A/N: So, I'm rewriting this fic and adding more. I wrote it about 3 years ago, so it wasn't my best work. However, I'm sure this edited version will be better and more enjoyable. To old readers: I hope you like the edited version and be sure to review! To new readers: Thanks for reading my fic dedicated to Sam Manson and Danny Fenton/Phantom. Be sure to review! Thanks!
Samantha Manson yawned and pulled her black hair out of her eyes. She was trying to remember what had made her wear it out instead of in her trademark ponytail.
"Change is good, Sammy. Dress like a girl for once." Her mother's voice echoed in her head, causing her to scoff.
Of course. She had agreed to wear it out in order to stop her mother's constant nagging. Besides, it was either hair out or a dress and, to her, a dress was too much.
She yawned once again and tried to focus on the lesson. She was currently in Psychology, her favorite class. However, her mind was drifting and she felt bored, something unusual to her. She loved Psychology.
As she raised her eyes from her notebook, she was greeted by the sight of Danny swooning over Paulina. No wonder she couldn't concentrate.
She looked down at her notebook and resumed her doodling, her mind distracted from the lesson on disorders. As she gazed down at the heart she drew around the initials D.P. she couldn't help but sigh again.
She was in love with her best friend, who she had met when she was in second grade. Now, it was more than 10 years later and she still couldn't gather the courage to tell him her true feelings. She couldn't help but feel pathetic.
She looked up and glanced over in Danny's direction again. The raven haired teenager was busy making googly eyes at Paulina, no doubt fantasying about her.
Sam rolled her eyes and looked down at her notebook once again, feeling less pathetic about not telling him. Well, how the hell could she?
Danny just thought of her as his best friend who happened to be a girl. Nothing more. His feelings towards her were strictly friendly, although very suggestive at times. However, as suggestive as they might have been, he had never officially made a move, so she was left in the dark, wondering if he had feelings towards her or not.
And, as long as he was drooling over Princess Paulina, she would never know if he did feel something towards her other than friendship.
She let out an exasperated sigh as she thought about it. Her head was already beginning to hurt from over analyzing it, which had become her daily routine in Psychology.
"I wish we were still in elementary school. When there weren't any relationships because we all thought the other sex had cooties." She mumbled to herself.
Suddenly, a shadow fell over her notebook. Sam held in the groan threatening to escape. She already knew whose shadow it was. No doubt he was in one of his bad moods and decided to unleash his wrath on his students. She could almost feel the anger radiating from him.
"Well, Ms. Manson, what is the difference between a psychopath and sociopath?" His angry voice asked. Sam looked up and saw the victorious smirk on Lancer's face. He obviously thought that he had managed to embarrass her and believed she didn't know the answer. Sam had to swallow the smirk that was tugging at the corner of her lips. She loved when he thought she was not paying attention and then she proved him wrong, embarrassing him in the process. She was also grateful for the fact that her aunt was a psychologist and that her mom had sent her to spend time with her during some of her vacations.
"Just as I thought. Daydreaming in class." Lancer smirked, happy that he had humiliated one student for the day. Sam heard Dash and Kwan laugh and saw Paulina snicker. However, she smirked before she looked towards Lancer, ready to answer.
"Well, both psychopaths and sociopaths suffer from Anti-Social Personality Disorder, which usually begins in childhood or early adolescence and continues into adulthood. Many refer to Anti- Social Personality Disorder as psychopathy or sociopathy, but that is incorrect as they are two separate disorders. Both psychopaths and sociopaths suffer from Anti- Social Personality Disorder, but there is a difference between the two. Psychopaths have an unusual lack of empathy and amoral conduct, but are able to mask their disorder and appear normal. They are able to have relationships, marry, maintain successful careers, and basically live life as a normal person. However, they are manipulative and often plan in their heads, being extremely meticulous. One might almost believe that they suffer from OCD when they actually suffer from something even worse. Now, a sociopath is unable to maintain relationships, both personal and professional. Sociopaths are extremely disorganized and often have erratic behavior and random outbursts of violence. However, they exhibit the same characteristics as psychopaths, such as lack of empathy and enjoyment of cruelty to others. In my opinion, psychopaths are more dangerous because they appear normal, making them difficult to recognize. I think that about sums it up. Was I correct?" She couldn't help but rub it in his face. Mr. Lancer opened his mouth, ready to contradict something she had said, but closed it as he realized she was 100% right.
"Correct." He said grudgingly before turning and heading away, ready to embarrass someone else. He smiled when he saw Danny staring at Paulina. Chuckling, he headed towards his next victim.
"Mr. Fenton, would you care to explain the symptoms of a sociopath?" He asked, raising a taunting eyebrow. Danny looked at him, a clueless and confused expression on his face.
