Hey guys, once again I know, I kinda updating just this and Lakeside hotel, so for all people that are reading my stories other than these two… I am having major writer's block on pretty much all of them because I kinda led myself into a trap on all of them and it has been so long since I have looked at them that now I am wondering where in the world I was going with them, lol. I can't remember what in the world I was doing! And of course my 2 new stories I will be updating fast since I have an idea for them, obviously Anyways, here is your next chapter!

Chapter 4:

"That was an awesome movie," I said as we left the theaters I squinted as we entered the main room, my eyes had to re-adjust to the light from the dark theater.

"Yea, it was cool," he agreed and tossed his pop into the garbage on his way out.

"We headed to your house?" I asked him, and he nodded, "Sounds good to me."

"I'll race ya," I challenged as we got about 2 blocks from his house, but it was in clear view, his house was hard to miss a mile away really.

"You're on," he smiled and we both started running as fast as we could, he was much faster than I was though, I knew that one. I didn't know why or how he had gotten so much stronger over the past months, but I didn't care to bother trying to think about it either. I didn't really care, maybe he was just trying to look better, who knows.

When we reached his porch I was out of breath and found myself breathing heavily while all he had was a short pant.

"I'll…beat you… next time," I said in between breaths and he put his arm around my shoulder and led me back up the stairs, "You think so?"
"Maybe," I said and I fell down on one of the couches in his living room and he sat down beside me. I calmed down after a few minutes and leaned back all the way on the couch and Danny had his arms outstretched across the back of it and he too was leaning back. If you were to have walked in on us right now you would have thought we were a couple of lazy bums with nothing better to do but lounge around.

Danny flipped the TV on, and turned it to some cartoon channel. I wasn't into cartoons much, but I wasn't going to complain about them either. Danny never grew out of them, he was always gonna be a kid probably. But that was one of the many things I liked about Danny although he could be overly serious sometimes, he could also be a kid when he felt like it, or when I could actually be around him usually. Unless of course he was tired out, which he usually was for some reason now, I never understood why he was gone so much and all but he was always mysterious like that and I didn't bother to dig into his life.

I found my eyes getting heavy as I watched the TV flash bright colors of some action going on with the cartoon. It was all happy looking yet they were attacking each other but I soon found myself with my eyes closed thinking of non other than Danny Phantom. I probably wouldn't see him too much, he was a ghost after all and I really couldn't expect him to have the time to waste with me, he probably had more valuable things in life. Well… I guess it wouldn't be life, but you know what I mean.

"Sam? Sam?" Danny said waving his hand in front of my face and my eyes opened up fast and I looked over at him, the TV was off now and he just smiled at me.

"Tired?"
"Just a little," I admitted and yawned stretching my arms out and Danny yawned too.

"Hey, don't do that," he teased and then he helped me up off the couch and we both walked upstairs slowly to his room. When we got up there Danny slid out the extra mattress from under his bed and through me some blankets. It used to be he would have it all made up and everything when I first stayed the night here, but now that we knew each other so well, he didn't care anymore and it was pretty much just like my home, it felt like it too. SO now I was pretty much just there when I spent the night, it wasn't anything special anymore, well I guess it was since I loved all the time I spent with Danny, after all he was my best friend.

I of course not caring to set the bed just threw the blankets on over the top of me and fell down on the bed setting my hands under the pillow and my head on top of both of them. I was scrunched up, I never slept outstretched, I never had and probably never would I like being curled up in a ball where I can feel as though I'm safe.

"Night," Danny said as he flipped the light off and I could hear his bed squeaked when he jumped on it and plopped down and that was most likely the way he would stay just the way he ended up. At least it seemed that way cuz I didn't hear another sound from him. I looked into the darkness and my eyes adjusted enough to where I could see around his room barely, just the darkened objects and then I thought of the glowing green eyes of my hero. I sighed and closed my eyes quickly trying to get my mind off of it, never in my life had I been so obsessed over someone, animals yes, but a person, or a ghost person in this case, never. It was an odd feeling, and if I were to tell Danny, or Tucker they would think I had lost my mind, but I never dared to say anything of him to them, I didn't want them to know I was dating! Let alone dating a ghost, they would think I was mental or something. Or either they would just think I was plain weird and tease me about it, Tucker would at least. Danny might understand, in some sort of way.

