Okay guys sorry I have taken yet another roller coaster ride on this crazy thing called life! Whew, I will do you a favor and spare the details, but I would like to present none other then Chapter 9!


As I hung up the phone with Brandon, I let my arm fall to the bed. Staring back up at my ceiling, I contemplated the last steps of my plan. Setting, audience, and maybe an escape plan if it all gets shot to hell. I smirked to myself. My mind flashed back to what has got me here and I couldn't even begin to comprehend how this is going to go about. I briefly reminded myself how much I was going out on a limb here with plan for the next two days.

Brandon seemed to think it was a good idea, and he has never steered me wrong. Maybe it really is time. I allowed myself to be optimistic. It seems like a lot of motions have been set into play perfectly. Perfectly. I narrowed my eyes, maybe a little too perfectly. I began to wonder what would have happened is if I didn't take Kitty, Ember and Spectra up on their offer.

I mean, don't get me wrong I'm beyond thrilled that they came to me, but I don't think they would have acted on their own intentions to help me. Especially since most of the time they were trying to blast me, Danny and Tucker to the deepest depths of hell. The familiar pounding in the back of my head alerted me to cease. Maybe I should stop analyzing for once and just enjoy the ride.

Its what's got me this far. Although I couldn't completely stop the nagging part of myself, I need to just enjoyed the ride for once and continue to let my mind focus on one mind-altering concept at a time. I looked out of the window and saw that the sun had set. Goodbye sun, hello moon. My favorite time of the day. Impulsively, I glanced at the clock to see what time it was. 7:03. Perfect.

I got up from my bed and walked over to my screen door to the balcony. I opened the door and allowed the cool air to hit me. Feeling suddenly inspired, I grabbed my book and a pencil from my desk and walked onto the balcony, shutting the door behind me. I sat on the floor and placed the book on my right leg and began to write on a clean page.

Beautiful night to write. My favorite time of the day.

I stopped. I inhaled and thought deeply about what I wanted to express.

Tom morrow is the big day I guess. I don't know exactly what to expect, but I know that Brandon, Andrea, Con and John all agreed to help me out. More people knew about Danny and I than I thought and I'm grateful that they are willing to help me, but-

'But,' I thought as I stopped writing. I didn't have a bad feeling like I usually do when something is about to go wrong. I sighed, knowing that I was just plain scared.

What if Danny doesn't like it, or doesn't even show? What if I become a laughing stock of the entire school? I furrowed my brows at that thought.

When did I actually start caring about what they think? I snorted at myself as I thought to myself, Paulina's empire can go to hell.

My only concern is what Danny and Tucker think. Besides, even if the school did like my songs it's not like they would tell me, in fear of their queen knowing.

I laughed at the thought of me performing while they just stare with disdain before turning their noses to whatever we were doing. That, is guaranteed.

I nodded to myself. However, even if they miraculously like my performance and express themselves, it doesn't change my opinion. Though, the only hesitant part is that I would be so vulnerable afterward, I wouldn't know what to say to Danny. I decided to record these thoughts if I couldn't tell anyone about them.

I guess I'm really afraid about what Danny is going to do. What the hell is he even going to say? All of this uncertainty has me really wondering if I should continue.

As soon as I finished writing that sentence I shook my head.

No, of course I can't quit now, the band is coming all the way back from the UK to help me. I can't let them down. I guess if I can't do it for myself, I'll do it for them.

I nodded with my new found resolution.

I just wish I knew what to say to him. Since the universe doesn't like me to come out and say "I love you Danny" I'm hoping that maybe in the heat of the moment, something will come to me. Hopefully.

I pictured just standing in front of him, not knowing what to say, mouth gaping open and closed like a fish and stuttering like a three year old. I shuddered.

If not, I could always avoid him. At least until I think of something to say. With Danny you can never hide to long. Maybe this is good. I don't need to hide anymore. I think it's time that I take a chance and confess how I feel. I'll just hope that by telling him that I love him I don't ruin the precious friendship we have held so long. Forgive me, But I just can't live as friends anymore.