"Um, aren't they social?" He asked, looking very confused. Sam let out an inaudible groan before covering her face with her hand. Leave it to him to say the wrong thing.
"Really? Because, according to Ms. Mason, a sociopath is not social. In fact, they are unable to maintain any form of relationships, both personal and professional. Perhaps, you'd learn the difference better in detention." He smiled before walking away, pleased to have found a victim he successfully embarrassed.
"That's what you get for studying Paulina instead of Psychology." Sam thought as she looked at Danny, shaking her head as she caught his eye. The entire class was now laughing.
Sam sighed as he gave her his pleading look. She would have to spend her afternoon with Tucker trying to break him out of detention. Again.
"Thanks guys, I owe you one." Danny said, running down the block. Sam and Tucker were right behind him, hair flying as they followed him. They stopped at the end of the block and Sam watched as Tucker leaned over, panting.
"You owe us a lot." He huffed, out of breath. Tucker was capable of breaking through any firewall and hacking any security system, but, when it came to anything physical, he was finished.
"What is up with you anyway? This is the seventh or eight time you were in detention because of Paulina." Sam said, looking over at Tucker, who looked as though he was about to pass out.
"I gotta lay off those cheeseburgers." Tucker breathed as he straightened in time to see Danny laughing.
"Come on Tuck. We all know that's not going to happen. That would be like Sam eating a cheeseburger." Danny smirked as he looked at Sam, who glared at him.
"We know that wouldn't ever happen." Tucker chuckled, looking at Sam as well.
"But, back to what Sam said. It's true. You were in detention about eight times already because of her. Dude, just tell her how you feel. It's senior year, for god's sake." Tucker said in an exasperated voice.
"I know, I know. But, she's so pretty and I'm still that weird teenager from the 9th grade. Dash still calls me "Fentona"." Danny sighed, shaking his head.
"I want to tell her my feelings, but I can't. Do you know how it feels to like someone for years and still not being able to confess your feelings?" Danny asked, looking towards his best friends.
"I don't know. Do you, Sam?" Tucker smirked, nudging Sam, who turned and glared at him to shut up. Danny, still nicknamed "Clueless", didn't notice their little exchange and continued talking.
"I don't know what to do." He sighed.
"Why don't you just tell her?" Sam suggested, raising an eyebrow.
"I swear, you guys are so clueless sometimes." Sam scoffed, shaking her head.
"We'll continue this discussion later. Oh, are we still on for tonight?" Danny asked, diverting the attention from his love life to their night plans. Tucker nodded.
"What about you, Sam?" Danny asked, looking towards Sam who hadn't responded.
"Actually, I can't. My cousin is coming over for the weekend and my mom wants me to spend time with her. She's like a princess and my mom's hoping some of it'll rub off on me." Sam replied, irritated her mother was making her spend time with her older cousin, who was like a doll. However, it would prove to be a good distraction for her and only god knew how badly she needed that.
Danny looked at her annoyed face before bursting into laughter.
"So, are you two going to give each other makeovers? Is she gonna make you sexy?" Danny chuckled, covering his mouth to hide his laughter. Sam looked as if she had swallowed a lemon.
"No! Are you insane? My cousin is not touching me or my clothes." She growled.
"Just how old is this cousin?" Tucker asked, raising an interested eyebrow. Sam looked at him before shaking her head.
"Oh no, no, no, no." She said quickly, shaking her head while wagging her finger in his face.
"Sabrina is 23. Older than you. Off limits. Understood?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow as she said it.
"But, Tucker likes the older ladies and they like him too." Tucker smirked a flirty and suggestive smile, causing Sam to gag.
"That's disgusting, Tucker! You can't date my cousin!" Sam yelled, shaking her head.
"I think that's up to her!" Tucker shot back. Sam rolled her eyes before turning away.
"Whatever." She mumbled as she began to walk away.
"Sam, where are you going?" Danny called at her retreating figure. She stopped and turned towards them.
"My mom wants me home early today. Apparently, I need to look presentable for my cousin, so no hanging out today. I'll see you guys on Monday." Sam replied.
"Alright. See you on Monday." Danny called as she turned and headed down the block.
"Tell your cousin to call me!" She heard Tucker yell as she made her way home.
"Samantha darling, your cousin is here. Rise and shine, princess!" Pam Manson called in a singsongy voice as she opened the door of her daughter's room.
She didn't see her daughter. Rather, she saw a figure completely covered from head to toe with a black blanket.
"Honestly, I don't know who you got this from." Sam heard her mother complain about her room before closing the door of her room. She was used to it by now. After all, it was a daily routine. Not a day passed where her mother didn't try to convert her into a happy-go-lucky princess.
