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Hi, my name is Sam Manson. I've been Dani's best friend since five. It's funny how your friend seems so sweet and has no problems to deal with until it hits you smack in the face. I lost my best friend when I was twelve years old and I had never seen her since. I heard news from the Fentons that she ran off and moved in with her aunt or something. I wanted to talk to Dani, but she never wanted to talk to me. It had been month after month and pretty soon a year went by. Dani hated me, I wasn't sure why. Little did I know that her problems were bigger than I imagined.
It started two years after Dani ran off that I actually heard from her. It wasn't how I imagined it would turn out. I was just coming from school and I heard my phone ringing that I had a text message from an unknown number. I checked the message and it read "r u thar Sam?"
Startled by the message, I typed, "who is this"
This mysterious person replied, "dani... ur best frend ^^"
I stopped walking and sat on a bench to keep myself from falling. I gave a quick angry reply, "DANI! So u desided 2 talk 2 me. Y 2 yrs. Huh? Y that long and y do u hate me?"
My arms were shaking that time. I had so many emotional questions. Dani has to hate me to refuse to want to talk to me until another two years. At least I thought she hated me.
"i dn't hate u. i'm so sry I mad u feel tht way" was Dani's reply to my angry reply.
"then y 2 yrs 4 u 2 talk 2 me?"
"i was mest up. I wasnt thnkig rite"
"wat do u mean not thnkig rite!"
"its comp. I'm ok now & im coming home"
My eyes popped open and I started grinning. I was excited that my best friend in the whole wide world, after two years, was talking to me and returning home. I decided to give Dani the benefit of the doubt.
"OMG tht's grate! When r u coming?"
"im here now actuly."
"cool. How bout we go 2 nasty burger. My treat ^^"
"i woud lov 2, but theres somthng u ned 2 c. ur at skool rite?"
"im on my way out y?"
"stay were u r. ill show u somthng u dn't no abut me"
"ok"
I bit my lip and stayed at my spot on the bench by the school. During the time, I wondered what Dani was meaning by 'something you need to see'. I mean, was she on drugs or something? Did she decide to try a gay lifestyle? I was close, because by the time I saw her, she was definetly not the same. I guess I should say he, because my best friend was a guy.
At first I thought it was a stranger walking by the school. He wore jeans and a white T-shirt. The guy I saw was very handsome. He had black hair in a neat style and bright blue eyes.
"Looking for somebody?" The guy asked me.
"Sort've," I shrugged.
"Would that someone be Danny Fenton?"
I jerked my head up and saw a cell phone in the guy's hand that was had the same message I sent to Dani. This couldn't be the Dani I knew or was it? I wasn't sure what to make of it. Danny started talking to me again.
"Listen, I'm a boy not a girl. I was born as a baby boy and my parents raised me to think I was a girl. All I ask is for you not to hate me, please," Danny begged. He was biting both his lips. I could tell it was difficult for Danny to even start talking to me.
I looked at Danny very carefully. I examined his arm and saw the scare he had when he fell off the tree I dared him to climb on. Although, he was a girl during the time. I was scared. I didn't know what to think. It wasn't that I hated Dani or Danny, it was just that I never, in my whole life, ever imagined my best friend being a guy. He had the cracked voice to prove it.
After about a minute or two, I grabbed a hold of Danny and hugged him tightly. In the end, I didn't care if this was a boy or a girl, this was my Dani. Not romantically of coarse, that comes later. It would take a while for me to get used to the fact that Danny was a boy and that I had to treat him like a boy. Right then, I was just glad to see Danny again, even though it wasn't the same one I knew. In a way, I was glad Danny was a guy and not a girl. Only because I never liked guy cross-dressers.
"How about you come to my house for coffee," I invited Danny.
Danny smiled brightly and replied, "sure. I don't really feel like going back home anyways."
Danny and I walked together to my house. It was funny. My parents thought Danny was my boyfriend at first, but when I explained to them about knowing Danny for all my life and the fact that he thought he was a girl for the twelve years of his life, my parents let me have Danny over. He drink some coffee and we started chatting like old time. The only difference was that he didn't go to my room anymore. I let Danny know that he could come over to my house anytime he wanted. He liked that.
"So Danny, what made you decide to come back?" I asked.
"I'm not good at holding grudges," Danny answered before sighing.
"You left because of your parents, huh?"
"Basically. It was also, because I wasn't man enough to face Dash."
We both started laughing. I knew he was making a joke out of the truth. Danny was afraid of facing Dash and I would be too if I found out I was a guy. I was kinda glad I didn't tell Dash about Danny's return. His heart was already broken after his girlfriend left him. I guess if the guy found out his first love was a guy, that would be doubly embarrassing. Just thinking about it made me laugh.
"It's a good thing I didn't tell him about your return. I think he's already in denial about losing his girlfriend."
"Can we not talk about that. I'm already cringing at the thought."
"Sorry."
"It's okay," Danny said while smiling.
"School is tomorrow, are you ready to face it?"
"Not really, but I can't run away from it either."
I smiled at that statement. Danny was right. He couldn't run away from his problems or his embarrassment. He was going to face them head on.
"I'll be there for you if you ever need me," I said to Danny before he gave me a friendly hug.
"Thanks."
