was purple and matched her wallpaper. The only difference was that her wall paper had a little design going on for it. Her bed was in the center of it all. She loved her bed. It was a big four poster bed and sometimes she would let down the canopy and sleep within her own little tent.

'I've gotta admit that that idea is pretty cool, but it also symbolizes loneliness and the need for human…stress on the human…company,' Lily said, sympathetically. Sam sighed.

"I don't have a problem with being alone. It's…it's who I am. And reading books is not bad," Sam said softly. Lily rolled her eyes.

'Everybody needs somebody, Sammie. And books are bad when you use them to replace people and experiences.'

'So what if I've never kissed a boy before? That means nothing,' Sam defended herself.

'It means a lot Sammie, that's why this summer is going to be different.'

'Sure. Different.'

~~~*~~~

Sam strolled down her street without a care in the world. Her parents had kept their promise, they were gone before the sun was up. She had no idea why they avoided her so much. It was as if they hated her. She sighed at that thought. She could deal with hatred. She glanced at all the rich houses surrounding her. Sometimes she wished that this was not her home. She wanted another life other than the rich one. Her phone started vibrating in her pocket. She flipped it out. A picture of Pauli was on the screen.

"Hey Pauli! How are you dealing with your new found freedom?" Sam asked.

"Well, not so good. My parents found out about Carlito," Pauli said. Carlito was her boyfriend. They had been together for 5 months, sleeping together for 7. Paulina was a sex addict. If she hadn't been so nice to Sam on her first day of school, they would have never ended up as friends. Their friendship was difficult to explain.

'We all know that you don't like the little slut as much as you let on,' Lily said. She hated Paulina. She hated her because she had so many boyfriends.

'Ok, I admit that I don't like her so much, but she's the closest thing I have to a friend right now,' Sam said.

"Let me guess. She snuck in on you guys," Sam said, shoving her other hand into her pocket and rolling her eyes, even scowling just a little.

"Yes! You are so right! She told me that I was grounded, but…I got out of it. You're gonna be so mad at me Sammie," Pauli said. Sam could almost see her fidgeting and biting her lip.

"You mentioned me, didn't you?" Sam asked.

"I'm sooo sorry, but I told her that I was coming to spend some time with you and Star and that I promised that I'd be there today! And you know how much she likes you, so…she pardoned me, but she told me I can never see him again," Pauli said. Sam swallowed most of her anger.

"Well, what the hell do you expect when you won't stop sleeping around Paulina! And you always use my friggin' name! When do you plan on stop being such a whore?" Sam asked. She had had these arguments with Pauli before.

"Well, excuse me Mrs. I don't have a man! If you did you'd understand the need that some people, normal people have on a regular basis!" Pauli said and then she launched off into Spanish.

"I get so tired of you sometimes, Pauli!" Sam yelled.

"So, I can still come, right?" Pauli asked, her shouting finished. Sam sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Yes. Yes, you can still come. What time are you getting here?"

"Around 12 tomorrow."

"Thought you were coming today."

"Nah, I'm spending the night at Giovanni's." Pauli giggled. Sam rolled her eyes for the third time.

"You are such a whore," Sam said.

"A girl can't help it when he's hot, and has a brother that's ever hotter," Pauli gushed.

"I don't want to hear about it. Goodbye Pauli," Sam said.

"Bye, bye Sammie," Pauli said and hung up. Sam pocketed her phone gladly.

'She is a super slut,' Lily said.

"I know," Sam said. She shoved her phone in the back pocket of her jeans and her hand in the other at the front. The wind blew gently against her face and blew strands of her short hair into her face. She smiled. She had a whole nine weeks of vacation ahead of her. She needed to do something.

'I have so many ideas of things we can do! We'll never be bored!' Lily yelled.

'And let me guess, all of them involves a whole lot of boys and…there are a few that involves Pauli and yes, boys,' Sam said. Lily beamed.

'You know me like you know your barren wasteland called life,' Lily smiled.

