-Sam's POV
I was picking up around the clubhouse. Everyday, Danny and Chris always make a mess of the place. Danny makes a pile of goo everywhere from the monsters he busts and Chris leaves the gadgets that break during a fight on the ground.
"I always have to do everything around here," I complained. Cathy gave me a bad look.
"I'm helping too!," Cathy shouted.
"I know, sorry Cath," I said,"But it gets really annoying." Suddenly, Danny and Chris entered the clubhouse. I crossed my arms and stared at them. The stopped in their tracks.
"I HAD to take a shower," Danny said,"That goo was seriously messing up my hair." I turned my attention to Chris.
"Uh....," Chris stuttered,"I had to....uh....eat..my..VEGETABLES! Yeah, that's what I was doing." I gave him a bad look.
Danny laughed.
"Dude, learn how to lie. Eating Vegetables?," he laughed. Chris frowned.
"Well whatever you were doing, both of you need to help us clean," I said. Danny shook his head.
"No can do," he said,"I've gotta get going."
"Where to?," Cathy asked.
"Where else but the skate park," Danny replied,"Mark challenged me again. Gotta win."
"NO FAIR!," Chris shouted,"YOU LEFT A HUGE MESS!"
"So did you," I said. Chris scratched his head. I always thought that was sooo cute. Anyways, Danny left out of the clubhouse, leaving the rest of us to clean. Chris was mumbling to himself while he swept.
"What's wrong Chris?," I asked. He shook his head.
"Nothing." walked into the clubhouse.
-Chris's POV
"Cathy, your Aunt Frida is on the Holo-Graph for you," he called. Cathy ran out of the clubhouse faster that ever. Probably trying to get out of the work. I picked up all the dust and screws from the floor and thew it out. Tired, I sat on the couch and layed my head to the arm rest. Sam giggled.
"You boys are soo LAZY!," she laughed to herself. I rolled my eyes.
"Ha-Ha, very funny Sam," I said. She set her dust spray down and walked over to me. She moved my legs off the couch so she would have space to sit. She just sat there, smiling at the way I struggled to get comfertable again. When I was comfortable again, I turned my attention to her.
"Wanna take a break?," she asked. I nodded my head. She set her feet on the coffe table infront of the couch and slouched.
"What do you wanna do?," I asked,"I'm pretty bored."
"I don't know," she replied,"What about that monster we busted today?"
"Really slimey," I said,"And why do they ALWAYS go after me first?"
"What do you mean, ALWAYS?," she asked. I sat up.
"Lemme list some: The Jelly-Nerp, that slug thingy that got loose in the clubhouse, the Addison Single statue, the-"
"I get it," Sam chucled,"I guess your just...naturally charming." I stared at her. What did she mean by,'Charming'?
"Humph," I sighed crossing my arms over my chest,"What do you mean by that?" Sam stared at her shoes.
"Nothing," she said to her shoes. That was storta weird. I wondered what she was thinking. Danny ran into the clubhouse.
"What are you doing back so early?," Sam asked. Danny held his chest to catch his breath.
"I just...came here...to drop off my skateboard," he said,"Mark..and I are racing around the school." I rolled my eyes.
"NO!," Sam shouted,"We just cleaned in here."
"I'll pick it up later," Danny replied running out. Sam frowned and dropped herself back on the couch.
"Don't stress Sam," I said,"I'll make sure he takes it home." Sam laughed.
"What?," I asked.
"That's why the aliens go after you first!", she laughed. I sighed. But Sam's laugh is really cute, I had to laugh too.
-SingleTown Middle School, SingleTown-
-Danny's POV
"GO!," Roy called. All the kids around me started cheering. I ran like I was being chased by a pack of rabid dogs. Mark surprised me, he was pretty fast!
"You'll....never...win!," I shouted towards Mark.
"Yes...I...WILL!," he replied. We made our way around the school one last time and crossed the bench at the same time.
"MARK WINS!," Ralph said. The kids cheered. My mouth dropped.
"DUDE, NO WAY! THAT WAS CLEARLY A TIE!," I shouted. Mark and his friends laughed.
"I guess,'Danny-Wanny' isn't a good sport," Mark laughed. I looked over at the crowd and searched for Wendy. She was with her friends and they didn't look to happy with me.
"Like, Danny is such a, like, sore loser," Wendy complained. I ran to Wendy.
"No, Wendy, its nothing like that. I-"
"Whatever," she said. She trotted away with her friends. I stomped over to Mark.
"I want a RE-MATCH!," I shouted. The kids 'OOOO'ed and "AAAAAA'ed. Mark chuckled.
"Why must you embarass yourself Danny?," he asked. I growled at him.
"But this time, Roy and Ralph can't be the judges!," I added. Mark's eyes widened. I knew I had him beat!
"Uh....fine," he said.
"But Mark," Roy whisphered,"We always cheat for you."
"SHHHHHH!," Mark said. He turned his attention back to me.
"So who will judge?" I looked around the crowd and spotted Jeremey.
"JEREMEY WILL!," I said. Jeremey gasped.
"FINE!," Mark shouted,"TOMORROW AFTER SCHOOL!" He trailed away with his friends. My V-Com went off. I answered it.
Cathy appeared on the screen.
"How'd the race go?," she asked.
"Uh...not so good," I replied. I heard screaming in the backround.
"Uh..Danny, you should get here fast. Sam's not very happy about your board being here." I totally forgot!
-The Clubhouse, SingleTown-
-Cathy's POV
I was watching Sam pace up and down the room bumbling to herself. Or is that mumbling?
"He always makes a mess, and then I have too clean it!," she shouted. Chris covered his ears.
"Sam," I said,"Danny had a big race. He said he would come back for it."
"Yeah, he'll be here soon," Chris added. Sam glanced at Chris and sighed.
"I guess your right," she said. Her cheeks were sorta pink. I giggled. Danny rushed into the clubhouse. Chris and I looked at Sam.
"Sam, I'm soo sorry about....the....Sam?" Sam wasen't paying attention to Danny's apology at all. She was staring at Chris. Chris waved his hand infront of Sam's face.
"Huh?!?," Sam shrieked. Chris smiled. I don't know why though.
"It's fine Danny," Sam said,"Just take it home when you can." Danny raised an eyebrow. I did too. Sam was NEVER THIS calm.
-Sam's POV
That was embarassing!