Sam let out a growl as she pulled the pillow over her head. She hated waking early in the morning, especially on a Saturday.
She heard her door open again and let out a vicious growl as someone tugged on her blanket.
"Rise and shine, Sammy love. I'm here and we're going to have so much fun." Sam let out a groan now as her cousin's vocie drifted to her ear.
"Let me sleep." She grumbled. However, she felt her blanket being pulled off. She opened her eyes slightly and saw Sabrina head over to the window, where she pulled the curtains aside. Sam let out a yell as sunlight poured into the room.
"Get out!" Sam yelled as she jumped out of bed and closed the curtains. However, Sabrina was busy hunting through her drawers for something for her to wear.
"God Samantha. Is this what you wear?" Sabrina asked, holding up a black t-shirt with a flaming skull.
"Leave my clothes alone." Sam growled as she snatched her shirt from her cousin. However, Sabrina was already shaking her head in disapproval.
"This won't do, love. We need to take you shopping. Now." Sabrina said, going through the rest of Sam's clothes.
"Shopping? No way am I going shopping." Sam growled, snatching the rest of her clothes from her cousin.
"Please?" Sabrina asked, looking at her with pleading eyes.
"No." Sam growled, folding her hands in an attempt to remain unshakable.
Two hours later, Sam was following her cousin around in the mall, an annoyed look on her face. After bothering her for 15 minutes straight, Sam had consented and had gone shopping with her cousin. It wasn't bad at first as they walked into store after store. The bad part came when Sabrina began to pick out clothes for Sam, which all happened to be bright and feminine.
They had gone into one store and had bought almost 7 skirts for her. Sam had insisted on getting only pants, but Sabrina got her way in the end. After all, she was older and was the one currently carrying the credit card.
"So, Sammy, how's school?" Sabrina asked as they entered another store. Sam shrugged as she followed her cousin.
"Fine, I guess." She replied, not really caring to give a better answer.
"Oh, come one. You can do better than that. What's up with your friend you like or at least use to? Danny, was it?" She asked, turning to face her cousin. Sam looked at Sabrina, her eyes wide.
"I take it you still like him." Sabrina smirked at Sam's expression. Sam quickly shook her head and turned away, her cheeks burning.
"It's fine. Did you tell him as yet?" Sabrina asked as she picked up a hot pink shirt. Sam sighed and shook her head.
"No. And I don't plan on it." She replied, looking at a black t-shirt.
"Why?" Sabrina asked, turning her full attention on her younger cousin.
"Because, there's no point. He doesn't see me as more than a best friend. I don't even think he sees me as a girl." Sam sighed, shaking her head.
"It's best to forget it." She said, putting the shirt back.
"Don't say that, Sammy. The only reason he doesn't see you as a girl is because you don't show yourself as a girl. They probably all forgot that you are a girl. And a really beautiful one too." Sabrina smiled, looking down at her younger cousin.
"I know. But, he likes Paulina. Not that I blame him. She is hot and perfect." Sam scoffed.
"Then, we'll just have to remind everyone of how hot and perfect you are." Sabrina smiled as she pulled Sam out of the store.
"Where are we-" Sam began before they stopped in front of a store.
"Oh, no way. There is no way I'm going in there." Sam said, shaking her head before turning towards her cousin.
"Oh, come on Sammy. This is the only way they're remember how sexy you can be. Besides, they're having a sale on a full makeover, which is perfect!" Sabrina squealed, dragging Sam behind her into the store.
Sam felt as though she had walked into a doll house as she entered the beauty parlor. There were so many bright colors all around her along with women dressed in so many shades of pink and girls dressed in the latest fashion. Her eyes darted around the parlor, from the washing station to the highlighting section to the manicure section.
"Oh, this is going to be so much fun!" Sabrina squealed, looking over at Sam, who looked rooted to the spot in terror. Sam slowly shook her head before turning towards her cousin.
"Absolutely not." She said, pulling her hand away from her cousin. Without another word, she turned and headed towards the exit. However, she felt someone grab her hand and turned to see Sabrina holding her.
"Oh, no you're not. I finally got you to come into a beauty parlor after years of trying. I'm not letting you out this easily." Sabrina smirked her trademark smirk. As Sam looked at it, she realized that she had lost.
An hour later, Sam stood in front of the mirror, unable to believe her eyes. Who was the girl looking back at her from the mirror?
"You look so beautiful. Totally sexy." Sabrina said, smiling at her younger cousin.
Sam looked at her face and nearly fainted. It was full of blush and, instead of her purple lipstick, she was wearing a shade of hot pink. She had on blush and her contacts were removed to reveal her beautiful cerulean eyes.
