Let's see. I've taken on Christmas, Halloween, "Hitchhiker", "NBXmas", religion, love stories, "Dogma", what else is there? I know, ROAD MOVIES! Yes, I'm about to take across the United States in this parody of just about every road movie ever made. From "Tommy Boy" to "Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas". And you might actually learn some stuff along the way. Now, all of the attractions here REAL LIVE PLACES. I'm not lying. And you should check them out. Now, in this story, Danny and Sam are 17. So, keep hat in mind. So, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own DP.
PhantomAL

Roadside Attraction

Prologue

(Danny's POV)

Waking up one Thursday morning, I knew it was going to be a bad day. I woke up to the sounds of Oingo Boingo as the chanting of the song "Insanity" rang through my ears. I surveyed the room with my half-open eyes. AC/DC posters, soda cans on the floor, I think I saw an half-eaten pizza still in the box.

Yes I had really let myself go in talking about my room.

"Just another day" I said.

I tripped over a dumbbell and fell on my face.

"I really don't think that was necessary to wake me up" I said to myself.

I made my way to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror. I had really pumped up since three years ago, when I was a scrawny freshman. I got into the shower and just stood there, still half-asleep. It was at this point that I remembered something important.

My pajamas were still on.

"Great" I said.

I went out and took my pajamas off and THEN got into the shower. I washed myself and got out.

I put on some jeans and an AC/DC shirt. I slipped on a black jacket. I hummed "Thunderstruck" as I walked downstairs to the kitchen. My parents and sister were still asleep.

"It's 7:30" I said. "Usually Jazz is annoying the hell out of me. Oh well, one good thing about today."

I bet you're wondering why I'm so upset on a Thursday.

Well, here's a piece of information that I bet you never knew.

I got my ghost powers on a Thursday, and bad things have been happening to me on Thursdays ever since. I know, it's kind of superstitious, but it's kind of a curse.

I walked to school through the rain. As if my hair wasn't messed up already. Just imagine it being WET. I could go from slacker to rock star during one rainstorm. As I walked down the streets, a car nearly ran me over. I dodged it, falling on the sidewalk.

"Hey, I'm walkin' here!" I yelled at the car.

"Someone's cranky this morning" I head a voice say.

I looked up and saw Sam, in a black raincoat and an umbrella.

"I probably should've used the sidewalk, huh?" I asked.

"The monster scrape on your arm should've told you that already" she said, helping me up.

I looked at a bloody scrape on my left arm.

"And on the arm that I write with, no less" I said, squeezing my arm with my hand. "Ow!"

"Yeah, another great idea from the mind of Dan" Sam said.

"Man, you're complaining on ME being cranky?" I asked. "What's with the insults? Wait, let me guess…"

"Thursday" we both said at the same time.

"Yep" Sam said. "It's a curse. My God, you're bleeding"

"I'm used to it" I said.

"No, you're REALLY bleeding. Here."

She pulled a few napkins out of her backpack and held them on my arm. This caused me to blush a little, even more so when she continued to hold my arm.

"Thanks" I said.

"Welcome" she said, yawning.

"You sound tired, what's been keeping you up?"

"Nothing important"

"Well, that "nothing important" has been keeping you up for the past 3 days. What's eatin' ya?"

"If you must pry…"

"I must, I must!"

"Well, my parent's and I have been fighting a lot. Usually goes on to the wee hours of the morning"

"Wow" I said, shocked. "What do you fight about?"

"School mostly" Sam said, looking down. "But mostly…about you, Danny"

This took me by surprise. Hell, if you found out your best friends parents were fighting about you, YOU'D be surprised too, my friend.

"Why me?" I asked. "Is there something I did?"

"No, of course not. It's just, I dunno, they think you're influenced by your parents to be…"

"Crackpots?" I finished.

"Yeah. But they don't even KNOW you, let alone ever talked to you"

"Eh, that's life" I said. "Hey look, school"

We looked up and saw the school.

"Uh, you can let go of my arm now" I said.

Sam let go of my arm, blushing.

"Sorry" she said.

"S'alright"

So, school went by fast. Until lunch.

"Hey Fenton!" I heard a too-familiar voice yell at me.

"Oh God" I moaned. "Last thing I need"

"Saw you walkin' down the street with you're girlfriend. Almost missed ya in my car"

"That was you!" I asked, half mock-surprise. "Man, I knew an asshole was driving that car, right Sam?"

And just at that moment, I knew my mouth was digging my grave faster than any shovel.

Dash grabbed me by my shirt collar and lifted me up, at least a foot or two in the air.

"Wanna repeat that?" Dash said.

"Yeah, uh hang on" I said. I cupped my mouth, making an echo with my voice.

"Dash Baxter is a big 'ol asshole!" I yelled.

WHAM!

I woke up 30 minutes later in the nurse, an ice pack on my eye.

"Uh…my head" I groaned, trying to get up. A hand on my shoulder told me to lay back down.

"Don't get up" Sam said. "Dash beat you up pretty hard, and not just the eye. You're arm's pretty banged up too."

"Please don't tell me…" I said.

"Yeah the left one again"

"Man, when things go wrong…" I joked.

Sam smiled at me.

I smiled back. But it quickly turned into a frown.

"What's wrong, Danny?" Sam asked.

"Everything, Sam" I said. "School, my luck in general, and then I find out you're parents are arguing about ME. And things at my house aren't going well either. My mom and dad are fighting with each other, and Jazz is at college, so I can't talk to them like I can. I want out, if only for a month"

Sam stared at me softly for a minute.

"You want out." she said. "Hmm…it seems that my problems and you're problems are the same. And I've somewhat wanted to run away too, just for a while."

"What are we gonna do?" I asked.

Sam sat on a chair, thinking for a while. Then she spoke up.

"You have you're driver's license, right?" she asked me.

"Yeah…" I said, not getting where she was going with this.

"And you have a credit card, right?"

"Yeah. Where are you going with this?"

"Danny" Sam said. "As you're friend, I say you bring 2 twelve packs of soda, a bunch of CDs, and money. And you need a car, a fast one, no roof."

"Why?"

"We're taking a road trip"

Well, I hope you guys like this story so far. Read and review please!
PhantomAL