I rolled over to the other side where I was facing into Danny's bed, or the underneath of it at least and I could see straight through the underneath of his bed and for some reason, it was creepy. I didn't know why, but it was, I could just imagine that the hole I was seeing through would get filled up with something, no I wasn't afraid of the dark. It was just that with all the ghosts after me, I was a little freaked out, but I could always rely on Danny, Phantom that is.

But no matter how much I wanted to get captured that night just to see him again, it never happened. I ended up falling asleep imagining being held in his arms and I woke up, the sunlight streaming through the window. Danny was still asleep, but it was after 10:00, so I was allowed to wake him up. I hated being awake while he was asleep, it just felt weird and I often found myself getting bored sitting there all by myself.

"Danny," I said softly at first shaking him lightly but he continued to sleep without even moving an inch or showing any sign of waking up.

"Danny?" I said shaking him a little hard and he moved a little but only to shift from his disturbance. So I took ahold of his blanket and tried to pull it off of him but he held onto it, I didn't know if he was awake, or asleep, but he had a strong hold on it. I yanked on it even harder and ended up yanking him off of the bed and he landed on top of me, well that for surely woke him up.

"Oww!" He said, and realized what had happened and looked at me for a second and gave me an odd glance, "This is a weird way to wake up," he said crawling off the top of me and I laughed.

"Sorry about that."

"Uh-hu… ahh, the ten o'clock rule, huh?" he grinned and crawled back up onto his bed but I was holding onto his blanket so he could at least not have that with him. He grabbed one corner of it and tugged as hard as he could but I put all my weight on it leaning back so he just let go which made me fall backwards and hit the ground with a loud thud.

"Hey, that wasn't nice!" I yelled at him and I could hear him laugh, but he was pretending as though he was back asleep again, he wasn't doing a very good job at it though. I grabbed ahold of his shirt and tugged him down to the ground again, and this time he remained there, staring up at the ceiling.

"Ok, what do you want?" He asked me turning his head to face me, I was sitting up against the wall that his head was laying next to on the ground.

"I dunno," I said looking down at him and I smiled he didn't know what to think of that. He really wanted to sleep, yet I woke him up for no good reason. Yet he didn't say anything to me about it, he just sat up next to me.

"So, what are you hiding?" He asked me, and I looked shocked for a second but then tried my hardest to hide it, I didn't want to look suspicious.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him nervously and he put his arm around my shoulders and he raised his eyebrow.

"Umm, the fact that you have been acting so weird, why?"

"I dunno," I said, taping my fingers on the ground and he looked down at them then back up at me.

"Then why are you nervous?"

"I have no idea… I'm not nervous," I snapped and stopped my nervous twitch, or finger tapping in this case. I removed his arm off of my shoulder and stood up, "Its nothing."
"Oh, really? Doesn't seem that way," he said standing up next to me, was there any way to make him believe me? He was good at determining if you were lying, especially when I was nervous and I was totally giving it away.

"Well… then how come you explain why you're gone all the time, huh?" I challenged, it was the only way I was going to get out is if he didn't want to answer that either.

"Seems as though we both have secrets," he said backing down, realizing that he too was hiding something from me, he didn't want to bother me with it anymore.

"Yea…" I said, and felt bad from hiding something from my best friend of all times. In yet I knew it was right, or at least I thought it was, no need for him to well… I dunno what he would think of it, but he just didn't need to know. And obviously he felt the same way about whatever he was hiding.

"Maybe we should just tell each other?" I asked him and he stood there for a second thinking about it. I wanted to know so badly what his problem was with everything, was he going to actually tell me? Was I actually going to find out about his mysterious secret?

Ok, this is a REALLY short chapter, but its late and I just wanted to get it posted tonight, and I figured that was a good place to end it anyway. 5 reviews please! Thanks!