I put my pencil down as I felt moisture in my eyes. I blinked them away, not allowing myself to feel sadness for a possibility. I took a deep breath and felt a breeze come by, slightly disappointed that I didn't feel a certain chill it usually gives me when he's here. I mulled over all of the events that have gotten me here. The highs and the lows, and between them all Danny has been there. I have to do this. I'm hoping that I'm making the right decision. But at this moment, it feels like the only decision. I can' just sit on the sidelines anymore. I amended that I had to make this happen.


I yawned as I got to my next class and shrugged my backpack higher on my shoulder, the books beginning to annoy me as it weighed me down. With the combination of lack of sleep and sore muscles it was definitely a contributing factor to the ever-growing hindrance known as school in my life. I blew some hair out of my eyes and continued down my path. I couldn't believe that I had actually made it to school on time.

Fuckin' Skulker. Why couldn't ghosts just stay in the ghost zone? It would make my life so much easier. I rounded a corner to my locker as the bell rang. Damn. Well, I thought I was going to make it to class on time. I grabbed my books and headed to Economics. Hoping that Ms. Maple will have mercy on me today, I don't want to have to explain to my parents why I have another detention.

Though I don't know why they think I would go. As I approached the door I searched my memory for an excuse that I haven't used in a while. Sick? Tired? Dog ate my homework? No ride to school?

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" I heard softly approaching. Turning towards the sound I see a flash of black coming down the hallway. It was Sam, she was digging in her backpack for something, numerous profanities being shot left and right. She had her hair up in a high ponytail with a tight black and mid-thigh red corset dress with knee high black and white converse. I couldn't keep myself from ogling at her. She had a petite yet curvy figure, her creamy porcelain skin creating a large contrast with what she was wearing. She still hadn't noticed that I'm about ten feet in front of her.

So I leaned against the locker and decided to wait and see if she would notice me. Her lips were shaped into an adorable angry pout, and I couldn't help myself from thinking about ravishing her beautifully plump lips.

"I can't fucking believe that stupid ass, cock-sucking-"

"Well I never!" I faked gasped, putting a hand on my heart in an interpretation of a southern belle. When she gasped and look up startled I began to laugh. "Seems someone is having a moment."

"Danny!" She squeaked, flushing all shades of red. "How much of that did you hear?"

"All of it. And I must say you have a sailor's mouth on you young lady. Someone needs some orbit gum." I teased. "I'm sorry, I just...-uh- not having a great morning." She blew out a frustrated breath.

"What's wrong?" I asked, generally concerned. Sam doesn't usually let simple misfortunes bother her so much, it takes a lot to stress her out.

"Um-" She paused, looking at me and biting her lip. Then she looked away. "It's nothing." Oh no, not this again.

"Sam." I warned her, "I've told you. There's nothing that you can't tell me."

"There isn't anything I can't tell you." She correctly softly, attempting to change the subject.

"Sam, I'm serious." I looked at her head on, even though her focus was on the tiles. I stepped closer to her and leaned down slightly.

"Grammar is a serious iss-" She started but I cut her off.

"Sam." I said in a commanding tone. She winced at my tone and began to play with a strand of her hair, her gaze still focused on the ground. I closed our distance and gripped her chin softly, firmly enough for her to know I was serious.

"You promised, no more secrets." I searched deep into her, trying to find what exactly was bothering her. Her eyes widened a fraction and her breathing slowed slightly. She seemed like she was searching for something. Apparently she didn't find it because she back out of my grip as shook her head.

"I...I did. didn't I? But its just-" She sighed, looking around. "I don't think..." She trailed off as she looked at everything except me.

"We could always leave school, if you're uncomfortable here. We're both late anyway and probably missed the lesson." I saw her waver, testing the pros and cons in her head. I stepped closer to her and crouched a little so I could get to her ear. "And I don't feel like detention today." I whispered. She snorted.

"Me neither," She whispered back. "I like the idea of going back to your house." "Sounds like a plan, maybe we can stop by the store and pick up some gum to clean up your dirty little mouth." I chased, causing her to roll her eyes. After a moment she looked back at me and genuinely smiled.

"Thanks Danny."

"Anytime Sam." I smiled back. I wrapped my arms around her waist, and she laced hers around mine, ready to take off. I felt the familiar bands beginning to form around my waist. The door to Ms. Maple's room was thrown open and I froze, Sam stiffening in my arms.

