Chapter 1: No One Cares
Summary: Sam feels like no one cares about her. Can our favorite ghost hybrid change her mind before she does something drastic? Just another D/S songfic with the song Losing Grip by Avril Lavigne and D/S fluff, fluff is the best! Go fluff!
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14-year-old Sam Manson looked at the bleak sky while she was walking to school in anger, anger at her parents for fighting with her last night, not trusting her, and accusing her of stealing from their room, anger at herself for getting so hurt and crying in front of them, though she didn't even know why she was so hurt and upset when she didn't even do anything wrong, and anger at the world for being so cruel, glum, and uncaring on her time of pain. Well, I guess I shouldn't be too angry, I mean at least I have Danny to help me get through this. Sam thought to herself. When she got inside Casper High she got to her locker she got her Math book and waited for her best friends Tucker Foley and Danny Fenton. When she saw them enter she felt a soft smile on her face. When Danny and Tucker reached their lockers (which the three friends had right next to each other) Sam waited for Danny and Tucker to get their things.
When she saw that they were ready Sam said, "Danny, can I talk to you? I've had a bad morning."
Danny sighed and said, "Sam, no offense but I'm pretty tired right now and I could care less about your petty problems." Then he slammed his locker door and left.
"Sam, I don't think he--" but Tucker didn't get to finish his sentence because Sam had ran to the girls bathroom. No one cares; not even Danny. Sam thought while she was crying in a stall.
Aw, poor Sam! Sorry I made this chapter a little short, but the next chapter's going to be longer. Please click the button right there and review. Come on, please! Makes puppy dog eyes