Okay,okay. I've posted three stories in one day. . and one more on the way x) haha Something must be wrong with me x) Ah, I love this song :) When the song was playing, the image of Tucker and Danny dancing came to mind x) hahaa
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I Don't own Danny Phantom, Butch Hartman does or the song 'Good Girls Go bad', Cobra Starship do.
Good Girls Go Bad
Danny and Tucker were hanging out in Tucker's bedroom, waiting for Sam to get out of detention.
Silence.
They weren't used hanging out without Sam and it was too quite.
"I'm going to play some music" Tucker spinned around on his computer chair, typing something on his laptop.
Suddenly, music bleared out of his speakers.
"I make them good girls so bad"
Danny rolled his eyes, Tucker's newest song obsession.
"You know, this song reminds me of you and Sam"
"What?" How in hell could Tucker think that Good Girls Go Bad reminded him of him and Sam? It didn't make sense!
"Well, you remember when you kinda went through a Goth stage?"
"Tucker, I never did. Dad just accidently spilled ecto slim all over my room, so I had to wear the clothes that weren't burnt by it. Which happened to be all black"
"Yeah, that's what you say." Danny rolled his eyes again "Anyways, after a week, Sam suddenly deiced to be Goth. I think she turned Goth because you were"
"Sure, before even became friends with Sam, we called her Daddy's little girl" Tucker said pointing to his computer, as the music played "I know your type, you're Daddy's little girl"
"Tucker, that's what we thought, but Sam wasn't."
"Dude, seriously! Listen to the song!"
"You were so shy. Until I drove her wild" Tucker paused the song
"Sam was shy until we became friends with her and suddenly she was always trying to get her point across and stuff"
Tucker pressed play, as he chorus played, he slightly sang along, changing the lyrics.
"Danny made Good Sam go bad, Danny made Good Sam go bad"
Danny couldn't help but laugh.
"Now, this is Sam singing about us" Danny laughed even harder as he heard the lyrics. When the chorus played again, he sang along with Tucker, a little louder.
As the music became more up beat, Danny and Tucker jumped from their chairs, singing on top of their lungs, dancing.
They didn't hear the door opening.
"We made good Sam go bad! We made good Sam go bad!"
"What are you two guys doing?"