'My barren wasteland is your barren wasteland. Enjoy,' Sam said as she parked herself on the sidewalk. The road was empty, no one was running around, it was silent. Everyone was in their homes, doing stuff that rich people did. A sudden bark ripped through the silence and Sam's head spun to see where the sound came from. A few feet down the road sat a cute little dog, sitting on the sidewalk, tongue out and tail wagging.

'Mutt,' Lily scowled.

"What a cute dog. Where's your home, puppy? Let me see your collar," Sam said as she jogged over to the puppy. She blinked a few times, trying to see if the puppy was really the green colour she thought he was.

'Maybe the mutt is sick. Goodness knows you are. How can you even think about touching him?' Lily yelled. It was as if the dog could hear Lily because he suddenly ran off as if Lily's screeching voice was his cue.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Sam asked, speeding up her jogging to keep up with the dog.

'Probably to his home. You know, where he lives! Can't we just leave him alone and go home? We can watch America's Next Top Model!' Lily protested. She was stamping her feet, throwing a tantrum. Sam ignored her. The scenery was changing, Sam could tell. They were moving out of the wealthy part of Amity and into the middle class section.

Lily shivered, 'middle class. Ewww.' Sam was smiling as she ran freely down the street. It was fun letting the little dog lead her to unfamiliar places.

'We could end up in a community with graffiti…and gangs!' Lily continued her annoying tirade of complaint.

'Isn't this cool? I've never been to this side of Amity before!' Sam thought as she looked around her. It was beautiful, and normal. All the houses could be seen from the road and little children even sat on the front lawn playing with either their parents or their bigger brothers and sisters. Water splashed onto Sam's face and she closed her eyes and yelled in sheer pleasure. Lily was frowning.

'You're so sweaty, Sam. We need a shower,' Lily said.

'Just shut up and enjoy the view, you're not the one doing the work,' Sam pointed out. Lily pouted and crossed her arms over her chest.

'I hate that I don't get a say in anything.' Lily continued with her pouting and Sam closed her eyes and let another laugh of joy bubble upward and into the air passing around her. The puppy was so far ahead of Sam that it was just a dot. But Sam didn't care. As she was rounding the corner that the puppy had taken so sharply, she looked up. Looming above her, like a sky scraper, was a house, but it was a strange kind of house. Sam had never seen anything like it before. It was as if someone had placed a space center on top of the house.

'What the hell is that?" Sam asked.

'Alert! Alert! Weird people neighbourhood…oh and you're going to run into…' Lily started.

"Oof!" Sam exclaimed as she hit something solid. She could feel her feet in the air before her back made contact with the hard pavement. She lay sprawled on the ground, the wind knocked out of her.

'Someone,' Lily finished.

"Is this what wrestling feels like?" Sam asked no one in particular with a grunt of pain.

"Oh! Oh my gosh! I am so sorry! Are you ok? Did I hurt you?" A male voice floated to her ears. She pushed herself up on her elbows, ignoring the searing pain down her spine and looked at who she had run into.

'Breathe, Sammie, breathe,' Lily had to remind her.

'He's…he's…gorgeous,' Sam said to Lily.

'I know, but gorgeous and dead, that'd be you, can't co-exist in bed,' Lily said. Sam blushed at the comment and continued to stare at the boy she had run into. He was sprawled on the ground, just like her, with his hand to his head as if he was trying to hold onto his dizziness. He had jet black hair that gleamed in the sunlight and looked as if taming had been attempted, but had never been successful. It looked good the way it hung over his eyes. If he had a little bit more confidence he would have looked mysteriously sexy instead of extremely shy and innocent…not that Sam had a problem with innocent. He wore a long sleeved gray shirt and faded jeans, his red and white sneakers touching her ballet shoes.

"Umm…oh…well…I'm fine," Sam managed to get out.

'No! You're doing it all wrong! I can't believe I am you!' Lily complained.

'Not like you could do a better job!' Sam snapped at Lily.

'You never give me a chance!'

