I looked at the scenery, drab looking buildings met my eyes along

with what looked liked to be a dinner called "The Nasty Burger"

"Heh.. Wonder what grease monkeys work there" i mumbled.

Once again, I wish I hadn't said that. I guess I wasn't all that

happy to have moved here. When my parents asked me "Why

should we stay?" I wish I could have said

"My friends will miss me!"

But I have none, so that illinates that option. There was

nothing for us back in Europe, but was this place better. I was

daydreaming about Europe and its scenery, lavash vineyards,

beautiful buildings, but then again, Amity park had a bit of a

homey feel, if you like lots of dark alleys in between buildings,

which I did, If i like how no one knows me, win win. I though.

My parents will never admit the real reason we left.. No one will

admit it's my fault. Everyone says it was an accident. That was no

accident, I did it by my own will. I almost screamed my though out

loud. I heard a loud thud, I felt the hot pavement on my palms,

and blood trickling down my wrist down to my fingers. I lay on the

ground frozen, I wasn't scared, it was kinda like when a bird hits a

window, they don't move for a minute, then they fly off.

"Sorry!" Exclaimed a voice

"i-i..." i stutted

A hand went under my legs and around my neck, I felt myself being propped up again a building.

"Are you okay?.." The blurry figure replied

"Y-yes..." i managed to mumble

My eyes finally locked on a black haired boy with bright blue eyes, I watched him look at my wrist.

"Did I do that?..." He stammered

"Y-yes I mean it's okay though..." I stuttered

this had probably been he longest conversation I've ever had, well

I don't know if it counted, he couldn't hear my mumbles. Besides

that I watched him try to catch a glimpse of my face, My hair had

been casting a shadow on my fast, hiding it from him.

"I'm Danny, Danny Fenton, you seem new here?"

I said nothing.

"What's your name?..."

I said nothing.

"Okay then." He laughed a bit but a hint of displeasure crossed his face.

"Okay Miss. Quiet pants, at least tell me your name? or I can I guess?" He perked up

I nodded

"Okay I'm guessing from the "S" on your luggage that it starts with an "S"?"

Wow. No shit Sherlock. No. S obviously stands for stairs! or soap! ooo! better yet sundae! my name is sundae that's it. I though.

"Okay, if I guess it right you own me one sentence, meaning you have to speak one whole sentence okay?"

I didn't move.

"I'll take that silence as a yes"

"Alright lets do this" he exclaimed

"Susan?"

"Sarah"

"Savannah?"

"Sadie?"

"Sandy?"

"Samantha?"

My eyes opened a bit wider.

"It's Samantha isn't it?" He answered playfully

I shook my head

"Liar, it's Samantha"

I shook my head technically is wasn't lying, people never called me Samantha, except my mom, but shes not people shes a she beast from the sunny place in hell.

"Sam"

I nodded sheepishly.

"Okay Samant-.."

My expression darkened

"I mean Sam"

I nodded

"Lets hear my one sentence." Danny replied smiling.

I shallowed hard.

"I just moved here." are the only words managed to spit out

He let out a smile and laughed

"Wow, you really think i cant tell? you dont look like any girl from around here" He said

"Is that a compliement?" I asked defensivly, i had never met any

of the Amity girls, and i wasnt intending to.

I quickly pushed past Donny, or whatever his name was. I couldn't

risk getting a friend after what happened in Europe.

Not now not ever.