A/N: I'm sorry I was a bit late in updating…I was so caught up in my new story only getting a measly eight hits and my friends reviewed to make me feel better on it…so I do have a reason. Well, I hope you all enjoy this latest chapter! I got threatened from the last one, and threats only make me worse *twitch*…but I'll be nice still. Originally when I first came up with the idea, it was much, much worse. But yeah, enjoy! I'm going to be skipping a lot, so if I'm moving a little too fast, tell me if you want me to go into detail in the next chapter because the empty time period is a bit long…

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And Information…: Rest assured, they didn't forget about him! Next chapter the drama will unfold…cackle cackle…yay…for now, enjoy this one…yesh…

Jazzy Day: Lífið Heldur áfram(hahaha)

I almost screamed when I woke up in the classroom with the other kids in my class staring at me instead of in my bed. I bit my lip instead, and looked around. Where was Sam? I turned to the teacher and she smiled at me.

'You were asleep for a while, Danny,' she said kindly.

'How come he gets to sleep in the beginning when we don't?' said Star, another girl in my class.

She always creeped me out more than Sam ever could. She always wore bright neon pink with everything! There was not one speck of any other color on her, except for her hair and skin. I wouldn't be surprised if one day they were pink too.

'It doesn't matter. Go back with your partner now, Star,' Ms. Laurent said.

'Fine,' Star said, grumbling, then walked back with her partner, Kwan.

All of a sudden, someone knocked on the door. I turned to look at it hopefully. Ms. Laurent opened the door to reveal a panting Sam. She was wearing a blue backpack, a purple button down shirt, a blue skirt, purple tights, and purple galoshes.

'Sorry I was late, Ms. Laurent!' Sam said quickly and shyly. 'We got stuck in some twaffic, u know, 'cause it's waining?'

'I know, now go have a seat.' The teacher said, and then walked back to her desk.

Sam turned to face me then ran over to where I was.

'It's raining?' I asked her.

'Yep, really hard too. Mommy took my jacket. I guess she'll give it back to me when she's gonna pick me up.'

'I have a jacket…in my backpack…' I trailed off, finally remembering what happened yesterday.

I suddenly felt a strong sinking feeling, like I was going to lie down and cry or something, so I turned my head.

'Wha's wrong, Danny?' Sam said, trying to get me to turn her way by moving my head.

'It's just that…I can't tell you…'

'Why not? We're best friends! You're supposed to tell me everything! Please tell me….'

'Mommy and Daddy never came to pick me up,' I said super quietly.

'What do you mean, Danny? Of course they…why not? What happened?' she said seriously, her eyes brimming with emotion.

'I don't know. I guess they forgot…'

'It's ok Danny. I…maybe this is a good thing?'

'It doesn't feel like a good thing…'

'But it must be, 'cause you have me now, so it's not like you're alone or anything. Besides…'

'Yeah you're right,' I said, even though I still felt extremely bad.

What was the good in not being with your parents anymore? Maybe Sam's right, and I shouldn't worry about it much, but I still can't help it. I love my parents and Jazzy, and I miss them. Jazzy Day is in two months, and I won't be there to celebrate with them…I hate this feeling. I hate it!

'Of course I am!' Sam said happily, and then put her hand on my shoulder. 'Don't worry, I'll always love you.' She turned slightly red after that.

'You do?' I said, feeling strangely comforted.

'Uh huh, now and forever.'

'Me too. Wanna play with the blocks or something again?'

'Nuh uh, they're getting boring. Wanna play with my action figures?'

I gasped in shock, and she grinned at my reaction.

'You have action figures?!' I said, my hands turning into fists.

'Uh huh, I took them from my cousin, well, I didn't really take them 'cause he threw them at me before we were leaving…'

'Cool! Let's play!'

'Ok,' she said, then reached inside of her backpack and got them out.

Playing with them took my mind off of my loss. I felt really happy, and it only went away when it was time to go.

I waved goodbye to Sam from the classroom door.

'Bye Danny!' Sam said, waving also, and then was tugged out of the hall by her mommy.

I turned back to wait for Ms. Laurent to get off of the phone. When she was done she came out of the back supply room and sighed, then turned to me in a very sad manner.

'I couldn't reach them. They're not home, honey.'

'Oh.' I said.

So they left then? I couldn't help but wonder where to. Are they having fun where they left to? Maybe they left so…then…I have no idea.

'Well in the meantime, my husband said you can stay with us if you want. No one really knows about it except you and me ok? But if your parents don't come back in a year, which I'm sure they will, and then we'll have to figure out what to do, ok?'

'Ok Ms. Laurent.' I said, and then she grabbed my hand.

'Get your stuff,' she said. 'Then we're gonna go, ok?'

'Ok,' I said, and then went to grab my backpack.