"I'm really sorry. I should start watching where I'm going. I'm really sorry. I'm really, really sorry," he apologized over and over again and he pushed himself onto his feet. Sam followed his lead and soon was standing on her legs again, though they were a bit wobbly. Her heart was beating a million times a second. She didn't know how she could still hear her thoughts…and Lily's.

"No, you don't have to apologize so much, I'm fine really. Really I'm fine," Sam said, hoping she didn't sound as nervous as she felt.

"I'm such a klutz. Once again, I'm sorry," he said, and he was off. He hurriedly pushed past Sam and went running down the way she had come from. Sam's heart fell in disappointment.

'He didn't even look at me,' Sam said.

'I told you the Goth look wasn't working for you,' Lily said.

'And I told you that if nobody wants me the way I am then I don't want anybody,' Sam defended herself.

'Damn he was fine,' Lily said. Sam sighed.

"I know," she whispered. She turned to see if she could find the little puppy, but it was nowhere in sight.

"We lost him. I hope he finds his way home," Sam said. She stood in her spot for a few moments longer then turned and began walking home.

'I have no idea why you liked that filthy thing,' Lily scowled.

'Because it was a cute dog without a home. How would you like being homeless?'

'I will never be homeless.'

'If you don't shut up then you will be. I'll make sure of that.'

'You cannot be serious, Sammie. I am a permanent resident!'

'Until I go sane again,' Sam thought. She shoved her hands into her pockets again and walked back the way she had come.

As if it was meant to be, the puppy she had been chasing ran straight out of the bushes and jumped on her chest.

"Whoaa! Hey little guy," Sam cooed as she petted him. He was struggling against her and she wouldn't let him go.

'Eww! Eww! Get him away, too close! My asthma! My asthma!' Lily started to hyperventilate.

'You don't have asthma!'

"Do you have a collar, boy? It doesn't seem so. Do you want to come home with me?" Sam asked the struggling pup.

'And get you some medicine, you look kinda green,' she added in her mind.

'Kinda? That's an alien dog! He glows for crying out loud!' Lily screamed.

'There are no such things as alien dogs, silly Lily,' Sam said.

'Think again,' Lily said. The dog bit Sam on her hand and she yelped as she let him go.

"Ouch!" She yelled. Then she noticed something, the dog was glowing. Sam stared wide-eye as the little puppy transformed into a hulking mass of teeth and muscle.

'Oh my goodness,' Lily said, staring at the huge dog who was baring his teeth after Sam. It didn't take another bite for Sam to turn on her heels and run. She could hear the dog chasing her, barking and snarling at her.

'Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I told you!' Lily yelled as she looked back at the dog.

'Not my fault! No one actually believes that alien dogs exist!'

'Well, I do and what does that make me? Freakin' smart!'

'How very strange this is,' Sam thought as she pulled herself sharply down a side street and continued running. Her feet beat out a steady rhythm on the road as she ran. There was only one thing she was hoping not to run into. And what luck she had, she ran straight into a dead end. She skidded to a stop before she could run into the chipped concrete wall.

"Wow, the one thing I didn't want to deal with today. Boy am I lucky," Sam muttered to herself sarcastically.

'Our life has come to an end. And the one thing I truly wanted, you couldn't give it to me! I hate you Samantha Manson!' Lily started to throw another of her tantrums.

'You are so selfish!' Sam yelled at her. She quickly examined the wall. It wasn't too high, but it wasn't low enough for her to even grab the top and try to pull herself over it. She was doomed.

'We're doomed!' Lily cried. Sam spun around to face her fate only to have her eyes almost roll out of her head. The raging mad dog was no longer raging, mad or big. He was once again the sickly green puppy who now had a small chew toy in his mouth. What made the scene even more unbelievable was the boy who held the puppy to his chest while rubbing his head. Sam felt her knees go weak for the second time that day and she leaned against the wall before sliding to the ground. Lily was seeing stars.

'Now that's a huge hunk of burning love,' Lily drooled. The strange boy appeared rather accustomed to people staring as he just smiled back at Sam and walked over to her. He sat beside her, smile still in place. Everything on him was glowing, literally! Down to his oh so perfect teeth. Now that he was so close, Sam wasn't breathing. His scent littered the air feeling like little bubbles that you blow that pop before they go very far. His skin was amazingly pale and she could feel the coldness radiating from his body. It made her shiver.

