Scrap book part1

disclaimer:butch hartman owns danny phantom,not me...if I did, there would be enough danny's for the world!MUHAHAHAH! But sam get's the real danny, we just get the cute clones!

Danny's pov italics are his thoughts italics and bold are the flashbacks

"Hey guys,thanks for helping me with the packing." I said to my two best friends as the walked inside my room. "yea, well, we have to help eachother, you guys are gonna help me next week with my packing up." tucker-My best friend-said looking around. "yea,then you guys can help me pack" sam said.sam's my girlfriend. woot woot! she's mine!and by packing, we mean, we're all packing up and moving out because we're all going to collage, thankfully, we're all going to AmityPark University. APU there's been worse initials for collages, but this one just cracks me up. hey, we all got in to the same collage so I should be thankful of that. "it beats putting it off 'til the end of summer." sam said opening my closet.

"no-don't-" but a pile of clothes-thankfully clean- fell on her, and tucker cracked up.I helped her out of the pile. "you know how my closet is." I reminded her. yea, it's true, she's been in my room, we're teens/adults in love-we didn't DO ANYTHING! ahem...anyway, she replied "oh yea, I forgot how messy this wa-are those mine?" she said in a whisper to me. so...we've done some stuff...sue me why don't you! I pretended to fall on her stuff to hide from tucker. and passed it to her,she put it in her purse and we started packing.

"so,sam,come here often?'' Tucker joked. she blushed and stayed silent, I tried to change the subject. "man, it only seems like yesterday that we were freshmen in highschool. and now look at us, going to collage." "yea, then we'd be freshmen in collage." sam said sighing.we were just packing books and stuff, then I went to my closet and brought boxes when something fell on my head "OW! what the hell!" was the only thing I said. sam and tucker came to see what it was. whatever it was, it was really dusty.

"dude, you ok?" tucker asked. "yea, but what was that?" I asked him. "it looks like a...a scrapbook? since when do you have a scrapbook?" sam asked me. she handed it to me and on the bottom, it said "danny fenton,age 6-14" sincefirst gradeI guess,I forgot I even had one." the cover was all whit with a sticker of a ghost on it. "I remember jazz gave me that sticker, she thought it matched my personality." I laughed. "she thought you were a ghost?" tucker said. "no, she thought ghosts were weird so she gave me a sticker cuz she thought I was weird." "that doesn't sound like jazz to me." sam said looking at the sticker of a green ghost.

"that was before she turned nice,she was nine and I was seven.'' I explained to them. jazz is my older sister, she's caring now but she wasn't like that all the time. tucker opened it, and saw a picture ofme on my first two-wheeler bike. "aww, you look so cute when you 6!" sam exclaimed pinching my cheek like I was a baby. I blushed and said "yea, I remember that day..." then I winced and laughed.

-flashback,noone's POV.-

"look sam,tucker!I got my first bike yesterday! I can already ride it!"6 year old danny fenton said pointing to the blue bike next to him "wow, cool!" tucker exclaimed excidedly. he took out his camera and took a picture of it."can you ride it?" sam asked him. "yea, I can ride it 'cause I'm almost seven,and jazz said that if I can't ride a two wheeler by the time I'm seven,I stay a kid forever and you guys will grow up without me" danny said. "that's not true danny" sam said disaprovingly. "yea it is, besides I have nothing to worry about because I can ride it." said danny. "prove it" tucker said. "fine watch me." danny said to his friends. he climbed on and rode around in circles. "see?" "can you ride from here to that pole?" asked sam "yea, watch." danny reassured. he rode his bike then he looked back saying "see sam! I told you I can do it!" he said calling back. "danny, keep your eye on the sidewalk!" she called back to him. "wha-ahh!"he said trying to brake but he couldn't. "I think he forgot how to stop" sam said knowingly. "I forgot how to stop!" yelled danny as he crashed into the pole. the two friends ran to him and sam handed him a doller. "that should cover the bike's fixes" she said knowingly. "a bike costs more then a doller." tucker said looking at her. he took out a doller fifty. "that should cover bike expences and the tip!" he said proudly. "man that together is the tip!" danny said to them. "remind me never to let you drive me to school when we get a car." sam said.

-end of flashbck-

danny's pov

we all started laughing. "yea, I remember that." I said laughing. the picture tucker took of me was the one in my scrapbook, with my helmet,pads and stuff all happy,after that crash, it had a bunch of scratches and my dad said it was bound to happen.but just so you know, I kept the money, gave it to jazz to keep it secret but then she suggested to ride around in it to show mom and dad.

ok,that's part one,of a one-shot not that's not really a one-shot but I like to call it that, review plz there's more where that came from:)thanks!