"I'll be right back-" She turned and saw Sam and me. "Well, well, well I can see why you two are late." She winked and giggled. The hoots and dog whistles from inside the room made me blush. Sam and I let go of each other and I went to go scratch the back of my neck and focus on a really interesting spot on the locker next to her room. The endless lovebird comments came left and right from various classmates.

"Yeah Fenton!"

"Whooooop get it man!"

"Our boy becomes a man!"

"You haven't missed too much, I will be generous and turn the other cheek. However, I do not expect this to turn into a habit." She scolded. "Although I will suggest if you too are planning on exchanging affection that you do not do so outside my door." She smirked. "Now go on and get situated while I go and get my copies." She stepped aside and I shook my head before I grabbed Sam's hand as we headed inside the classroom.

The hoots and hollers not bothering me as much as I thought it would. I turned to Sam to see her glance up at me shrugging and we both shared a smile. No one had to know, and we weren't going to hide like little kids. Although when things settled down and I glanced at Sam again, she had a small smile on her face. Minus all of the attention and interferences, I couldn't help but think if this is what it would be like to be with Sam. Be with Sam, just the thought alone made me smile wider.

'Soon Sam, Soon.'


"Mr. Fenton!" I awoke with a start, not realizing that I had once again fallen asleep in Lancer's class. I groggily incoherently mumbled before sitting up. I rubbed my eyes roughly as my vision began to focus. I yawned when Mr. Lancer rattled on with another lecture.

"You need to pay attention Mr. Fenton, now I realize that this isn't the most exciting of topics, but it is imperative that you absorb this information for your assignment." I yawned again as he went on and on, nodding wherever appropriate. When his focus was back on the entire class I tuned him out again, glancing around the classroom to see what everyone else was up to. Some were nodding off as I was a while ago. The artists were doodling in their notebooks, but most were on their phones texting or watching you tube videos. Whatever else not having to do with class.

I glanced to my left at Sam who had her head in her hand writing in some type of journal. She looked far away in thought, and curiosity sparked up inside me. I wonder what she was thinking about. I saw her stop and look up at me. I smiled at being caught by her before crossing my eyes and sticking my tongue out making a dumb face at her. She laughed softly and I continued.

I scrunched my face together by smashing my eyes and mouth towards my nose. When I ceased to look at her, she had eyebrow arched, probably wondering if I was crazy. I mouthed 'bored' before shrugging. She shook her head a moment before looking around and then back at me. Now it was my turn to arch my brow. She then arched her left eyebrow, and then her right, back and forth.

I gaped, watching this amazing miracle occur. She stopped an giggled at my response before turning her attention back to her journal with a grin overtaking her face. I smiled and sat back in my chair, very satisfied with my accomplishments. Still watching Sam's smile in my peripheral, I opened my book and began the assignment Lancer wrote on the board.


Danny is so childish sometimes. And I love every minute of it.

I smiled harder as I continued writing.

He always tries to make me laugh, even if its just for his own amusement. His grin is like a child in a candy store and I couldn't help but play into his game. He is the only person to bring out my playful side that I thought died so long ago. The way he makes me feel is just...indescribable.

I blushed thinking how sappy I've become because of him. I decided to look up and was heavily disappointed to see an assignment written on the board from Lancer. I sighed while putting away from journal. Danny was still in the back of my mind as I opened my book to the grammar section to Dangling modifiers. Finishing quickly, I couldn't stop myself from glancing over at Danny every once in a while, seeing his eyebrows knit together in concentration.

I noticed the adorable way he lightly chewed on his pencil, the way his eyes scanned the book and back at his work and vice versa. He flipped through the pages and checking for the examples. I smiled again and went back to finishing the last one on my paper. Suddenly, I felt the vibration of my phone in my pocket. Looking up at Lancer who was deep into "Gone with the Wind", I leaned back into my seat and checked my phone. The message was from Brandon:

The gang's all here, let's bust this shit out! Get your ass outta class!

I smiled and replied back.

Fuck ya! Meet you in five.

I quickly finished the assignment and began to pack my belongings. The rustling of my papers and zipping of my backpack signaled a couple of kids to look up at the clock. However, they all moaned, disgruntled with chagrin while continuing their work with twenty minutes still left in class. I got up with my backpack to Lancer's and placed my paper in the bin, the very first one. He raised a brow at me but said nothing, his wondering eyes on my backpack questioned why I had brought it.