'Wha…what…him,' she thought, desperately clutching for words.

"Sorry about that. It takes a little getting used to," he said. Sam felt extremely uncomfortable as he openly surveyed her. She tried to pull her eyes from him, but she couldn't. He was him! He was her first memory! His emerald eyes were glowing around the edges for now, but something told Sam that he could make every part of his eye glow. His outlandish, thick silver hair caught every ray of sun and reflected it, almost blinding. He extended one hand.

"Hi. My name is…" he started.

"Phantom, did you get the dog? Oh…" Another voice said. Sam tore her eyes away from the familiar beauty beside her and stared, again, at the umm…girl that was standing, no, floating a few feet away. She wore red from head to toe, identity masked. She was perched atop a hover board and that made Sam draw in a huge breath. Where had these aliens come from? Where they even aliens? Had she been brainwashed and probed by aliens when she was only six? The audacity of them to show up after that!

'No, that's not possible,' Sam tried to convince herself.

'Or…is it? I mean, what are they then if they aren't aliens?' Lily asked, trying to figure it out logically with Sam.

'Umm…maybe they're…vigilantes,' Sam suggested.

"Yeah, Red. I got him and also…umm…what's your name?" He turned to Sam. It took a moment for the question to sink in. Lily had been dazed and stunned silent in record timing. Red and Phantom stared at each other then at Sam.

"Is she…ok?" Red asked.

"Maybe she's just in shock," Phantom shrugged his shoulders.

"Umm…sure," Red said, looking away.

"Hello…miss?" Phantom asked, leaning in a bit closer. Sam thought she would faint.

"Umm, my name? My name? Oh…my name is Sam…Samantha. My name is Samantha Manson," she managed to say.

'Mrs. Smooth,' Sam thought sarcastically.

"Hi, Saman..do you mind if I call you Sam?" Phantom asked as he took her hand. She jumped at the contact, he only smiled wider. He leaned in a bit closer so that his lips were only a few inches from hers. She could feel her lips tremble and the coldness spread up her hand.

"Umm, no, not at all," she replied, trying to move away subtly, but he only moved closer. She was having problems thinking with him like that.

"Good," he whispered, his cold breath whooshing across her face and her lips. She licked them immediately. He was making them chapped.

"I think if you sit there all day, you're going to have to buy me some chapstick," Sam managed to say, looking at him. He hadn't moved back an inch and he was still holding her hand.

"Why is that?" He asked, smiling innocently.

'Oh, he's good,' Sam thought. She also couldn't help but wonder if he remembered her.

'Your breath is making my lips dry and chapped," Sam could only whisper.

"OK, Sam. I'll take your advice," he said, but he didn't move. Sam loved the way her name sounded coming from his lips. He made it come to life. He made it real. Was this the first time he had called her that?

'Sam…hmm. I really like it! I like it better than Sammie,' she decided.

"Phantom, we have to return him," Red said.

'Damn. I actually like her,' Phantom thought as he surveyed her again. He noticed that she couldn't stop looking at him either. It made him feel good. If only he could have spoken to her earlier. Danny Fenton was such a nerd, but Phantom, Phantom had the moves.

"I'm coming," he said, his breath once again moving across Sam's face. She licked her lips again and something strange washed over Phantom. A feeling of knowing her and wanting her at the same time. He pulled himself away quickly and stood up. Sam was confused. Why was he gone so soon? He held out his hand and she took it. He pulled her up, drawing her into his body.

Sam stopped breathing momentarily as her body was pulled up to his. It was solid and lean underneath the spandex. She blushed. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about that.

"I guess I should say thanks," Sam said, unsure of why she would thank them.

"It's my job," Phantom said and he let go of her. Red took off flying and Phantom followed…PHANTOM FOLLOWED??!! Sam's knees went wobbly again and she dropped unceremoniously to the floor.

'Where did they come from?'

