A New Bloom a Danny phantom fanfic

Chapter 3

Hey I know I said this was a Sam's point of view but in order to truly build the friendship between Sam and tucker I have to write this chapter in his point of view. So I take it back. I apologize for screwing with your perceptions. This is far more focused on Sam then on any other character. So there. Oh also I may or may not ship Valerie and tucker so... Yeah that's a thing. I apologize to any readers who are currently pissed at me. For whatever reason, meaning being late about the update not anything else this is my story not yours don't expect me to change something that isn't grammar just to appeal to the masses Capisce Capisce.
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I'm alive!!!! Sorry for the wait got distracted by another fic.

         I was playing Tetris on Valerie, my PDA.  Though she was known as Stacy to my friend. To be honesty this was my third Valerie. Even since she stopped being an a lister I can't but help thinking about her. In that short period of time she dramatically changed. She became so so resilient. Guess that's why I kept naming my PDAs Valerie because no matter what she just keeps on coming back.

        The Adams family theme song starts ringing through the music. I knew Sam would eventually call be but its only eight. Something must be wrong. Neither of my best friends are morning people. Quite the opposite. I remember when I was waking Danny up during our sleepovers as kids. It was like a bomb had gone off. Even back then when Danny was asleep heaven help anyone who woke him up. If they even got to that point it is. Sam was similar, if slightly better from her you'd only get a glare that made you wish you were dead.

Picking up my phone I think about how much I love technology. Especially how it can be built up. my PDA for example can do pretty much everything. Sure people say the same thing about an iPhone but with a PDA its a lot more personal and private as well as giving me more sense of a safety if anyone ever steals my phone at least they won't have all of my information. I've designed a couple of stuff as well. My biggest project is a code to replace some of Danny's parents software. There is nothing I wouldn't do for one of my best friends.

Answering I Immediately reply with our typical response. "What up goth one?" I can hear Sam's breathing through the phone.

        "Hey I just needed someone to talk to." As if Sam ever needs to have someone to rant to. She must be nervous about something.

   , "Wow must have been one hell of a bad dream to get you panicked." Might as well use this as a way to get back at her. I frown then again she seems pretty distraught. Or rather as distraught as she can get  before becoming a 'pink fluffy waste of oxygen we call the modern girl', Her words not mine. Personally I don't see anything wrong with a girl being pink and fluffy, but you can't say that to Sam without getting kicked in the shins. those boots have left so many bruises on my legs that by now I know better then to say stuff like that.

        "Must you be so good at being annoying?" Her voice awakens me from my reminiscing. Looks like I haven't said anything to mean at all that's at least one worry off my chest

Easily I smile saying,"Yes, otherwise yours and Danny's  egos would explode." My inner demon danced with happiness, that was a good one. I'll have to remember it for later.

Frowning I remembered what I was worried about,"So what dreams got your panties in a twist?" The line went quiet. No more time with messing around with Sam its best to get everything out right away. The only exception to this being her crush on Danny. If  I ,and subsequently everyone who had ever met the two, didn't know  that they were in love with one anther, it would have taken anyone approximately five seconds to figure it out.

         "It was about the undergrowth thing. It really shook me up. All I can think of is how close I came to hurting you all. I was so so heartless. Not like cheer leader heartless but full on evil ruler almost Vladlike cruelty. That scares me tuck and I don't know what to do."  Her entire speech was quivering like it had been scared to death and then left outside in a blizzard. She was scarred.

That just didn't sit right with me. Sam rarely got scared. She was like this wall of impenetrable fortitude.

Holding my phone up to my ear I said the best thing I could think of.

"Hold on I'll go to Danny's and wake him up and then we'll come over to your house."

A quiet okay was my only reply.