|Never Been Kissed
Author: KeyBella PM
Based on the movie, Never Been Kissed. Sam Manson is your average 23 year old working at the Amity Park Tribune. On the assignment of a lifetime she goes back to high school. Plans change though when she just so happens to fall in love with her teacher.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - Danny F. & Sam M. - Chapters: 5 - Words: 7,252 - Reviews: 43 - Favs: 20 - Follows: 32 - Updated: 06-13-08 - Published: 08-03-07 - id: 3701571
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Hey guys! Nope, sorry. This isn't The Secret Assignment Club, but this is my newest project! Yaaay!...Hopefully. -crosses fingers-
This is based on the movie "Never Been Kissed" starring Drew Barrymore. It was weird to see Jessica Alba in that movie, but she was still pretty good.
Anyway, obviously, I had to change it up a bit to fit the Danny Phantom universe.
Now, it's 1:34 in the morning, there's a lightning and thunder storm, and my poor little baby Yorkie, Angel (she's four months, I just got her Tues. She's so TINY!!!) is scared and currently sitting on my lap, waiting for me to take her back to our bed. (cough MY BED cough) So I shall close now.
Hope you like it,
(with love from little Angel)
You know in some movies how they have a dream sequence only they don't tell you it's a dream?
I looked back out into the crowd of people. Reporters, friends, co-workers, high schoolers…who…I guess were my friends…in some really weird and twisted way. Mostly though, I stared into a crowd of people…but none of them were the one I was looking for.
This…this was so not a dream.
Looking across the field that I currently stood on, I saw the object of my affliction; the stadium clock was currently set on 5:00. This was it. There was no turning back now.
"What are you doing here, Manson…" I muttered, looking at the crowd again. I managed a weak smile, and was met by thunderous cheering. "Oh…God." I could have just died. I looked up into the crowd and saw Valerie pointing upward. Looking, I saw myself, plastered on at least six giant stadium screens.
"Great…"I thought. "Not only do I feel sick but now I have the pleasure of knowing that I look it too."
I don't know how this happened! I don't know why I'm here…well…okay…I do. But…it just… It wasn't supposed to be like this! I was just trying to do my job. And then things happened. Lots of things happened. Lots of weird and confusing things happened in my life. Well, actually, just life in general happened. And now…and now I'm here.
I gave a dry gulp that I was sure everyone could see as the clock finally changed from 5:00 to 4:59. I closed my eyes and kept a tight grip on the microphone in my hands as my heart hammered against my ribcage.
This really isn't my thing. Really. Anyone who knows you can tell you that. This is so ridiculous. I mean, come on! Two months ago you couldn't have picked me out of a crowd. And now…now you can.
Oh. Okay. Sorry. You're…really confused aren't you? –sigh- Well. Seeing as I have nothing but time on my hands right now I'll explain this whole predicament to you. I'll explain why exactly I'm standing in a baseball stadium like a complete ditz right now. I'll explain why and how I fell for the most perfect guy ever…who also happens to be my teacher. EX! Ex-teacher, I mean. I'll explain how the last few months totally and completely changed my life for the better…and for the worst. (So far anyway.) I'll explain how my job at the Amity Park Tribune got me into all this mess.
But most of all, I'll explain how I, Samantha Elizabeth Manson…have never been kissed.