A/N: Hey guys. All other stories are on hold, sorry.

I. Don't. Own. Nothing!

So yeah. Here it goes!

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"What!" Sam yelled, slamming her hands down on the table and standing up, toppling her chair over.

"Calm down sweetie. We've done research on Destiny Islands! It's like a beautiful tropical resort, and North Destiny High School is one of the best in all of the worlds." Mr. Manson said, in a futile attempt to calm his daughter.

"But I like Casper High! And I want to stay here! I'm in love with Danny!" Sam yelled, starting to pace. Her parents glanced at each other, worry evident on their faces. Sam saw. "Oh, but that's right! You don't like the number one hero of the world! YOU THINK HE'S DANGUROUS!" Sam's voice rose, along with her anger.

"Samantha, sweetie, we're just worried about your well being. Who knows what those other ghosts will do to you?" Mrs. Manson rose from her seat and walked over to Sam who stood, glaring, her arms crossed over her chest. When Mrs. Manson placed her hands on Sam's shoulders, Sam pulled away.

"I can handle my own! Besides, Danny will rip off anyone's head who dare touches me!" She argued.

"That's enough. You're going, weather you want to or not. We already have the agreement drawn up with Mr. and Mrs. Utada." Mr. Manson stood, ending the conversation. Sam narrowed her eyes.

"No. I'm not." She turned and stormed out of the room, going right out of the front door and walking to Danny's house, her anger still boiling. She knocked on the door.

"Hi Sam. Danny's up in his room." Mattie Fenton said, answering the door and allowing the goth girl to pass.

"Thanks, Mrs. Fenton." Sam nodded, and walked right up into the room. Danny and Tucker were -you guessed it- playing Doom.

"Hey Sam!" Danny said, with a smile, jumping off his bed and going over to her, wrapping his arms around her.

"Hey Danny." Some of her anger could be heard in her voice.

"What's wrong?" Danny asked, holding her at arms length.

"My parents want to send me to some world called Destiny Islands!" Sam exploded. "All to get me away from you! They said they're worried, because of all the ghost hunting, but I know the real reason. They just don't like you! They never have!" Sam lapsed off into angry breathing. Danny bit his lip.

"What about school?" Tucker asked from where he sat in a blue bean bag chair.

"Oh, they've thought of that too! There's this family they want me to stay at, the Utada's or something like that. They have a son my age, and I'll be going to the same school as him! They planned it ALL BEHIND MY BACK!" Sam glared at the wall.

"Well…" Danny started, sounding hesitant. Sam turned.

"What?" She asked.

"I know you said that they want you to go, to get you away from me… but… what if you did go?" Danny started. Sam opened her mouth, about to snap an answer back, but Danny said quickly; "Hear me out! I mean… it is pretty dangerous… just last week, Skulker tried to use Jazz. I don't want you to be in danger…" Danny finished.

"WHAT!?" Sam looked as though she was ready to rip her boyfriend's head off. "I can handle my own, thank you! I'm staying!"

"I'm just worried about you, Sam! You know I love you, and I don't want you in a war zone because of me and my powers! ESPESCIALLY now that EVERYONE knows who I am, AND since we are now really together-" Danny tried, and got cut off by Sam.

"So you want me to go to another world, and rip us apart!?" Sam demanded.

"NO! We can visit! And I can make enough to buy one of those new inter-world cell phones!" Danny tried to appeal. Sam just glared.

Well, this was going nowhere fast…

Three weeks later…

"I really hate them…" Sam growled under her breath, watching through the Gummi Ship Shuttle window as Amity Park grew smaller and smaller.

"Well… I guess I might as well make the most of it…"