As Sam looked at the female in the mirror who was supposed to be her, she couldn't find herself anywhere in the girl. Who was the girl in the mirror?
The only thing Sam actually like about the makeover was her hair. She had let it grow, so it was around her shoulder. However, she had convinced Sabrina to let her get red and purple highlights as opposed to the golden ones Sabrina has wanted them to put. She knew that Sabrina had probably felt bad for changing her completely. No doubt she had said yes so Sam could retain a small part of her previous look.
Sam hated her clothed with a passion. They were simply horrible. Sabrina had picked them out for her. She was currently wearing the short jean shirt with the chain belt Sabrina had bought at the second store they had gone to complete with a hot pink strapless which exposed her stomach. Sabrina had gotten rid of her combat boots. Instead of her combat boots, on her feet were hot pink Converses.
"Wait until your mom sees you!" Sabrina yelled as she grabbed Sam and pulled her out of the parlor. As they headed towards the car waiting at the entrance of the mall, Sam noticed that she was turning more heads than ever, a new thing to her. Several times, she caught guys staring at her in awe and more than once, she heard wolf whistles along with a "Hey baby" or "Wanna hang out?".
Sam felt uncomfortable with all the new attention she was receiving, especially when most of it came from the opposite sex. Of course, that only made Sabrina even more excited and convinced that she had done Sam a huge favor.
When Sam got home, she felt like ripping her ears off as her mother's happy and excited voice reached her ears, thrilled that Sam had finally changed her image.
"She looks amazing. Really, you've outdone yourself Sabrina. I should have called you earlier." Pam was saying as she examined Sam. Sam merely rolled her eyes as her mother examined her and her outfit for the 9th time in an hour since she had arrived home.
"I know. The best part will be on Monday, when everyone at school sees her." Sabrina said, smiling at Sam. Sam, however, felt her heart stop as she remembered that she had school on Monday. She had totally forgotten about school. What was she going to do? There was no way she would be able to walk down the halls of Casper High looking the way she did.
"Whoa! Who is that? What a hot babe!" Several boys yelled as the girl walked down the hallway. Even Dash's head turned towards the beautiful new girl who was walking down the hallway of Casper High. No one had seen her before.
Danny turned and felt his breath stop as he caught sight of the girl all the guys were going on about. They certainly had a reason to comment and stare. She was probably the most beautiful girl h had ever seen, even more beautiful than Paulina.
She had on Capri jeans and a purple tube top. Her hair was pulled back with a clip with a few strands falling in front of her right eye. Her luscious lips were pink shiny with lipgloss.
Danny stared at the girl and saw her amazing cerulean eyes looking at the hallway at all the guys who were staring at her. Danny saw that even Dash was staring at her in admiration and looked as though he would swoon if she so much as glanced in his direction.
Suddenly, her eyes fell on him and a smile crossed her face.
"Danny! There you are!" She called as she headed towards him.
"Dude, did she just call you?" Tucker asked, looking at Danny. Danny shrugged and turned towards her as Tucker began to drink water.
Danny looked at the girl heading towards him before a gasp escaped his mouth.
"Sam?" He asked, the shock in his voice obvious. She froze before she reached him as eyes turned towards her. Tucker, who was drinking water, spit it out and began to choke. Danny turned towards his best friend and hit him on the back in an attempt to stop the choking.
"Sam?" Everyone exclaimed in shock as they looked at her. Sam looked down and nodded, unsure what to say.
Suddenly, wolf whistles filled the air along with gasps.
The boys were now staring at her and yelling out compliments.
"Since when did you become such a babe?", "Sam, you're sexy!", and "Wanna hang out?" were some of the things Sam heard as she headed towards Danny and Tucker. Before she reached them, Dash stepped in front of Danny and smiled.
"Hey, Fenton, you two aren't dating, right?" Dash asked. Danny shook his head.
"Good. Then, you won't care if I ask her out." Dash smirked before turning and headed towards Sam. Danny felt an urge to punch him, but he was already heading towards Sam. He saw Dash run up to her and ask her if she wanted to sit with him at lunch.
He smirked as Sam turned him down before she pushed past him and headed towards Danny and Tucker.
"Hey, guys. What's up?" Sam smiled as she reached them. Both just stared at her in shock.
"Sam, what did you do this weekend?" Tucker finally asked.
"Well, my cousin came over." Sam replied, still not looking at them.
"Hey Fenton, what happened to Manson? She's a babe!" Several guys yelled at Danny as they walked by. Danny himself couldn't even tell what had happened to her. He just continued to stare at her in disbelief.
How could she be Sam? And, if she was Sam, how had he never seen how hot and sexy she was before?
Soooo, this is the revised version! What do you guys think? Reviews!