Third Wheel

It's like I'm the third wheel.

Okay, maybe it's not like I am so much as I actually am the third wheel. Don't get me wrong, Danny and Sam like having me around (they need me around, if it weren't for me they would be stuck in a world of awkward moments and no way to get out of them) and I like being around them, but honestly! I've kept their secrets since the seventh grade which was when they both realized that they had feelings for each other but were too afraid to admit it.

Things haven't changed. Well, except for the fact that they openly flirt with one another. But they won't do anything about it. Danny is too scared (and still somewhat clueless, but not as much as before) to ask Sam out, and Sam thinks that Danny doesn't like her like that and will never ask her out because of it. That and the fact that she thinks it's completely sexist that the guy is always expected to ask the girl out. Supposedly it's discriminatory toward the girl, and yet she still can't work up the nerve to ask Danny out.

If you ask me, they're just beating around the bush.

I mean, come on. Even Dash Baxter sees it.

So do Mr. and Mrs. Fenton and Jazz.

And Mr. Lancer!

But I'm still the third wheel. It doesn't bother me really. The upside to it is that I can make fun of them whenever I choose, even though they yell at me for it. But hey! It's really fun even though I've been introduced to Sam's favorite weapon- her boot- about fifty different times. It's just so freakin' hilarious to watch. Danny gets all flustered and turns bright red, and then Sam gets so mad she skips red and goes straight to a nice shade of purple that even Mr. Lancer hasn't been able to reach since he started teaching us.

Most people would hate to be the third wheel and would probably act like it was a job or something, but for me it's a privilege. I get to hang out with my best friends, make fun of them, and make money from all of the bets I make with people on when Danny and Sam'll get together. I haven't been wrong yet.

But maybe I should stop teasing them and just give 'em a push in the right direction...

Nah! I'll stick with the teasing thanks.


Nrgh! Not my favorite. If you followed it, I bow down to you! I just thought that since this was what Tucker was thinking, it might be a little scattered and whatnot. After all, a person's thoughts are never exactly in order, are they? And if I made it so this actually made sense, I've surprised myself.

You'll notice the title of this collection has changed. It's been under construction from the start, and I feel that Flying Solo is much better than the previous title of 105 One-shots and Drabbles.

Also, the rating has been bumped up. This is because some of the future works I will be adding to this may not be acceptable for the K and K-plus genres. I've had a bit of a struggle writing what I have so far when it's under K, and have grown quite accustomed to writing under T for the past year that I have been on this site. I'm sorry if this rating change is an inconvenience to any one of my readers.

I hate to beg for reviews, but if you read this collection and like it, please do write a review. They keep me going. But no flames.