3. To be a teacher
It was a rainy Saturday afternoon, a perfect day for staying at home to play videogames and drink hot chocolate. Tucker was playing in his PDA while he waited for his turn. It was Sam and Danny's turn anyway. He sighed, he knew that they would make fun of him since he didn't know how to dance, specially in front of other people. He hated to humiliate himself but hey, it was his favorite game: "Dance Dance Revolution Mario Mix".
"Okay Tuck, you're up next!" Danny said sweating.
"Yeah. How many players, one or two?" Sam answered with one eyebrow raised.
He was a little confused. If they where so tired, how would they play together? Besides, they where team mates, that would be cheating.
"Who would be my partner?" He asked looking around and saw that Jazz was watching carefully the ways of the game.
"I don't know, maybe a certain red head would like to." Sam said slyly.
"Me!? I don't know how to dance!" She said sitting back on the couch.
"Here, I'll teach you." Tucker offered while handing her a hand which she accepted with a nod.
They danced for three turns until she could figure out how it worked and Tucker got into the rhythm.
"Hey, you guys look tired. I'll go and get you a drink okay?" Sam said as she stood up from her seat and noticed that so did Danny.
"I'll go with you." He said loudly and nervously. "I have to tell you something." He whispered to Sam.
She nodded and they went to the kitchen without making it suspicious. When they walked there, neither one of them said anything.
"S-so… Sam?" Danny asked while he scratched the back of his neck.
"Yeah?" She asked back looking at her feet.
He didn't say a word. She knew what he wanted to say but she wanted him to tell her. She knew that it was hard to admit but well, she had to let him know too.
"I think that I can'tdancewithyoubecauseIdon'tknowhow." He said quickly.
"What was that? I didn't understand anything." She asked worriedly. Was he really clueless?
"I-I… I'm sorry. I don't know how to tell you that I, Daniel James Fenton…"
"You what?"
"Don't know how to dance." He said blushing sheepishly.
She sighed, she knew this was coming. She prepared hot chocolate without saying anything, just smiling at him. When they where ready Danny helped her bring the cups over but gasped at what he saw. His sister and best friend where in the floor kissing passionately. Sam coughed to make them notice them.
"Oh, hey! He was just… teaching me how to dance…?" Jazz said with a shrug.
There was a long silence and before anyone would interrupt it, Danny grabbed Sam by the hand and pulled her up the stairs angrily. When they reached the top of the stairs she snapped out of the shock and pulled away.
"What do you think that you're doing?" She asked with a look of fear and stubbornness.
He looked at the floor sadly and then looked at her. "I told you, I'm a terrible dancer."
"So?" She asked clearly confused.
"I need private lessons." He said raising an eyebrow and noticed that she wasn't refusing.
A few minutes later, they where all sitting in the living room in silence. It was really frustrating, they all needed to say something soon or the sound of the rain pounding in the streets would make them go insane. Finally, Sam let out a few words in which everyone raise an eyebrow in confusion, all except Danny.
She said "I think that I want to be a teacher."