Oh Hey Hey! Chapter 3! Thank you guys for the reviews you gave me! well i hope you like this chapter!

DiScLaImEr: I don't own IM:AA. If i did, why would i be writing this? You can think of clever retorts later, but now, ON WITH THE SHOW!

*Danny's POV*

Tony took me up to the roof. I climbed up on a was amazing! A-M-A-ZING!

"Oh WOW! This is so beautiful!" I shouted. Tony looked pleased that I was enjoying myself.

I looked over what I could of the New York City skyline. The Empire State Building, Stark International, and many MANY skyscrapers. But then I became sad.

(A/N: can you guess why I'm writing this?")

Tony looked at me for a moment, I swore I saw concern in his eyes. He turned back to the way he was facing.

We stood in silence for a really long time, until...

"HEY PEOPLES!" Pepper shouted.

"AHHH!" Tony and I scream. I fell off my box and landed with a thud.

"Holy Toledo, Pepper! You scared the crap outta me!" I yelled.

"Sorry!" she apologized. "Here let me help you!" she said sticking out her hand for me to grab. And I did.

Well, this looks familiar.

"Wow, dasja vu." I said.

Pepper and I cracked up.

"What'cha laughing about?" Tony asked us. Poor Tony, doesn't get it.

"This is how we met in the first place." I said still laughing.

"Ah." he said.

Then I got the feeling that some one was watching me. but I shrugged it off.

*AT CLASS*

History class. It's not bad but it's not good either.

She kept going on and on and on! Ms. Flynn, our teacher, was lecturing us about the constitution. And how it was ratified, created, and a bunch of other stuff.

"Now, class, for homework, I want you to write a report on some event in United States history. This report will be due in three weeks."

A groan from the class.

But I knew what I was gonna do, and NOBODY was gonna take the idea from me!

Though, I don't see why having to write a report on some time in American history has to do with the constitution, but, oh well.

The bell rang and I grabbed my stuff and walked out to the hall.

*in the hall.*

I took out my schedule from my backpack and looked at it.

"Hmm, next class, science." I spoke out loud.

*Science Class*

I walked in to room 620 and looked around for an empty seat. I saw one next to Pepper but that was short lived, because some large athlete sat right next to my red-headed friend. So, naturally, I looked around for another empty seat.

I found one next to a blonde haired girl.

I sat down in my seat and turned to look at her.

"Hi, I'm Danny, what's yours?" I asked her.

"Whitney," she replied coldly, "and if you had any -" but she was cut off by the teacher trying to calm down the class.

"Alright class, settle down. Now, where's our newest student?" She asked.

I stood up from my seat and the teacher said, "Ah there you are. My name is Mrs. Hood, what's your name?"

It was all I could do not to laugh, but I quickly regained my composure, "Daniel, but you can call me Danny."

"Alright class, now make her feel welcome here," Mrs. Hood said as I sat down again, "Now, moving on, I'm sure that you guys, who are in Chemistry, will be doing this later in the year. But, it's my job to make sure that everyone gets to do this."

She explained the stuff on our lab tables and what to do with them.

"Now, see that beaker full of blue liquid to the left?" Mrs. hood asked us. We all looked to our left. "No, your other left." she said then we all looked to the right. "There you go. Now i want one of you, in your pairs, to hold the beaker." I grabbed hold of the beaker. "I want the other partner to take the red liquid in the graduated cylinder and poor only a drop into the blue liquid. The blue liquid should now turn a shade of green."

"'Kay Whitney, only on drop into the beaker." I said. Whitney glared at me then put one drop of the red liquid into the blue liquid.

I then felt something hit my shoe. I looked down to see that it was my pencil that fell off the table. I let go of the beaker and bent down to grab my pencil. When I put the pencil on the desk, I noticed that the liquid wasn't green, instead it was a vibrant shade of orange, and it was bubbling.

That's not what's supposed to happen.I thought. this reaction happens only when there is rubidium, concealed in a glass tube under (or in rather) argon atmosphere and water.

The beaker started to shake violently. I acted on instinct.

"EVERYBODY HIT THE DECK!" I shouted. My classmates did what I told them, because not even a second later, the beaker exploded with a loud BANG. the explosion level was equivalent to a hand grenade.

Shards of glass flew all over the place. When the glass stopped falling, I got up.

"Is everyone alright?" I asked. I heard 'yeah' and 'uh-huh' and some 'what just happened' s.

"Whitney are you okay?" I asked her, holding out my hand.

"Uh-huh." Whitney said as she took my hand.

"Ii think we've had enough excitement today, so, class dismissed" Mrs. Hood said in a shaky voice.

I walked out the door and headed off to my other classes.

*Study Hall*

Man, I hate school. It's nothing but homework. Speaking of which, I should be doing.

What should I do first, Math, History, or Theater?

Maybe Theater, because 1) I can't figure out how to open the textbook 2) It needs to be covered by Tuesday. Today's Monday.

(A/N: the textbook has a complicated lock system) Nah, math, that stuff's easy.

I got out my math text book and got to work. 10 minutes went by and I was already done.

I started to brainstorm some ideas for my history report. There was the Declaration of Independence.

Nah, over rated.

There was the Westward expansion.

Nope, too many details.

What about 9/11?

Perfect. Now I just have to think of how to write it. I sat there thinking on how it should be written for the rest of study hall. The bell rang and it scarred me so bad that I fell out of my chair and onto the hard floor.

"Ow." I muttered.

"Need some help?" Someone asked me, extending a hand for me to grab. I looked up to see who it was.

And to my surprise, it wasn't Pepper.

"Yeah, thanks Tony." I said.

"You're welcome." Tony said. "Hey, You wanna come with me, Rhodey, and Pepper down to our hang-out?"

"Sure, just let me pick up something from the front office, okay?" I told him.

"Okay. Can I come with you?" Tony asked.

"I don't see why not." I said to him.

Once we got to the front office, the lady who greeted me when I first got there asked, "Oh, hello again, Miss White."

"Yes, I came to pick up something." I said.

"Ah, yes, they're right over there." she said jerking her head towards the right. There, lying in the chair (or chairs, rather) were, or was, two instrument cases of the same size.

"Oh cool, what instrument do you play?" asked Tony. I thought he would have noticed that the cases were meant for string instruments.

"I play the violin." I replied.

"why do you have two of them?" he asked me.

"Well, one's a regular one and the other one's an electric violin."

"Sweet, c'mon, let's get going." Tony said as we walked out of the school.

As we were walking down the sidewalk to Tony's hangout, I again had that feeling that someone was watching me. I couldn't control myself, I had to turn around to see if anyone was behind Tony and me.

I slowly turned my body, and there, suddenly, was a man, holding a gun to my face.

Tony stopped walking and turned around too, only to see me held at gun point.

But this did not surprise me. What did surprise me was what Tony did next.

Alright, the chapter is finally done! I am really sorry about not updating this for so long. but I hoped you enjoyed this and please review. I'll update soon...I hope.