I will work on my other stories! I promise! I just have tons of story ideas popping in my head, and when I get one I have to write it down or I lose it. Also my parents are mad with my grades. My GPA was 2.8 and usally its 3.5 or higher. But my school is just so weird. My school/life is like a combanation of ANT Farm and Victorious. It's a performing arts school that has 7th and 8th graders at it taking high school classes and yeah. My classes are harder. My parents blame FanFiction.

Anyway, here's chapter 2. Thanks for my 1 reviewer! (I'd write there name but, I can't remember it.) Also thanks to those of you who added this story for your alerts/favorites. I used to check my FanFiction alerts on my email at school, because FanFiction was blocked but now they won't let us check out email either. D: Anyway, you've waited long enough. Enjoy!

Danny's POV

I watch my mom open the box, and then scream. I run over to see the girl, Alex, slowly stand up in the box.

"Hello. I'm Alex Russo," she says slowly and nervously.

"Alex! What were you doing in here?" Justin yells, walking over to Alex.

"I was looking for Max! I think he is in here!"

"How'd you get in? The front door is locked!" My big sister, Jazz, questions her.

"Knock it off, Jazz! She is obviously worried for her little brother's safety! And you know it isn't safe for anyone in here!" I yell and my bratty sixteen year old sister.

"Well, that gives her no right to go barging into other people's houses!"

"You'd do the same if it were me!"

"You don't know that!"

"Um, yeah I do!"

"SINCE WHEN HAVE I DONE THAT?"

"SINCE FOREVER!"

"NAME ONE TIME!"

"THE YOUNGBLOOD INCIDENT!"

"Danny, Jazz, that's enough!" Mom yells at us, then she turns to Alex. "Hi, I Maddie Fenton."

"Boooooorrriinnng! Can we go eat now?" Dad says and gestures towards the door.

"And that is my husband, Jack. He likes fudge." Mom rolls her eyes.

"Well, we have plenty at the sub station. Come on Alex, let's go!" The boy that came for Alex says. As we walk across the street, I think about the excitement that will come later today. Dumpty Humpty in concert. No ghost attacks (hopefully). I can't wait! We enter Waverly Sub Station, and a lady runs over to Alex.

"Alex, where were you?" She asks.

I was looking for Max! Where's Max?" Alex asks back.

"Max is doing his shift!"

"What? Max!" Alex cries and runs into the kitchen. My sister, Jazz, walks up to the lady.

"Hi, I Jasmine Fenton. Alex was in our-"

"JAZZ!" I yell and pull her away before she can finnish. Our family sits at a table in the middle of the restraunt. Alex comes out of the kitchen wearing an apron with her name on it.

"Welcome to Waverly Sub Station, how may I help you?" She asks.

"Fudge!" My dad's voice books through the restraunt. Everyone looks at us. I can tell Alex is trying very hard not to laugh.

"OK, anything else?" she asks.

"I'm not hungry," Jazz says, her head buried in her arms on the table. I can tell she's embarrassed. I am, too. We haven't even been here an hour yet and everyone already knows my dad likes fudge.

"I'll have the number 3 special," I tell her, noticing she designed in. (They all got to design a sandwich to be sold there.)

"And I'll have the BLT," mom says.

"OK, coming right up!" Alex tells us and wanders into the kitchen.

"So kids. How do you like Waverly Place so far?" Mom asks.

"It's OK, I guess," I respond.

"I hate it! Can't we move back to Amity Park?" My sister says, finally lifting her head up.

"Nope, we're here for good!" Mom replies. Jazz just grumbles and pulls me by my hand out the door.

"Jazz, I'm hungry!" I yell at her.

"Gosh, little brother. Don't you wanna go home?"

"No! I like it here!"

"How can anyone like it here? Don't you want to go home and see Sam and Tucker?"

"Well, yeah I wanna see Sam and Tucker, but I'm also excited for tonight. I get to see Dumpty Humpty in concert without any unwanted visitors."

"Fine. Whatever! Go back and talk to that Alex girl!"

"I will!"

Jazz storms off to her car, and I stomp into the sub station. When I'm back at our table, mom asks, "Where's Jazz?"

"She's running away." I don't really care. She's being such a brat.

"WHAT? Jack, time to get into the Fenton Assault Vehicle!" Mom says, not helping the mater if people looking at us like we're crazy.

"But the have fudge," my father says disappointed.

"We are going to be living here for the rest of our life. You can get fudge when you want!"

Dad's face lights up immediately.

"Come on, Danny. Let's go get your sister!" Mom says, turning to me now.

"Oh, no! I am staying right here!" I reply, stubbornly.

"OK Danny, suit yourself," my mom says and my parents run off. I sigh as Alex comes out of he kitchen with are orders.

"OK, so here's your mean and I assume your mom and dad won't be eating?"

I sigh. "They're just so embarrassing!" I say.

"I know what you mean." Alex points to her parents. Her dad tried to make a smoothie, but didn't put the lid on and her mom managed to tip the cash register over, spilling money everywhere.

"My family hunts ghosts. Well, just my mom and my dad, but still," I say and we crack up.

"Well, I guess both of our families are crazy. If your family becomes to much to bare, you can hang out here," Alex offers.

"Thanks. You too!" I offer back.

"Well, I gotta get back to work. Enjoy your sandwich!"

"Thanks."

As Alex walks away, I eat my sandwich and think about tonight. That's when I she something outside that makes me choke. "Sam? Tucker?

I'll update my other stories soon. I'm working on a different story each day so once I get enough typed up, I'll update. R&R!