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Amity Park: The Present

Sam's POV

"Aw, you two are so cute! It's about time too!" Tucker laughed at us as he caught Danny kissing me.

"Tuck, you know how to ruin the moment, don't you." I said.

My boyfriend, Danny, just blushed.

"Come on Sam, you know that you always did have a crush on Danny." Tucker laughed.

Danny looked at me, his eyes looked blurred. "Did you really?" He asked me. I blushed in response.

"Well, I'm going to the arcade. See you two lovebirds later." Tucker ran from us before either of us could retort.

I slid my finger behind Danny's neck, and he laughed. I never knew he was so ticklish.

Danny and I have been going out forever now, and Tucker just found out. That's funny.

Danny hugged me, and we began kissing again.

Then we decided to join Tucker at the arcade. I mean, come on. The arcade is fun!

Normal POV

Clockwork, master of all time, viewed the screen before him. "Danny, it's about time." He smirked in little more than a whisper.

"Hey, what am I doing?" a muffled voice coughed from inside a thermos.

Clockwork sighed. "Shut up you twit."

The evil Danny, who we all know as Dan, scowled from inside the thermos. "And exactly how do you intend to make me 'Shut up'?"

Clockwork banged his head against his time staff. Ever since Dan was trapped in that thermos, he caused great annoyance to Clockwork. The master of all time was very annoyed. Very annoyed. Dan just wouldn't shut up. But hitting the staff was a mistake.

"Oh no." Clockwork's eyes widened as he saw what was happening in the screen.

As veiwed in the screen

"Hey, Sam. Do you remember how we met?" Danny asked her.

"No, I don't." Sam replied.

Tucker snorted. "Oh, please. You mean you don't remember that I used to wear a cap instead of this chick magnet?" Tucker pointed at his berette (n/a I'm not sure how to spell it)

"Guys! Stop!" A portal opened in front of his two best friends, and they walked right into it. Danny stood there, shocked, then hurried in after them.

Amity Park: 4 years in the past

10-year old Sam's POV

It was my first day of school and I was not thrilled. Mom was going to send me to some school called Casper Middle. What grade am I in? I'm in 5th grade thank you very much. My family and I just moved here, and already I didn't like it. Amity Park was a nice town, too nice if you ask me.

I walked to school because I was too independent to let mom drive me. I knew exactly where to go because there was other kids my age walking to the same building. Not to mention the words, Casper Middle, could be read half a mile away. I sighed. This was the worst day of my life. Mom forced me to put a silly purple bow in my hair, and even though it matched my purple shirt and black pants, I still felt girly. I was attempting to get that thing out of my hair when I heard a disturbance behind me. I spun around to see what was going on.

"Dash! Can't you leave me alone?" A black haired boy yelled over his shoulder. He was running from a bigger boy with blonde hair.

CRASH!

I was pinned to the ground as the black haired boy ran into me. For a split second, I stared into his bright crystal-blue eyes as he stared into my lavender ones.

"Fenton! Get off the new girl!" The blonde boy, Dash, kicked the boy off of me and helped me up. I looked over at the black haired boy, who was now lying on the ground rubbing his ribs.

"Hello, my name is Dash, Dash Baxter. So, do you like Quarter Backs?" The Dash kid was talking to me. I didn't even know this boy, and already I hated him.

So, I did the only thing that made since to me. I kneed him in the place boys do not want to be kneed. Dash yelped and ran away from me. I smirked as I helped the other boy up.

"Th-Thanks." He gasped, still rubbing his ribs. That Dash kid must have kicked him really hard.

"Danny! Are you okay?" Another boy was running towards us. This one was African American, and he was wearing a red cap.

"Yeah, Tuck, I'm fine." Danny winced. "I think Dash broke one of my ribs, but I will be okay." At this, Danny looked at me. "Thanks for…uh…"

I smiled. "No problem."

The two boys, Danny and Tucker, seemed to be good friends. "You new here?" Danny glanced at me nervously. I nodded. "What's your name?" Tucker asked politely.

"My name is Sam, Sam Manson. So, do you like Goths?" I mimicked that Dash kid. We all laughed.

Normal POV

The three 10-year olds went on to school. This was lucky because where they were just standing, a portal appeard, dumping three future teens into the past.

"Whoa, where are we?" Sam asked.

Tucker checked his PDA. "I don't know, my PDA is going wonky."

"Wonky?" Sam raised an eyebrow.

Danny stood there staring at a billboard. "I think I know why it's going wonky, Tuck." Danny pointed to the sign he was staring at.

The other two gasped. The sign would have been just another advertisment, but it showed the current date.

"2003? But it's 2007!" Tucker shouted.

"Don't you get it? We are in the past!" Sam squeatched.