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Sam POV (A/N I know, too long point of view)
It was a cold
windy day. I was at the park with my jacket on. I wasn't actually
sad or anything like that. It's just the nice view. Anyway, there
was nothing to do. It was a very boring Sunday afternoon. What was I
supposed to do? It was cold and windy, I decided to walk here. I do
have a check up for my body. My cheek got much better, it didn't
have a red spot, it wasn't bleeding. My hand, I guess you could say
better, but not much. I never though I'd say this, but I wish I was
in school. Wow, I can't believe I said it. My knee's were still
hurting, one started to bleed only a little. I decided to get from
the bench, and just go home. When I got there, I saw Pretty, ignoring
me.
'That cat gives me a headache.' I thought. I went up to my room. I didn't know what to do. It was only 6:43 p.m. So, really, why even bother going to bed now. I felt really tired. And then I remembered that Phantom kid. He looked a lot like Danny, wait, they have the first name. Hmm….tomorrow at school, Danny's gonna get a little interview. Um…Danny Fenton, not the ghost kid, but, you should know who I'm talking about. I heard a knock on my door. I was so into deep though, that I fell out of my bed when I heard it.
"Come in." I said rubbing my head. It was Danny. "Oh, hi."
"Sam I need to tell you something." Danny said.
"What?" I asked.
"You know that uh…ghost kid?" He asked.
"Yea, why?" I asked.
"Well, um, I-…" Danny started, but his ghost sense went off. "Crud." He muttered.
"What was that." I asked.
"That's uh, my breath, it's really cold here." Danny said. "I gotta go." Then Danny left, leaving me confused.
"Ok, I'll do that interview without him knowing." I mumbled under my breath. I looked out the window. An idea popped in my head.
"I'll interview both the ghost kid and Danny!" I said, a little too loud.