Well, chapter two was quite humorous. Let's see how this one compares, huh? For all of you who have seen the Incredibles, I did steal a little part from that movie for another rematch between Danny and Jazz.

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Disclaimer: I don't own a small part in the Incredibles; Disney does.

Also: For those of you who have read Freeze Out, you'll see quite familiar references. Including the "pencil shavings" and the Salmon joke in the next chapter!

Chapter Three

"And then he was like, no way, but I said, yes, because the teacher told me so, and he got all upset saying he didn't need a tutor except that he totally does," Jazz continued.

From the time I'd sat down at the table to eat, I'd heard more about Jazz's social life than I cared to. And none of what she said made sense whatsoever.

I glanced down at my plate. Meatloaf was on the side, and then there was green beans to the left, potatoes to the right. I was going to eat the green beans, sure. But the potatoes had been cooked with the meatloaf. Slowly, I twirled my fork around the half full plate.

I looked up, wondering if anyone would notice if I shoved some of the food into my napkin, and caught Danny's eye.

Smiling, he held his hand up like he was doing part of the chicken dance and raised it up and down, pointing to Jazz, who was sitting right across from him. Then he circled his ear in the sign for crazy.

Tucker and I both saw, and I think his dad did too because we suddenly started laughing. Jazz looked over at Danny and he put both of his hands down, smiling innocently. She gave him an evil look.

"Jazz, are you going to eat some of your dinner?" Maddie asked.

She turned back. "I'm not really hungry for meatloaf."

"Well, what are you hungry for?" she asked.

"Derik Henderson," Danny muttered, raising his eyebrows.

She turned to him, pointing her fork at him threateningly. "Shut up. Don't say another word you little twit."

"Jazz loves Derik," he continued, pretending to swoon.

"I said shut up you little insect," she snapped.

"Hey, Jazz, Danny, relax. Not at the dinner table," Maddie intervened.

I giggled uncontrollably. They all stared at me and I looked down, feeling my cheeks burn. Jazz tapped her fork on her plate, still slightly angry, rather harder than necessary.

"Sam, are you alright sweetheart? You aren't eating either," Maddie asked.

"I'm fine," I replied hoarsely.

"Are you sure? Not in the mood for meatloaf?" she asked.

"Not really…" I admitted quietly. "I'm a veggie person."

"Oooh, I see. I'm sorry sweetheart, you should have said something. I'll make you a salad if you want," she said.

"You…don't have to," I said.

"Oh, it's no problem," she said, already standing up to look into the fridge.

I breathed in relief.

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"You could have said something," Danny said.

"I was trying to make a good first impression," I said.

"You were a vegetarian then too?" Tucker asked.

"I didn't know what to call it. I just knew I didn't like meat," I said. "And besides that, your mom made a salad for me anyway."

"She was freaking worried because you weren't eating anything," Danny said.

"She's still nice," I said.

"Danny, you were evil to your sister," Tucker said.

"Some things never change," I said, staring at Danny. And for the first time in a while, I glanced back down to the note. And I felt the same thing I'd felt back then. And I'd only known him for three days. But that didn't stop me from liking him then. I was right….some things never change.

"You know, no matter how older she—" He turned over to look at us, slipping off the window sill at the same time and landing face first into my carpet.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm just going to lay here for a moment," he said hoarsely.

I laughed and walked over to him, crouching down. I held out my hand and he looked up, taking it and helped him to his feet. Staring into the blue eyes I'd grown up to love…I couldn't look away.

"You know, if I had a dollar for every time Danny did something klutzy, I might be richer than you Sam," Tucker interrupted. Danny finally looked away, blushing a little. I bit my lip. Three days to go….before I wrote the note.

"What happened next?" Tucker asked. "I'm enjoying our little dive into the past."

I glanced over at Danny and smiled. "Danny did something klutzy."

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"Is that better?" Maddie asked me.
"Yes, thank you," I said, feeling rather guilty. I bent down to retrieve the napkin I'd accidentally dropped so that I could eat my salad. Maddie had put extra tomatoes on it, my favorite.

"Jack, what equations did you get out of—"

There was a sudden clink above me as I was trying to get my napkin and then a few loud noises. The next thing I knew, liquid was raining down on top of me. I yelled, only resulting in smashing my head on the table above me when I tried to pull out too soon.

Looking up, I wiped whatever had fallen on me away from my eyes. I was soaked, slightly dripping. When I saw the table, I discovered that Danny's glass had fallen over and hit mine, creating a domino effect on both glasses and their containments had decided to head my way since I was sitting next to him.

"I'll go get some towels," Jack volunteered. He walked out of the room and Maddie came over and started wiping off the table so that no more lemonade would fall on me.

Danny's blue eyes were extremely large. He stared over at me. "I- I –I didn't mean to, I'm really sorry," he stammered.

"Nice going klutz," Jazz said.

"Jazmine, hush," Maddie warned.

"I'm really sorry," he said again.

"I'm fine," I said. In truth, I wasn't. I was soaked and lemonade wouldn't leave stains on me, but it would sure as heck be pretty sticky. Tucker was cracking up.

"If I had a dollar for every time you break, spill, or trip over something, I'd be richer than the Queen of England," Jazz continued.

