hey guys!

This is technically my 13th story since the one I uploaded before (Silence is Deceicing) really belongs to FabinaFan14, this is my original idea, making it my 13th story :)

Now, what's so special about the number "13"? Most people think it's unlucky; for me, it's my lucky number! XD Go figure.

I may put a few things in here with what's going on in my life but maybe not.

Hope you guys enjoy! Review too incase I forget at the end ;)

"Samantha, darling, can you come here for a second?" Sam Manson's mother called up to her, using the PA system in their house. Sam rolled her eyes and reluctantly got out of bed. "Are you coming?" her mother called again.

"Yes," she groaned as she entered her mother's bedroom. "What do you want?" she asked annoyed.

Her mother held two outfits up against herself. "Which one do you think is better for court and looks more 'professional'?" she asked.

One outfit was an elegant black dress, which was the only thing Sam honestly liked in her mother's wardrobe, that went almost down to the ground and the other was a feminine suit. "The suit," Sam said, adding on, "Can I go now?" at the end, still annoy.

Her mom sighed. "I suppose so."

"Thank you," Sam said, turning to was out. Then it hit her. Why is she going to court? she wondered. "Hey, Mom," she said. Her mom turned to her. "Why are you going to court?" she asked.

Her mom sighed again. "It's a long story, dearie."

"It doesn't have to be. Just tell me why you're going and I'll leave," she said simply. She wanted only a few words and she was gonna fight for them.

"Because," her mom began, hesitantly. There was a pause. "Because your father and I are fi..." She trailed so Sam couldn't hear.

"What?" she said.

"Because we're filing for bankruptcy," she finally blurted out.

Sam was in shock. What? That can't be right! We're filthy rich! What the f-hell! She never cursed, not even in her thoughts because of the off chance she might just blurt them out instead. This was an exception. "Okay, that's all I wanted to know," she said coolly, as if nothing had happened. She walked out of her mother's room and ran up to her own.

"Where is it? Where is it?" she said to herself, searching high and low for her phone. Once she found it, she did the four-number passcode, clicked the Phone App, and dialed the number that was on her top favorites.

"Hello?" a boy's voice that was slightly deep answered.

She couldn't hold back the tears any more. She mumbled a few unintelligible words into the phone. "Okay, okay," Danny's voice cooed, "settle down, alright? Take a deep breath; everything's gonna be alright, I promise," he said. Sam did as she was told and he continued. "I'm coming over, okay? Think you can last two minutes?" he joked. Sam giggled lightly. "Alright, I'll be there soon."

"Soon" was ninety seconds but felt like ninety lightyears. Danny phased through the wall easily and Sam jumped into his arms the moment she saw him. He began to run his fingers though her hair like she had always loved. After a few moments of being her shoulder to cry on, he said, "What happened?"

They plopped down on her bed, Sam on Danny's lap, and Sam explained everything she knew, which was very little. "Wow. That really sucks. You know if anything happens to where you get kicked out of your house-"

Sam sniffled and wiped her nose as she cut him off. "There's a law saying that in a bankruptcy, they can take anything worth value besides your house or something like that."

"Oh, okay. But still, you never know if the banks will take it away or not." Sam nodded, knowing it was the truth. Danny gripped her should in a hug and kissed her forehead for comforting purposes. "If there's anything I can do, just tell me and I'll do my best, okay? Remember that," he said with a smile.

Sam smiled back and said, "Can you keep it a secret?" He nodded, acknowledging she could trust him.

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I need a cool name for you guys.

When you think about it, everybody has a cool name for their fans, you know?

Christina Grimmie: Team Grimmie
Shane Dawson: mother f***ers

Erm...I can't think of anyone else XD

I wanna call you guys something!

Leave me a review on what you want me to call you guys!

Love you guys, too, as always :)

xxSam