Danke for the reviews, everybody! You guys are all so nice! So, I decided to keep going! Next Chapter Is Up!!!!!

Mr. Lancer looked around at this bored students. He loudly cleared his throat, receiving the attention of less than half the class. He did this again, finally getting the rest of them.

Danny found himself staring off into space, obviously thinking about a certain person whom was actually sitting right beside him. But someone snapped him out of dreamland by poking him until he turned around.

"Huh?" he looked up, and then turned towards his right. Tucker grinned, and told Danny to poke Sam, as well. Tucker then loudly whispered,

"You need to listen to Lancer today! He's got something better to say; you'll want to hear this!"

"Ahem, students," Mr. Lancer began, "your current Student Council has made a decision that they believe will help students a lot." He held up a single paper.

"You are all allowed to either takeorignore this personality test…" Lancer continued, "but before so, at least read over it and decide if you think you may want to be paired-up with someone to the upcoming dance based on your compatibility. They told me to tell you that this is mostly an alternative to being in an awkward situation when you 'freeze up' in front of someone…or 'black-out' when you can't think of something to say…" He started passing out the tests, saying,

"Remember, though; it's an option to take this!"

As the test came to Danny, he instantly didn't want to take it. Tucker begged him immediately, not even letting Danny say a word, almost as if he had read Danny's mind. When, in fact, he just knew that Danny wasn't going to take the test.

"What if you get paired with Paulina?" Tucker pried.

"I don't care if- -" Danny paused, "…uh…oh, okay! Whatever…I'll just take it to, uh, prove you wrong…!"

Sam, of course, didn't want people to know she wanted to take the test, so she hid it as she quickly scribbled down answers onto it. And, of course, as Dash Baxter received his test, he freaked instantaneously.

"There's a test today?!" he said to himself, horrified, "And no one even told me?! Oh, dang!" Dash frantically looked around the room.

"Maybe I should get that nerd over there to do it for me for a dollar, or something…" he muttered to himself, pulling out his wallet. He zipped it open, just to find it empty.

"Aw, man!" he panicked, "What am I gonna do?!" He looked around again, and then his gaze finally landed on the black-haired boy in front of him.

"DUH!" he mentally slapped himself in the forehead, and leaned forward, looking over Fenton's shoulder. He looked carefully at the first question's answer: grapefruit. Without giving it thought, Dash looked back down at his own test, and quickly wrote down the answer. He put his head back up to look at the next answer when Mr. Lancer's voice boomed,

"Don't forget to be honest, students. Honesty is the best policy, they say."

Dash suddenly felt goosebumps all over, and was now determined to get the answers perfect. He leaned forward to see the next question's answer: black. He scribbled it down, and then continued to copy all the answers, hurrying as fast as he could. He noticed Fenton lay back in his chair as he finished.

"I should just throw this away…" Danny murmured, and Tucker threw him a mean glare, saying,

"Oh, come on! Paulina's got to get paired with someone, right?" He smiled, impatient with Danny's attitude towards his magnificently-planned test. Danny just rolled his eyes, and they rested on Sam. She was doodling in her notebook, which was covering her finished test. Danny noticed that she suddenly stopped, and glanced up at him, catching him staring at her.

Danny hesitated,

"Oh! …uh…I—I'm sorry, I didn't—uh…yeah…" he stuttered, giving up by looking straight down at his desk. Sam just blinked, and tried to pretend the whole thing didn't happen by continuing what she was previously doing.

Tucker merely watched it happen, almost as if it were in slow-motion. He sighed, and then shook his head, saying,

"Wow…still so very clueless…"

Danny turned as he heard this comment, glaring at Tucker, but gently. It was gentle because he knew Tucker had just made fun of him, be he was confused as to what he had just made fun of him for. Unfortunately or him, Tucker noticed this immediately.

"What?!" Tucker whispered loudly, and he watched as Danny's eyes shifted back to his desk and stayed there as Tucker smirked to himself.

Unanimously, the bell rang, and Danny immediately stood up. Many students put the test down on Lancer's desk, as he had instructed, and then piled out of the room. Danny went up, and carefully put the test down, having second thoughts. But, to save himself, Tucker decided to slam his test on top of Danny's, just to insure he wouldn't try to take it back.

Sam merely grinned at the sound of the bell, and pulled all of her things out of her backpack. She had a plan.

She watched Danny and Tucker both leave the classroom, and quickly rushed after them, leaving her bag purposely.

She found them in the hallway, not too far from the classroom, and then made a face, as though she had forgotten something.

"What?" Tucker asked, curious.

"Uh…Hey! I think I forgot my backpack! I'd better go get it!" she said, as convincingly as possible, and ran back to the classroom.

She cleverly placed all of her things back into her backpack, pulling it off of the back of her chair, and then hurriedly placed the test on lancer's desk, and ran out the door, making it seem as though nothing but a harmless forgetfulness has occurred.

Little longer, I know! Can't wait for the next chapter, though, huh?!

Bogoliciously, Bri