Title: Quietly

Author: adorkable3

Feedback:Everytime an author gets feedback an angel gets it wings .:sage nod:.

Status: Complete...or is it? See A.N.

Disclaimer: Danny Phantom belongs to Nickelodeon and all those associated with it. I saw the line at the endof the ficscribbled on a wall in the subway once.

Author's Note: All right, this was all supposed to be a little four-parter. This was a fandom that I have never written in before, so my original plan was to post this and leave forever. But the feedback I've gotten has been great and erased my fears that I suck at DP fic. I have no idea if I'll do a little sequel or what. Watch my profile for updates, I guess.

But thanks so much for the reviews I've been getting. Now, onto the last chapter.

Chapter 4

News traveled fast among the senior class of Amity Park. By Tuesday, the entire school was aware of the fact that Danny Fenton and Sam Manson were dating.

Danny and Sam had managed to stay blissfully unaware of their new notoriety for an entire day, but this could have something to do with the fact that they were too busy with each other to notice anything else.

"Did you do the calculus homework?" Danny asked.

"Yup. I didn't understand as much of it as I'd like to, but I should be fine in time for the exam." Sam smiled. It was a normal sort of conversation they'd have before school, but with a lot more smiling and a lot more holding hands.

"Fenton!" Dash yelled from one end of the hall.

"Oh shit." Danny muttered. He was about to run into a broom closet (and if Sam got pulled along by accident that would just be a pleasant coincidence) when Dash beat him there.

"I hope you two are happy," he growled.

"Um, yes?" Danny said.

"I had fifty bucks on you two getting together at Valentine's Day and you had to go and ruin it!" Dash yelled and then stomped off.

"What's going on?" Sam asked. Danny shook his head. As they walked down the hall, they noticed a lot of people smiling at them, but more than a few people glaring at them the way Dash had been.

"The hell…?"

"Hey guys!" Tucker came up from behind them and patted them both on the shoulders. "Boy, today is a good day!"

Sam noticed the large stack of twenty dollar bills stuffed in his pocket.

"Tucker," she said slowly, "What's going on?"

"Nothing! I'm just happy for you two." Tucker explained. As soon as he said it, Paulina came up and handed him forty dollars.

"Tucker," Danny said dangerously, "is this what you meant by being 'invested' in me and Sam?"

Tucker blushed, "So maybe I organized a bet at the end of last year about when you two would start dating."

"Tucker!" Danny and Sam yelled. "You had people betting on our love life?"

"…Yes. It's been really lucrative too."

Sam thought for a moment and said, "You were encouraging us to get together. Was it only so we could meet your projected date?"

"No, I would have done that without the bet. I just happened to get lucky." Tucker smiled at them. "I'll split it with you guys, if you want."

"All right you lovebirds, into class." Lancer barked at them from the door. Sam smiled at Danny with a slight blush in her cheeks.

"Take out your poetry books and open to page 146. This is a pop quiz; I want you to read the poem and then identify key themes and the significance of poetic devices used. You have one hour."

Danny looked down at a line scribbled in the front of the book and grinned upon reading it.

"True love comes in quietly…"

Didn't it just?