Just to let everyone know, I did NOT get this story idea from "Take a Look in the Mirror". My sister and I made it up. Sorry if it sounds like I got it from that story, but I didn't.
Thought's are in italics.
"She moved in next door? No wonder she looked so familiar!" Dan cried. He then fainted.
He woke up to a knock on his door. Dan groaned and answered it. A guy stood at the door with a red pizza shirt on.
"Dude, your, like, soooo late for work. The boss is going to kill you," He said before shaking his head and walking away.
Dan slapped his head and ran to his room. I'm late for work! I thought it was a Saturday! Wait I do work on Saturday's! But it was my day off, right? Crap!
He changed into his clothes, sprinted out of the door and crashed into Sam. She fell down.
"Ow!" she said
"Sorry! Sorry, Sam," He said, helping her up then sprinting to work. I'm so going to be fired! This is the second time! Once a warning, twice a firing. Dan sprinted across the street and burst into the building.
"Sor--" Dan started.
"You're fired." The boss said. He was working at the cash register.
"Wha…What?"
"Sorry Dan. I know you're the best deliverer, but the rules are the rules, and you were late twice." He sighed. "You're fired."
"Oh…well then I guess I'll be going," Dan gloomily said.
He walked back across the street and went back into his building. He trotted up the stairs and ended up next to Sam's open door. He peered inside. From what he could see, her apartment looked almost exactly like his. He took a step inside and walked over to her wall where there was a picture. A picture of him and Sam, dancing at a dance. Another one with Tucker, Sam, and Dan laughing. Wow. I guess…she really did miss me. But did anyone else though? This thought made him feel slightly guilty and angry. He turned on his heel and walked out of the door.
"What were you doing?" Sam said.
Dan turned around, "Hi. Uh…I was looking for you to tell you…er…sorry. Sorry for, you know, bumping into you like…like that, eariler." He forced a grin.
"Oh, apology accepted. Hey, would you like to have dinner tonight…with me?" Sam asked hopefully.
"Eh…I…guess that'll be okay," Dan said.
"Alright. Meet me here around 6:30!" She cheerfully stated.
"Yeah. No problem," Dan said walking back into his apartment. He fell on the couch.
Man, I feel sick.
A/N: Sorry it's really short. Please review! Helpful Flames are accepted along with comments!