A/N: This is another random one shot :D Read and review, please!
"You know what, Danny?" Sam leaned back in her chair, fanning herself with her hand.
"What?" Danny adjusted his striped shirt and tie, wishing he was back in his regular white and red t-shirt.
Danny, Sam and Tucker were at the school dance. Unwillingly, of course. Danny's parents had made him go, so he decided to drag along Sam and Tuck, so he wouldn't die of boredom. The school gym, being utilized for the dance, was covered in balloons, streamers, food, and most of all, people. It was so jam-packed with dancing teens in frilly dresses and tuxes that it was too stuffy and too hot for anyone to enjoy themselves.
The trio sat in the bleachers, trying to just wait out the dance until either one of their parents' came. Tucker was playing a game on his PDA, oblivious to his surroundings. (Unless, of course, an even remotely hot girl walked by.)
So, Danny and Sam were left to just talk. They've already been past unicorns, ninjas vs. pirates, how they would react to Elvis being alive, ghosts (obviously), gothic myths, Chuck Norris, and more ghosts.
Sam eyed Paulina, wearing the brightest neon pink dress made, who was flirting with five guys at once. Next to her was Star, her face covered in so much makeup it was practically a mask. "I've realized something. I hate pretty girls."
Danny glanced at Sam. "You hate yourself?"
Sam dropped her feet from the bleacher below her and stared open mouthed at Danny. Did he just… did he just… call me pretty?
Danny's face was as red as a tomato. "….Uh….. Pretend I never said that?"
"No way, dude!" Tucker looked up, speaking for the first time that night. "I've been recording your conversation ever since you guys discussed the possible ways that Eeyore would've killed himself. You're never gonna live this down."
Enjoy!
I can so picture what Danny just said to Sam XD