A/N: Another story came to mind! My muse is really working now! YAY! Well, here's the first chapter!

EDITED 10/06/11

I'm Your Boyfriend!

Chapter One

Amusing?

Ah, regular day in Amity Park. It was late November and the gang chose to go the amusement park right after school, in hopes of celebrating the end of another week. It was supposed to be a clear day, and so far it was. The sun was shining, the wind was blowing, and there was not a single ghost in sight. It had been a few weeks since the last ghost attack and Danny was enjoying his time off. For once in almost a year, he could finally spend time with his friends without worrying if the next battle would be his last. Right now, they were at the food court, talking about the school day that had happened a few hours before.

The shiny red tables gleam in the sun. 3 clear cups filled with colored liquid sit in front of them, smoothies. Tucker leans back in his chair as far as he could go without tipping over, a girn plastered onto his face from the story he had just told. "I swear! If Lancer ever recovers from that prank, he'll be delirious for the rest of his life!" he exclaimed, laughing.

"No kidding," Danny said, laughing also. While the two males had been having a wonderful conversation for some time now, Sam had been extraordinarily quiet that day. She had barely said a word. even at school she had been but a shadow following them around. Everyone had noticed, even Lancer. When she was the only person in the class that didn't laugh at the horrendous and smelly fluid that had exploded from the balloon on his chair, anyone would have noticed. She didn't even gag, as if the whole thing had just flown right over her head. Danny wouldn't have been surprised if she had completely missed the entire thing. He looked at her. If she just hadn't felt like taking things would have been fine. But what bothered him the most was that she refused to tell them what was wrong, not even after he'd asked that morning. It seemed something was bothering her greatly. He wondered what it was…

"Hey, Danny," Tucker's voice broke the silence. The techno geek waved a hand in front of his face. "Danny, hello!"

Danny snapped out of it, blinking and visibly shaken by the sudden intrusion. "Huh? What?" he asked then, looking at Tucker. Sam raised a brow at their display, but said nothing. she hadn't even noticed Danny staring at her.

"I asked if you wanted to check out that new roller coaster," Tucker repeated, looking at his friend in slight disbelief. He motioned in the direction of a large spiral of metal poking up above the rest of the attractions.

"Oh, uh, sure," Danny said, standing. He hadn't actually heard what Tucker had said, even after his repetition. All of a sudden the only thing he could think of was the fact that this could be his chance to bring Sam into the action. Maybe all she needed was a push. "You coming, Sam?"

The girl didn't even look up. She took the straw from the cup in front of her and sipped from it. "No thanks, guys, I'm good," she said, voice calm, without hesitation. She looked away.

Danny frowned. Something's wrong. I can feel it.

This time she felt Danny's stare. She glanced up at him briefly, confirming her suspicion. A warm sensation flooded her face and she gazed at the table a little harder, hoping her hair would cover up the pink mess, but Danny caught it.

Tucker didn't noticed the small exchange. He had already set his eyes on his ow goal, the spiral of metal only a 5-minute walk away. All he heard was a "yes" from Danny and a "no" from Sam. "Okay, come on, Danny," he said, tugging on the boy's arm, itching to go.

Danny pulled back, taking his chair back out from underneath the table and plopping himself down. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously and gave Tucker a sheepish grin. "On second thought, Tuck, I think I'll bail too," he said, turning his eyes back on Sam's forlorn figure. Tucker looked at them, confused. Why on earth would they rather sit there in what he expected to be awkward silence when they could be riding what would probably be the best roller coaster of their lives?

He shrugged. Maybe it was a lovebird thing.

"Alright, be back in an hour tops!" Tucker said and ran off towards the line to the new roller coaster,leaving the two teens to contemplate their situation. Danny watched Tucker leave until he lost him in the crowd. He turned around in his seat, pushing and sliding the sweating cup in front of him. What now?

Sam watched him this time. He had already tried to ask her what was bothering her that morning. If he asked again, she would give him the same answer: nothing. She took another sip from her smoothie. "Why'd you bail?" she asked. Danny fidgeted even more furiously with the strawberry smoothie before him, staring at it, then pushing it away in almost disgust.

"I dunno," he mumbled, shrugging one shoulder and leaning back in his chair. Every other one of his movements was giving away his nervousness. If he could jsut sit still... "I didn't want to leave you alone." He crossed his arms, finding no other way to hold them still, and looked at Sam, blue eyes locking onto hers.

Sam felt a deep blush creep onto her cheeks again and quickly looked away. "Thanks," she mumbled, so softly that Danny barely heard it. She knew he must not have meant it the way she thought he did - the way she wished he had - but it still sent the butterflies in her stomach into a frenzy.

"No problem," Danny said, smiling, leaning forward on the table with his elbows. At least she was talking. He noticed the blush on her face, the same as before, but made nothing of it. Sam stirred her melting smoothie with the straw and took a sip, stealing a quick glance at the blue-eyed boy in front of her through her hair. Feeling Danny's gaze upon her only made her more nervous. She cleared her throat, trying to get him back into the reality of his stare. The boy jumped back a little, confused, until he noticed her look at him a little strangely and then quickly look away again. "Oh, uh, sorry about that," he said quickly, a blush matching Sam's creeping onto his face too. He lowered his glance and gripped his knees with his hands. Awkward.

"That's okay," Sam said, smiling thinly at his reaction. He was so cute when he did that...

The silence fell again, them both wondering what to say. Danny started to push his smoothie around the table again, back and forth, leaving a wet trail because of the coldness against the otherwise warm sun. "So…" he mumbled, eyes flitting form the cup to Sam and back.

"So," Sam replied, pushing her own cup away.

"Sam," Danny said, catching her attention by the seriousness of his tone. He looked at her, she looked back. His brows furrowed, giving his boyish expression a grave undertone. "Sam, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean?" she asked, leaning back in her chair, more in awe at the sudden change in appearance than his question.

Danny didn't stir. It was now or never, and he'd really appreciate it if it were now. "I know something's wrong, but I don't know what," he said, his eyes still locked onto hers.

Sam looked away, shrugging. "I don't know," she said coolly. "It's like a feeling inside that I can't quite comprehend…"

Danny didn't understand. Give it to Sam to give him some weird cryptic answer to what he figured was just a simple question. He sighed, feeling as if he'd just been betrayed. Why couldn't she just come out and tell him? They'd been friends for so long and yet even while he was worried sick about her, she still refused to give him a real hint. But then again, he thought to himself, scooting his chair back and placing his arms in front of him, he would not be in his place if he accused her of lying to him. He looked at his smoothie, suddenly feeling even more disgusted by it, and pushed it away. He didn't want to press for answers, but he couldn't help feeling that there was more on Sam's mind. "Are you sure?" he found himself saying, voice soft, defeated. He didn't even look at her.

"Positive."

"Okay." Danny sighed and leaned back in his chair.