"Mr. Lancer, may I be excused to the Nurse? I'm not feeling well." I lied to his face. My practiced features showing distinct signs of fatigue and pain, but not overly so.

"Hmmmm, well since you finished so quickly I guess I can let you go. Just no lingering in the hallway." He nodded me off before returning back to his book. I thanked him before making my way out of the classroom. I headed down the hall to the cafeteria where I was sure Brandon, John, Andrea and Con were setting up. I felt my heart start to beat faster, realizing that I was nervous about the plan now. I forced my self to subside my feelings and I felt excitement to see my second family again. I pushed through the double doors and saw that they were all ready by their instruments.

"Sam!" Brandon greeted me. He hugged me tightly and I did the same, finding comfort in his embrace. Though it was short-lived, before I knew it both Brandon and I were tackled to the ground by the rest of the band. We all laughed at our childish behavior before sitting upright and I glanced around. In the front of the cafeteria there was a black stage with all of our instruments, and a tall black microphone stand in the middle. I stared at it for a moment while I heard mindless chatter from everyone around me. I took a deep breath and sighed it out.

"So you ready or what? Don't tell me your getting cold feet!" John sprouted out of nowhere.

"No! No, course not...I'm just..."I trailed off. How did I feel about this plan? I wasn't sure. I felt a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"It's okay Sam, we know. Just try and let loose. Pretend that no one is even here." Con smiled, patting me on the back and he got up, which caused everyone else to follow suit. I thought over his words as we began walking towards the stage.

"So this is what you meant, when you said that you spent. And now its time to build from the bottom of the pit right to the top, don't hold back. Packing my bags and giving the academy a rain check." John sprang out singing. Everyone smiled.

"I don't ever want to let you down!" Andrea joined. "I don't ever want to leave this town." Con sang along.

"Cause after all, the city never sleeps at night." Brandon finished, they all looked and me, eyebrows raised.

"It time to begin, isn't it? I get a little bit bigger but then I'll admit I'm just the same as I was," I sang softly.

"LOUDER!" John encouraged.

"Now don't you understand? That I'm never changing who I am." I finished a slighter louder. John continued, as we got to the stage and Con started created a makeshift beat on the drums.

So this is where you fell,
and I am left to sell
The path to heaven run through
miles of clouded hell
right to the top
Don't look back
Turning to rags and
giving the commodities a rain check

I don't ever want to let you down
I don't ever want to leave this town
Cuz after all, the city never sleeps at night

Andrea filled in the guitar gap, singing along to the chorus. John picked up his guitar and played along. Brandon grabbed the microphone and took the lead.

Its time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger
but then I'll admit,
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am

I softly sang along beside him on stage.

Its time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit
bigger but then I'll admit,
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am

Brandon gave me the mike with a smile. "Its your show hun." Brandon reminded me. I nodded and took the mike from him.

"This road never look so lonely!" I sang out, regaining my confidence. "This house doesn't burn down slowly."

"To ashes,"

"To ashes!" Everyone joined in. Andrea dropped out the guitar and Con slammed his drum sticks together to the beat.

Its time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger
but then I'll admit,
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am

Andrea slammed down on her guitar and our instruments came back in, while Brandon and I went harmony, blaring out the lyrics.

Its time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger
but then I'll admit,
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am!

I took a deep breathe with the last chords and for a moment I felt true satisfaction.

"Now that's what I'm talking about! Sell it!" John encouraged, and we all laughed at his overenthusiastic behavior.

"See now, all you needed was a little push!" Con smiled, continuing to twirl his drumstick in his hand.

"Ya! Don't remember why we came all the way from the bloody UK! Show this little witch what you got!" Andrea rang out from the left.

"Time to beat her at her own game." Brandon finished. "Unless you know, you're a chicken shit." He laughed as I hit him, my pride coming at full force at me.

"Oh Please." I waved off. In the middle of our laughter the bell decided to make itself known and we all prepared for the lunch rush into the cafeteria. When the first couple of people, mainly freshman eager to get into the lunch line, piled in I turned to Brandon, suddenly realizing something. "Wait, we never rehearsed this!" I hissed softly. He shook his head tsk-ing at me.

