Danny and Sam meet

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sam's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I sighed and looked out the window of the car. I just turned 13 and moved halfway across the world to Amity Park. Oh, look. We are here, at my new house. I took my bags and ran into the first room I saw. Then I started unpacking. After I was done unpacking I looked out the window. Huh. There's a house with "Fenton Works" on the top of it all. Great, crazy neighbors. God knows that I hope they do not have a son or daughter.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Danny's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"DANNY! GET DOWN HERE! WE ARE GOING TO GO MEET THE NEW NEIGHBORS, THE MANSONS!" my dad hollered.

"Coming!" I yelled back. I ran down the stairs and Jazz looked very annoyed. Oh, are we late. I hope so. I don't think that I will like this family.

"Danny, ring the doorbell," Mom said.

I rang the doorbell and a girl with black hair, a red and black top, purple eyes, jeans, and black boots.

"Hello? Earth to kid," she said, "Are you the neighbors?"

I nodded.

She sighed, "Come in."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sam's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dang. They have children. I hate it here already.

"So, um, when did Sam start liking gymnastics?" asked.

"When she was 9," my mother replied. I haven't said two words all night.

"I can't think of anything worse than doing gymnastics," Danny said. I glared at him.

"I can. Having parents that are obsessed with ghosts- things that do NOT exist", I said.

You could of heard us breathing, which we did.

"Well, uh, I think that it is time for us to go," said. They left but Danny slapped me with a look so cold that I felt myself shiver.

The next day I got up at 6 and went to go get breakfast at City Bagel. And guess who I saw. Yes congrats! It was Fenton. "Oh sh!t," I whispered.

~~~~~~Danny's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I looked at the girl that insulted my parents. The girl with the purple eyes. They are pretty. What was that?

"Dude, you are staring at that girl," Tucker said, my best friend.

"She is the one that said ghosts aren't real."

"Do they?"

"I dunno Tuck."

Sam walked out. Oh no, its 7:50! We only have ten minutes to get to school. I told Tuck and we made a mad dash out of the door to school.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~At School~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sam's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I walked to room B9, social science. I saw Danny and I quickly looked to the teacher Mr. Dover. He looked at me and said, "Go sit next to Danny Fenton." I nodded okay. "Okay class this is going to be reading time. Read!" Mr. Dover said. I took out Stephen King's IT and began reading but I knew Danny was staring at me. "What?" I asked. "I don't like you," he replied. "You've made that pretty clear," I countered, "And I am sorry. For insulting you. I was mad." He looked at me for a minute and then smiled. "Sure, I forgive you." I smiled, "Thanks."

It is all history from then.