Here's Chapter 3!

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Chapter 3: The Party

The rest of the day was great, in Danny's opinion. But in Sam's opinion, the boys were acting like total goofballs. Knowing Danny and Tucker, you probably know what happened: stuff was thrown, there was lots of sugar, and music was turned on full blast.

But even with all the fun he was having, Danny was still a little worried. The goofy part of his mind was saying, "DUDE!! IT'S TIME FOR FUN!!" and the serious part was saying, "Shouldn't you be trying to figure out what those things are? What's with Jazz? It may be fun now, but won't you get lonely?"

For now, Danny tried to ignore the serious part of him. Then, a few hours later, the phone rang. Sam got it. "Hello?"

"Hi Sam," Mrs. Fenton's voice said. "How is everything?"

"Fine," Sam lied. "Just perfect." Just then, Sam heard a thumping noise- Tucker was trying to slide down the stairs on mattresses, but always fell off halfway there.

"Mm hmm. Where's Danny? Can I talk to him?"

"Sure," Sam said, then (holding her hand over the phone) "DANNY, YOUR MOM'S ON THE PHONE!!"

Danny-who just happened to be nearby- skidded over to Sam and grabbed the phone. "Hi mom," he said. "What's up?"

"Nothing. I just called to make sure you were okay."

"But-but you only left home an hour ago!"

"Actually, it's been five hours," Jazz's voice said. "Four with the time difference. So-"

"Uhh, Jazz?" Danny said quietly. "Now that you've got time, can you tell me what the thingies do?"

"What thingies?" Jazz said. Danny was about to give a sharp answer, but then he realized-of course. Jazz wouldn't have wanted to mention the strange items in front of her parents. Danny still wasn't sure if he could call the police. "Nothing," he said. "Bye." He hung up. "Soo… it's 9:00. That's one more hour till your curfews."

"And yours," Sam reminded him. At that minute, Tucker slid into the room. "It's time to go home?"

"In an hour," Danny said. "Well-let's have some more fun!"

An hour later, it was time for Sam and Tucker to go home. Danny really didn't want them to leave.

"Don't worry; we'll be back first thing tomorrow!" Tucker said. "Till then- g'night!" Then they left, leaving Danny alone in the room.

Coming up next in Chapter 4:

With Chip to keep my mind off my loneliness, I was okay. I began thinking about his songs. Icky Vicky was kind of good, but there was one thing I just couldn't get: who's Vicky? I know she's icky, but who is she? Shiny Teeth and Me was weird- I mean, who writes a song about their TEETH?! I really liked Find Your Voice- it made sense, had a great beat, and it was inspirational.

This and more…on UNIVERSIAL ROADTRIP!

Bye!

SP