Maybe I can think of it as a trip. I felt panic but for some reason, I felt like it was going to be ok. Sam is right, I told myself. There is nothing wrong. My parents and Jazzy are gonna be back soon, and then everything will be back to normal.

But oh, how I was terribly wrong…

Ms. Laurent and her husband were fine, and always had waffles every day for breakfast. Ms. Laurent stayed up in her room for the rest of the day after school, and her husband came back at 10:00 PM every night, so I didn't get lunch or dinner anymore. I was ok though, 'cause Sam always offers to share her lunch with me. My new room was ok; it was a little smaller than my old one though. Ms. Laurent bought me lots of new clothes for me to wear and never forgets to pack a lunch for me. But every day I wake up I almost scream because I'm not in my room anymore, and I keep telling myself that I'll be back soon, though it hasn't happened yet…

It's been six months, and I feel worse in every day that passes. It feels like forever since Mommy hugged me in the hospital and when I first started school. I had Jazzy Day all by myself last month, and I bought Jazzy extra presents with the money Ms. Laurent gave me, even though she kept asking what I needed it for. They are sitting in my room right now, and I keep on looking at them, and know that I'm gonna give them to her when my family comes back, and they will, I just know it! Ms. Laurent called my house everyday, but recently she gave up last month because no one would ever answer. I didn't know how to use the phone, only how to answer it, because otherwise I would call everyday myself. Maybe they're going home right now, maybe now, maybe now...I'm not going to give up, and I'm never going to give up ever. They're gonna come back, I'm sure of it! But right now, I'm going to make sure I ask Ms. Laurent how to call on the phone.

It was graduation day today. We got to go to the park, and there was a little stand where the kids got an award from the teacher. My class was the last one to get called up. I was afraid to go up, and I was last. My legs buckled and I felt really bad. Everybody else's family was in the crowd but mine, and they weren't even home. Maybe if I just picture them…when I tried to, however, I started to cry. Ms. Laurent blinked and motioned to me to come up. I gulped, and then quickly ran to where she was while closing my eyes tightly. I snatched the certificate from her then ran back down the stairs. I ran until I got a little ways away, then I let myself fall to the ground with tears streaming down my cheek. Today was the worst day of my life.

In a few moments, Ms. Laurent came to look for me. She found me leaning against the same tree that my daddy had been on that day where we went to the park.

'Why did you run off? It's dangerous!' She said, with her hands on her waist.

'I dunno,' I said, shrugging, then closed my eyes again to drink up the sun's raze.

'Well,' she said, sighing. 'Want anything to drink? There are refreshments…'

'I don't wanna,' I said, feeling really bad again.

'Oh come on, besides, don't you wanna say goodbye to your friend, Samantha? She's still there with her parents, you know.'

'Uh…alright,' I said, and then got up.

The sick feeling started slowly fading away as we walked back. We got to the table with all the drinks and food and I saw some kids around it. I pulled out of Ms. Laurent's hand and walked around to see if Sam left or not. On the way, I ran into someone and fell over.

'Owie…' the boy said, rubbing his head.

I looked at him. He was dark-skinned and was wearing a yellow shirt and brown shorts. We both got up from the grass.

'Eh…sowwy, I didn't mean to,' I said. 'Forgive me?'

'…I dunno…wanna be fwends?'

'Eh…sure, why not?'

'Yay! I never had a fwend before. Have you?'

'Yeah I have. But it's a girl, so the rules are different I think.'

'It's a girl?! Girls have cooties!'

'But…well…I made her get rid of them!'

'How?! It's impossible to get rid of cooties, and girls are gross.'

'Because I made her stop wearing all the pink.'

'Is that it? Sounds hard…'

'Yep…' I turned back to look around.

All of a sudden, someone put their arms around me, causing me to fall to the ground. I tried to get up but I couldn't move a muscle.

'Danny!' I heard Sam say happily, and then she squeezed me tighter.

'Sam…I can't bweathe…get off 'a me pleasy….'

'Aw…but I wanna hug you forever…'

'Why?'

'Cause I love you…'

'Lemme go…I'm being crushed…please…'

'Fine then, but only 'till you get up,' she said smugly.

She got off of me and let go, and then my ribs snapped back in place, which hurt but was a great relief. I turned to my new friend, well I guess he was, and he was just blinking at us with his eyes wide open.

'Eh…your friend?' he said eventually.

'Yep,' I said, secretly glad that Sam looked at the boy in confusion rather than try and crush me again.

'Cool, so…my name's Tucker. Wha's yours?'

'Danny. Oh, and this is Sam.'

'Why do you have a boy's name?' he asked her in confusion.

'I don't,' she said, frowning slightly. 'Danny just calls me that. You can call me Samantha.' She glared at him a bit.

'Uh…okies. So, we're fwends now?'

'I…guess…' Sam said, and then turned to me.

'Yep,' I said, starting to smile.

Things are really looking up. Maybe the rest of my life will straighten out too, and everything will be back to normal…

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