Heyness people. I'm really sorry that I didn't update as fast as I should've. I've been really busy writing my other story, so I haven't had time to write this one. In this chapter Danny's thought's are in Italics. It's probably the main chapter that leads up to the second part of this story. There's like four different parts. To answer someone's question about the Goth boy, he doesn't appear in the story until the middle of the story, sorry. He's gonna be in the third or second part. Right now this is the first part, Does Everybody Know, the next part will probably be something different. Understand? Good. Well, enjoy the third chapter peoples...
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At school on Monday, Danny had to read a poem in front of the entire English class, Sam included this time. They had to write a poem on the topic of what they had said for the word association that Mr. Lancer had given them. Danny felt really nervous walking up to the front of the class.
Maybe I can just ask to be excused to go to the bathroom. No, that wouldn't work. I wish Sam could have helped her grandmother pick out another bingo dress today? Man, how do I get myself into these things? I should've thought before I answered the question on Friday. Okay, here goes nothing.
Danny arrived at the front of the class. He looked at Sam and she gave him an encouraging smile. Then he looked at Tucker and Tucker gave him a big smile. Danny sighed heavily and began to read:
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I answered the question my teacher had asked
But right now I feel like I need to be covered by a mask
The question I answered was really quite stunning
But now that I think about it, it really wasn't that funny
I shouldn't say that I wasn't really thinking
And now that I stand here I feel like I'm sinking
The answer I really don't want to admit
But I must tell you before I quit
The question was love that my teacher had asked
And now here's the answer that I wish I could mask
The person I answered and she is quite grand
The person I answered was my best friend Sam
She might not be the greatest answer I chose
But only my heart and my heart only knows
It's hard to admit what I didn't before
Now if you excuse me I'll run out this door
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Danny ran by Mr. Lancer's desk and gave him his paper and then ran out of the classroom. Tucker looked really happy, and looked over to Sam. Sam's mouth was hanging open, but she quickly closed it and raised her hand.
"Yes, Mrs. Fenton, I mean Ms. Manson." Mr. Lancer said. A few kids snickered. Sam shot them an angry glance.
"May I be excused to go to the bathroom?" Sam asked not bothering to object on Mr. Lancer's comment.
"Yes, but hurry up." Mr. Lancer said annoyed.
"Thanks," Sam said as she walked out of the classroom. She went all over the school looking for Danny, but she couldn't find him. She slowly walked back to her English class, not knowing what to think.
Okay, peoples. I'm sorry that that is all for the third chapter. Like I said, I have two fanfics to write at the same time, which probably isn't a good idea. So, if I don't update for awhile that's probably one of the reason's why. The poem that's up there is written by me. I only wrote this chapter in like ten minutes, so it's probably not the best poem that I could've written. The next chapter will be better I promise. I just hope that it goes as planned.
Byenes peoples...