"Oh Sam, its like you don't even know us anymore. Just give us a tempo and let us worry about the rest." He winked at me. I nodded and smiled. He's right, I need to loosen up and just let this happen. I tapped on my thigh and they all nodded to the beat. Brandon began a steady chord on his guitar while Andrea followed suit on the bass. Con made two sub-dividing beats on the drums. I let them play through the sequence twice before coming in. In the midst of it I glanced around the cafeteria noticing that we had about half of everyone's attention. I silently took a breathe before beginning.

In her skin
Like a puppet, a girl on a string

Broke away
Learned to fly
If you want her back, gotta let her shine

So it looks like the joke's on you
'Cause the girl that you thought you knew

By this time I had almost everyone's attention, wondering what was going on.

She's so gone
That's so over now
She's so gone
You won't find her around
You can look but you won't see

The girl I used to be
'Cause she's
She's so gone

I gripped the mike tightly, letting all my nerves out physically; continuing through the lyrics and moving along he crowd I noticed I had everyone's attention, some nodding their heads to the beat and others smiling at me.

Here I am
This is me
And I'm stronger than you ever thought I'd be

Are you shocked?
Are you mad?
That you're missing out on who I really am

Brandon came to my side, immediately grabbing my attention. He used his guitar to point in the direction of the table in front of us. The jock and cheerleader table. They tried to pay me no mind, which was a little difficult considering that they were about five feet away from the Amps. Paulina sat in the middle with her back to me on purpose. Brandon and I locked eyes and I instantly knew what he was thinking. I got a big smile on my face as I took the mike off of the stand, continuing my lyrics.

Now it looks like the joke's on you
'Cause the girl that you thought you knew

I backed up and jumped off the stage, landing on their table. I thanked my lucky stars that the cheap table didn't break. I stomped and danced on their table, refusing to be ignored. I ripped the hair tie out of my hair, allowing my hair to do as it pleased.

She's so gone
That's so over now
She's so gone
You won't find her around
You can look but you won't see
The girl I used to be

I jumped off the table, slowing making my way to the Latina that was glaring daggers at me. I felt all eyes on me as I made my way towards her, focusing on my lyrics.

'Cause she's
She's so gone away
Like history
She's so gone
Baby, this is me, yeah

There was a small instrumental break in the music, and I took the time to stare down the Latina glaring at me. I showed her that I wasn't afraid and that she had nothing on me. The music started up again and I blared the lyrics on purpose, turning away from her and starting down the path to the table where Tucker, Danny and I usually sat.

She's so gone
That's so over now
She's so gone
You won't find her around

I found the table and was ecstatic to see them standing there, completely bewildered at what was going on. I leaned against our table, finishing my verse before turning, intentionally wanting to get on the table. Danny smiled and grabbed my hand, helping my up. I winked in thanks, before turning my attention back to the crowd. I noticed that Paulina and her followers has stomped out of the cafeteria and everyone cheered at my performance.

You can look but you won't see
The girl I used to be
'Cause she's
She's so gone!

The cheering increased and hooted and whistled.

She's so gone

I reached my hand towards Danny, who grabbed it and helped me off the table. I continued from our table.

You can look but you won't see
The girl I used to be
'Cause she's
She's so gone

I went to head back to the stage but I got held back, realizing that I never let go of Danny's hand. Seemingly realizing it at the same time that I did, he spun me around before winking, letting me go back to the stage in a haze.

So long
She's so gone, she's so gone...

I got to the stage and ran up the stairs, eager to finish the last verse where I started.

Gone, gone, gone.

After his last smash, Con dropped his drumsticks as he ran his hands through his hair while Brandon, John and Andrea finished their ending chords. The crowd cheered not only for my performance, but the fact that I confronted Paulina in front of the own school on my own terms. Catching my breathe, I glanced back over to Danny and Tucker who were both smiling at me.

Tucker gave me a thumbs up and Danny cheered extra loud. The butterflies in my stomach hitting me at full force. I took another deep breathe and glanced at my band mates, who all offered me applause or nods of approval. I smiled wide, feeling nothing short of invincible.

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