"Really, I'm fine," I said, seeing Danny's cheeks go rather red.

"I can't believe you really did that to your little girlfriend," she taunted.

I saw Danny give an extremely wicked look and felt his leg barely brush mine as he moved it swiftly. At first, I wasn't sure what he had done but then—

"Ow! Mom, Danny kicked me!" Jazz yelled.

"Daniel Jackson Fenton, apologize to your sister," Maddie said, sighing.

"Sorry," he muttered quietly. She stuck out her tongue at him, rubbing her knee.

"You too Jazmine Alexandria," Maddie added.

"Sorry," she grumbled.

At that time, Jack was back into the room and he handed me a towel, which I graciously took from him and rubbed my hair with.

"Sorry," Danny said to me again. (Rather more sincere than he had with Jazz.)

"I'm fine," I said again. The phone rang and Jack, who'd been standing, went to pick it up.

"Fenton Residence," he said. He stared around. "Yes, our son is here."

I stared over at Danny, whose eyes had gone extremely wide, clearly listening. Everyone who wasn't staring at Jazz, was staring at him, which was pretty much everyone in the room but Jack.

"Has he done something?" Jack asked.

"What did you do now stupid?" Jazz asked.

"Shush, Jazmine," Maddie said. "Jack, dear, who is it?"

"It's the police," he mouthed, turning around.

"You're gonna get busted," Jazz whispered so that her mom couldn't hear it. Danny could really care less right now, his face rather pale.

Maddie grabbed the phone away from his dad. "What is going on?" We all listened to her every word and here and there I could catch a few phrases. "Yes, of course he has friends." Her gaze flickered to me, an odd expression on her face. "Yes, he has a friend who's a girl."

Now I knew they were talking about me. But Maddie's face wasn't angry; in fact, she looked right over at me.

"Samantha, sweetie, did you tell your grandmother or parents that you were coming over here after school?" she asked.

"No," I said. Why would I tell them that?

She laughed. "Officer, it's all been a big misunderstanding…... She must have forgotten to tell her parents…..Yes, of course….Yes, thank you. Bye." She hung up the phone.

"What did Danny do?" Jazz asked immediately.

"Your brother didn't do a thing," Maddie said, ruffling his hair as she spoke. "Yes, that's all we need is for Danny to become Public Enemy Number One. No, he didn't do anything."

"They were looking for me?" I asked.

"Yes, your grandmother is coming to pick you up. She informed the police when you never came home after school. She was worried. Apparently Mrs. Hedwin, the vice principal of the grade school saw them walking home together and that's why they phoned here."

"It's lucky Danny has a new friend," Jack said.

At that moment, I didn't care whether I would be in great big trouble when I got home, or whether I was all sticky now that the lemonade had dried over the parts of my body I had missed. Because I was now officially, Danny's friend.

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"So much for not being Public Enemy Number One," Tucker joked.

"Ha ha," Danny said. "God, all I remember was being so freaked out when I heard my dad talking about me. And Jazz wasn't really helping."

"You two were really horrible to each other," I finally agreed with Tucker. "I think everyday that I did happen to come over there you were bickering."

"Do you want to know what's really funny?" I asked.

"What?" he asked.

"Isn't Jazz the one who gave you the idea for your name?" I pointed out.

Danny's cell phone rang and he jumped, starting. "Hold that thought," he said, pulling it out of his pocket. "Hello?"

"This is the Amity Park Police Department, we've been wanting to know if you've kidnapped Samantha Manson," Tucker teased from the chair.

Danny kicked out, and Tucker just barely missed. "What did you say Mom?" Danny asked, clearly not catching the first part of the conversation. "Yeah…okay. Alright. See ya." He clicked the phone off and stuck it back in his pocket. "Dinner will be ready here soon. Want to come join us?"

"Salad, right?" I asked.

"My mother already made it for you," he replied, rolling his eyes but grinning all the same. "But if you're coming, we sorta gotta go."

"Can we walk? I want to hear more of this story," Tucker asked.

"You actually like hearing about this?" I asked.

"Well, yeah, because it's funny. Danny and you did stupid stuff when you were little."

"Oh, and that was the worst grammar ever. Like you were the most intelligent little lad out there, right?" I said sarcastically.

"Guys….gotta go, remember?" Danny interrupted.

"Yeah," Tucker said.

"Are you coming Sam?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said. I shoved the note hastily into my jeans pocket and followed them out of my room.

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The next chapter is the next day (in third person view), but it will be explained then too. I thought that was kind of funny, how about you? I guess I'll see if you review me, please?

Here's your sneak peek at chapter four!

Chapter Four (Past Sam)
"Hey beautiful," was the first greeting I heard the next day at school. I nearly jumped out of my skin in surprise; not only had I not been expecting the voice, but I also hadn't been expecting the actual greeting.

I looked over to see Danny standing beside me, smiling brightly. My cheeks suddenly went red, feeling rather warm.

"Hiya," I replied.

"Did I scare you?" he asked.

"No way," I lied.

"Darn," he said, almost disappointed. I was pretty relieved; obviously he hadn't seen my jump. "I was going to say "BOO" but I figured it would sound too much like a lame ghost."

"You think you're a ghost Danny?" I teased.

Hee heee. Coming soon!

Lateraina Wolf