... doesn't he love me!" yelled Jazz.
Outside the door Danny heard Jazz cry. He walked to his room. "I do love you Jazz, I'm just now sure how much," thought Danny.
(Monday- Casper High: 7:00 o'clock)
A 16 year old Sam Manson sat on the stairs of the school with a sad expression on her face. Sam was the Best Female friend of Danny Fenton/Phantom who she had been crushing on since the 7th grade. Sam stood at 5'4", purple eyes, black hair that fell to her past her shoulders, athletic figure that had filled out quite nicely with large c, small d-cup breasts with a round bouncing ass. She had changed her clothes up since last year. She wore a tight dark red shirt with long sleeves that stopped in the middle of her forearms and stopped just above her stomach, a black, leather mini skirt, black stockings, black high heel boots, a purple jacket with mesh sleeves, purple lipstick, and on her neck was a black choker with a small metal skull
Sam had been sad all week as Danny had been out of School to attend to family matters. She felt for the guy. Her grandfather had died nearly 7 years ago and it still hurt like hell when she remembered him. She liked Mr. Fenton. She had hoped that he would be their to Dance with her at her wedding to Danny.
She blushed when she thought about her best friend. She stood up an...