A year before Danny got his ghost powers, he got a new neighbor. Her name was Sam...

*Sam's POV*

"What do you mean he's coming over!" I asked my mom

"Just that. I don't know, nor do I care, what happened last night Samantha. We're new to town and you need a friend. So why not the neighbor boy?" Mom said, eyeing me.

"But Mother!" I exclaimed.

"No buts Samantha. He's coming over, and you will be nice to him, Understood?" She said, wagging her finger at me.

"UHG!"

FlashBack to the day before, at 5:45 PM.

"Samatha, we're here!" My father said, shaking me out of my thoughts.

"Yip-dee-doo" I said sarcastically.

We just moved to a new town, Amity Park, and had arrived to our new house. This can't be good, I thought to myself.

We were piling all of our stuff out of the moving truck when all of a sudden a family of 4 came out of the house nextdoor.

"Hello there, My name is Jack Fenton," The father said, "And this is my wife, Maddie and my son, Danny. (AN- Jazz is on a feild trip to jupiter...to get more stupider...)

"Hello Jack! I'm Jeremy Manson, This is my wife, Pam, and my daughter, Samantha." My Father said.

"Welcome to the nighborhood" Mrs. Fenton said, shaking hands with my mother.

"Hey...Samantha...right?" Danny asked me, his eyes shinning so blue. I'd seen those eyes before, but where?, I wondered.

"Samantha to the parentals, Sam to my friends, Sammy to anyone with a death wish." was my snarky reply.

"So what do I call you?" He asked.

"Hmm...What do you want to call me?" I asked, getting nervous.

"Well," He started, "I don't have a death wish...but Sammy sounds cute..." He said with a stupid, yet oddly...Familiar... lopsided grin.

"Okay." I said.

Omigod, am I really letting this guy call me Sammy? Wheres your head Manson, I thought.

"So what do I call you?" I asked, walking him into my house as our parents talked.

"Well, My friends call me Danny, my sister calls me Dan, and my mom calls me Dan-Dan...and I don't why I just told you that..." He said, laughing at himself.

"Well, I think I'll stick with Danny...or Dan-Dan." I said, teasingly.

"...Okay..." He said.

Is he...nervous...? And am I...Flirting...? And why does he seem so familiar? I thought.

A while later my mother informed us that Danny and his family were staying for dinner. We had dinner then Danny showed me around town.

"Well, Amity Park's alot bigger than i though it'd be." I said shivering.

"Yeah, It's pretty big...Hey, are you cold? Here" Danny said, handing me his jacket.

"No really, that's alright." I replied.

"Sammy you look like you're freezing! Please, take the jacket." He told me.

I sighed. He's doing everything so perfectly...too perfectly, I thought.

"Oh alright, if it'll make you happy." I said.

Soon enough we made it too a park where we ran into two people who seemed to know Danny.

"Hey Fen-tonio! I see you got yourself a girlfriend!" one of the guys, a blonde, yelled.

The other kid had black hair and just laughed right beside the blonde dude.

I blushed a light shade of pink which swiftly disapeared as soon as Danny yelled,

"Ew gross! She's just my neighbor, Dash!"

So that's all he thought I was! A neighbor! It'd be fine if he called me a friend but 'Just a Neighbor!' That got me pretty mad. (Not to mention I was PMSing)

" uhm, 'ew'? 'gross'? 'just my neighbor'? Wow. Standing right here." I snapped.

"I'm sorry, Sam. I didn't mean it like that. I just meant-"

"Oh I know what you meant! Whatever Danny I'm out of here!" I said cutting him off, then walking away.

"Sam, wait, Your house is the other direction!" He yelled.

I stopped in my tracks and yelled over my shoulder,

"Who said I was going home?"

Then continued on my way. I didn't make it home until about 9:30 and when I walked through the door I instently regretted giving him my number.

End FlashBack

I stormed up to my room. Be nice to him?, I thought, Be nice to the guy who said, and I quote, 'Ew, Gross! She's just my neighbor!' My mother was insane! I had no idea why she wanted Danny to come over so badly, and frankly, I didn't care to know.

Just then, My granny, who I'm sure eavsdroppped for me because she's just an amazing granny like that, let herself into my room.

"I gotta tell you something, Bubalou," She started, using the nickname she gave me when I was 5, "and you're not going to like this."

Hearing those words made my ears perk. I sat up and said, "What? Is mom dragging me to another finishing school?"

"I wish it were that easy. You see bubby, your mom and dad have come to an odd conclusion. You won't like it one bit, but I'm gonna have to ask you to just give this boy a chance." She said, waiting for my reaction.

It took me a minute but the peices were falling together. The sudden move to Amity Park, having The Fenton's stay for dinner when we barley knew them, Mom telling me I had to be nice, Danny coming over tomorrow.

"Th-They're trying to fix me up with him?" I nearly screamed.

"Well, actually honey, It's been an arranged marrige...since you were six." She said, sympathetically rubbing my back.

I let my jaw hit the floor. I suddenly knew why Danny seemed so familiar. I scrunched up my eyes and nse and recited everything I remembered.

"They...They lived next door to us for a few months. Danny and I were really close friends, inseperable almost. Back then, he went by 'Daniel'. I went by 'Samantha', but he couldn't pronounce it so he called me 'Samandafer' We told out parents we were gonna get married..."

"Little did they know, you two were just being kids. Once they heard that, They were sure you'd be destined to be together. So they arranged it with Jack and Maddie and set it up. You've been engaged ever since. I'm sorry bubalou."

"Does he know about this? Does he remember me?" I asked, trying to think straight.

"Well, If he knew about this, then he would've said something. But trust me Bub. He remembers you." Granny said.

"How do you know?" I asked her.

"Well, for one, I saw it in his eyes when he saw you, and another thing is, He sent you a text message that after you fell asleep last night, saying, 'Sammy, IDK if u remember but when we wer little you called me 'daniel' we were bestfriends. thts why i said 'ew gross' bc i thot of u as my bestfriend. not tht kinda way. im sorry, samandfer.'" Granny said, reading it out of my phone, enunciateing every letter.

I frowned. "Gran," I said, "Tell mom to send Danny up when he gets here. We need to have a little talk."

She smiled and winked at me saying, "That's my girl."

Little did Granny know, Sam was planning to get Danny's help. We're gonna resist. We won't get married. I'm sure of it!

Will Danny agree to help Sam?

I hope you liked it! no flames and I don't own anything!