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49. Stripes

Sam scowled fiercely as she brushed at the sand sticking to her freshly sunblocked legs. “If I weren’t a better person I’d really do some damage to her,” she grumbled as Danny handed her a towel.

“You’d be better off just wiping it all off and reapplying,” he suggested. He glanced towards the water out of the corner of his eye, not missing the smug way Paulina and Star were dipping their toes into it before dancing back. It was a show designed to grab attention from anyone and everyone, though Danny knew that one wanted Dash’s and the other was hoping for Danny Phantom to magically appear.

Sam jerked the towel out of his hands and he turned all of his attention back to her. “What?” he asked as he half-jokingly looked at his fingers for friction burn.

“You could save your Paulina-gawking for when I’m not sitting here trying to clean off her nastiness.” Sand and sunblock were coating the towel now.

Danny sighed as he patiently took the towel back from her and pulled her legs across his lap, beginning to carefully wipe the sand off. “Wasn’t looking at her because I like the sight,” he told her matter of factly. “I was thinking that maybe a little revenge was in order.”

He glanced up at her and found her watching him with one dark brow gracefully arched. “Revenge?” she asked. “Now you’re speaking my language.”

xXx

“Oh, you’re smooth, Danny” Sam breathed an hour later as they huddled side by side beneath her umbrella, trying to disappear from view so no one would ask about their hysterical laughter.

“I learned from the best,” he answered with a wicked grin as he handed her the now mostly empty bottle. “Of course, now I’m dooming you to frying like a lobster.”

She shrugged at him before tossing a welcoming smile at Tucker. “I don’t mind so much. A little sunburn is well worth it in the name of revenge.”

“Revenge?” Tucker asked as he settled himself on the blanket and pulled out his PDA. Then he blinked, adjusted his glasses and looked back up at his two best friends. “Revenge. Right. Spill.”

Sam started snickering as Danny picked up the empty bottle and turned it, and his hand, invisible, with barely a thought. “Revenge,” he said happily as Sam collapsed back, laughing outright now.

Tucker arched an eyebrow at them then followed Sam’s pointing finger to see Paulina, dead asleep facedown on her towel, with a massive crosshatching in thick white goop across her back.

“Ooh,” Tucker drew out with a smile that matched Danny’s. “Revenge. Wow. I can’t wait until Monday morning.”

xXx

Paulina, understandably, did not attend school on Monday. Or Tuesday, or Wednesday. She only showed up on Thursday when threatened to lose her place on the cheerleading squad.

She spent the morning in a long sleeved sweater until forced to remove it for gym class.

Aloe based cream to treat Sam’s sunburn: $12
Sunblock wasted on revenge: $7
Film for three cameras: $36

Seeing Paulina with a tanned in pattern? Oh, so priceless.

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49. Stripes

Sam scowled fiercely as she brushed at the sand sticking to her freshly sunblocked legs. “If I weren’t a better person I’d really do some damage to her,” she grumbled as Danny handed her a towel.

“You’d be better off just wiping it all off and reapplying,” he suggested. He glanced towards the water out of the corner of his eye, not missing the smug way Paulina and Star were dipping their toes into it before dancing back. It was a show designed to grab attention from anyone and everyone, though Danny knew that one wanted Dash’s and the other was hoping for Danny Phantom to magically appear.

Sam jerked the towel out of his hands and he turned all of his attention back to her. “What?” he asked as he half-jokingly looked at his fingers for friction burn.

“You could save your Paulina-gawking for when I’m not sitting here trying to clean off her nastiness.” Sand and sunblock were coating the towel now.

Danny sighed as he patiently took the towel back from her and pulled her legs across his lap, beginning to carefully wipe the sand off. “Wasn’t looking at her because I like the sight,” he told her matter of factly. “I was thinking that maybe a little revenge was in order.”

He glanced up at her and found her watching him with one dark brow gracefully arched. “Revenge?” she asked. “Now you’re speaking my language.”

xXx

“Oh, you’re smooth, Danny” Sam breathed an hour later as they huddled side by side beneath her umbrella, trying to disappear from view so no one would ask about their hysterical laughter.

“I learned from the best,” he answered with a wicked grin as he handed her the now mostly empty bottle. “Of course, now I’m dooming you to frying like a lobster.”

She shrugged at him before tossing a welcoming smile at Tucker. “I don’t mind so much. A little sunburn is well worth it in the name of revenge.”

“Revenge?” Tucker asked as he settled himself on the blanket and pulled out his PDA. Then he blinked, adjusted his glasses and looked back up at his two best friends. “Revenge. Right. Spill.”

Sam started snickering as Danny picked up the empty bottle and turned it, and his hand, invisible, with barely a thought. “Revenge,” he said happily as Sam collapsed back, laughing outright now.

Tucker arched an eyebrow at them then followed Sam’s pointing finger to see Paulina, dead asleep facedown on her towel, with a massive crosshatching in thick white goop across her back.

“Ooh,” Tucker drew out with a smile that matched Danny’s. “Revenge. Wow. I can’t wait until Monday morning.”

xXx

Paulina, understandably, did not attend school on Monday. Or Tuesday, or Wednesday. She only showed up on Thursday when threatened to lose her place on the cheerleading squad.

She spent the morning in a long sleeved sweater until forced to remove it for gym class.

Aloe based cream to treat Sam’s sunburn: $12
Sunblock wasted on revenge: $7
Film for three cameras: $36

Seeing Paulina with a tanned in pattern? Oh, so priceless.