~~~*~~~

Sam had managed to recover from her encounter with the…vigilantes? She couldn't be sure. She was an open-minded person, but for years she had thought that crime was pretty non-existent in Amity. Had everything she had ever believed in been a lie?

'Huh…what…where…huh?' Lily asked as she came back to reality.

'And I thought I was the one who needed more training with boys,' Sam scoffed.

'That wasn't a boy! That was a god!' Lily exclaimed, eyes wide, arms gesticulating and face ablaze with emotion…ok, if you had someone who lived in your head, adding a body with a face wouldn't do much damage, I mean, you're already half mad!

'Calm down, he was just a little bit otherworldly is all and also the first person I can remember seeing,' Sam said to Lily.

'Hence, he's a god. And when you tell him that you've known him all his life, he'll be yours, hands down,' Lily said, persistent.

'Fine, whatever you say,' Sam gave up not wanting to fry her brain out on him.

'As if you don't agree, Sammie! I don't remember what happened after he grabbed the mutt, but I'm sure you stared and that you were slightly…how do I put it…a bumbling love struck teen idiot!'

'You will never know what happened…'

'Until you think about it…oh! I see!' Lily exclaimed as Sam involuntarily recalled all her memories of Phantom.

'Oooo, Phantom…like a ghost. Maybe he just comes and goes,' Lily said. Sam stopped walking and stiffened.

"A ghost?" She whispered uncertainly.

"Where?" Another voice said. Sam jumped and spun around. When she saw the dark girl, she relaxed and put a hand over her heart.

"Oh, you scared me!" Sam told the girl. The girl raised an eyebrow at Sam and then smiled.

'Wow, Phantom does have some skills. I don't blame her,' Valerie thought examining Sam as subtly as possible.

"Sorry, but I gotta ask. Ghosts are a pest around here," Valerie said. Sam's mouth twisted into a frown.

"You mean ghosts are real, and they're in Amity," Sam said. Valerie nodded and tried not to smile. Where had she been for the last year and a half? Maybe she was new to the area. She had never seen her before…and Valerie had seen everybody in Amity before.

"Hi, my name is Valerie, but everyone calls me Val," Val said, extending her hand.

"I'm Samantha and everyone calls me Sammie…but…I'm growing to like Sam more," Sam said. Val couldn't help the little smirk that had appeared.

'He talks to her and she doesn't know who she is, he gives her a nickname and she thinks it's the best thing in the world! I never knew he had it in him…though he is really hot,' Val thought.

"I'll just call you Sam. Sounds cooler anyway. Sammie sounds like some rich kid," Val said, scowling and wrapping her arms over her chest. Sam gave Val a nervous smile.

"Now that you point it out, you're right. Sammie really sounds like some rich kid," Sam agreed.

"So, where you from?" Val asked.

"Right here in Amity," Sam answered. Val's eyes widened slightly in surprise and she let out a small laugh.

"Are you kidding me?" She asked.

"No. I've lived here all my life…but I think the correct phrase would be as long as I can remember," Sam said, understanding why she was so surprised.

"Walk with me, I gotta get to work…so, you've been living here all your life and I've never seen or heard of you? Where have you been hiding out girl?" Val asked as she gestured to Sam to follow and they started walking down the street.

"I go to a boarding school and when I come home…just put it this way…I never come home."

"And where's home for you?"

"Umm…on Grand Street," Sam hesitated a bit.

'Oh, so she is a rich kid!' Val thought as she turned to Sam

"Oh, so you are a rich kid!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah, gets to me too," Sam answered.

"Cool," Val said and stopped talking. Sam didn't know what to say to the dark, beautiful girl, so she just walked with her.

"This is my stop. I work at Pizza Haven," Val said when they stopped at a stop sign. Sam looked across the road and she could see the restaurant.

'I've never been there,' Sam thought.

'And never will, do you know how much fat there is in that place? In those pizzas! I forbid you from going there!' Lily yelled.

"I've never been over there before," Sam said.

"You should come check it out one day. It's the second best place to hang out," Val said.

"What's the first?"

"Nasty Burger," Val beamed. Sam smiled back

"Cool," she used Val's earlier statement.

"Let me have your number. One day you could probably double date with me and my boyfriend Tucker. He has this shy friend who's been here way too long and still can't get settled in. I know it sounds like matchmaking, but, I think you'd like it," Val said.

'Will the rich girl accept? She probably has all her little friends waiting for her to go to parties and meet celebrities and all that crap. I can't stand rich people,' Val thought. To her surprise, Sam blushed.

'Say yes! Even if he's not cute, you can get experience! And you have a friend now! You and her can do cool things together! And I actually like her…a bit,' Lily urged.

'Looks aren't the only things that matter, Lily!' Sam reprimanded.

"Umm…sure. I'd love to meet the shy guy," Sam said and gave Val a big smile.

'Maybe I misjudged her. She seems like she really wants to come with us…and she seems kinda shy herself,' Val thought in confusion.

"Oh…ok then. Cool. I'll call you or you can call me, whichever," Val said and they exchanged numbers. Sam waved goodbye to Val as she crossed the road.

"Wow, I'm going on a date!" Sam exclaimed to herself.

'I knew it would happen someday,' Lily thought smugly, 'I am a genius!'

My creativity has been drained over the years, so, I guess this story will be lame. I don't know. You are the guys who have to tell me. I'm sorry it took so long to get this out, but Internet Explorer keeps kicking me off and my flash drive got fried.