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Danny rushed home and changed back into Danny Fenton right above his bed to have him land on it. He opened the papers to read:

Name: Danny Fenton

Age: 17

School: Casper High School

Grade:12 (A/N:I don't know what grade seniors are, so just deal with it.)

Duties to each day:

1.) Help set up the stage

2.) Help out with the sound check

3.) Then you will help Ms. Samatha Mason in the poetry/art booth until the show starts each night. Then you two will help out backstage.

4.) When the show ends and people start to leave, you will the hosts go over the next day's show.

Show this to a parent or guardain and have them sign it. And then turn it in on the first day of your workweek.

Danny, then went to sleep as he chuckled.

As Sam went into the hallway from her night's sleep, she went toward the bathroom and brushed her hair. It was Sunday, and her parnets were away on another vaction and workshop that was supposed to teach them how to know when your daughter is a troubled teen. Even though they had been taking those classes, nothing ever worked. She downstairs to the kitchen and got out a glass and soymilk. She turned on the tv and sat down with a bowl of cereal on a chair.

"In Later news, The Music and poetry Festival will be starting next week and we have each of the volunteer's duties online at our website, in case that you have lost yours or have new things to do. Just go online and click on the Festivals tab and then scroll down to the Music and Poetry festival. Then just click on your name and then click print."

Sam turned off the tv and went upstairs, and went on her computer. She entered the website and found the tab and the festival easily. When she scrolled down to her name, she saw that Jazz had signed up as well, but where her name should be, was under Danny Fenton. Sam panicked and then took a deep breath and clicked on her name. She saw that she and Danny were working the same booth. Sam screamed as she pounded her desk. There had be a way for her to change the activites, but she couldn't call her friends and have them change it. It was too late anyway. No matter want she did, there was no way for her to get out this.

Jazz entered her room and her hair was all messed up, but she was wearing a blue shirt and black pants. Even if Jazz was half-asleep, you still tell that she was concerned.

"Sam? What's the matter?" Jazz yawned.

"Jazz, you know the festival right?"

"Yeah, the one that Amber and Ash are hosting at. Why?"

"Well, I think that Danny found a way to volunteer there and he is supposed to work the same booth as me." Sam handed the paper that was printed and Jazz's eyes widened.

"that's impossible. I know Danny and he would never to bother at even looking at the website." Jazz shouted. Good thing thing that Sam added a sound proof wall to her grandma's room otherwise both girls would be in trouble.

"Maybe Tucker spilled or it was forced out him. you know how is in nervous situations."

"I know, but i guess that i will just have to deal with working with Danny at the fair."

"That's the way to deal with it, but I still think that Danny didn't just sign up to get out of class." Jazz heisted.

Sam sighed a thank you and Jazz went to take a shower and change. Sam checked out her im to see that Ghostboy3000 wanted to be her friend. The avatar was all that she needed, it was Danny Fenton who wanted to talk to her. She sighed and accepted without thinking. And then a message box popped up.

Ghostboy3000: Hey Sam see that you got my little heads up.

Sam just rolled her eyes.

Gothica: Yeah, i just wish that i had food on my stomach so i could on barfed on your name when i found out.

Ghostboy3000: Wouldn't that damage your computer?

Gothica: NO it wouldn't.

Ghostboy3000: of course it wouldn't

Gothica: What does that mean?

Ghostboy3000: nothing, well how's your family?

Gothica: away on a curise

Ghostboy3000: oh, well just wondering

Gothica: Why are you so interested in me?

Ghostboy3000: You just seem so different , you r not like the others.

Sam's eyes widened at this and she thought that he was being serious, but then she remembered how he just dates girls and doesn't really care about them and she didn't want to be a part of them.

Gothica: Oh you mean the rest of the girls that you've dated.

Ghostboy3000: Sam don't be like this, just listen i want get to know you more, that's all and if you like this side of me then we could stay friends.

Sam thought about this and then remembered the words that amber told her to act like Sam act like you like him. the words ran through her head.

Gothica: oh ok so i guess that u forgot about the challenage that i was so looking forward to doing.

Sam smirked. She pretended to be hurt, it was soo easy.

Ghostboy3000: No that's not what not i mean, i meant after the challenage.

Gothica: Oh, so you don't think that you could actually like me more than a friend.

Ghostboy3000: well, i don't know anymore, how bout this we meet at the mall for lunch and hang out the rest of the day?

Gothica: K, casual?

Ghostboy3000: yes just wear your regualar clothes and bring some money and that book.

Ghostboy3000 Signed off

Sam sighed and got up and changed into a blank top with a circle on it, navy blue jeans, and black sneakers. She got the book and set it down on her bed. Then she felt a small gust of wind and noticed that her window was open. She walked over and then found a rose on her window sill. It was an exotic purple, on there it had a note:

My heart beats a thousand times faster when I see you from above

My mind only focuses on you when I can't find you.

ALL I can think about is you, Samatha Manson, i only have this to say:

I am in love with you.

love,

Your Secret Adminer.

"What the heck? Who's my secret adminer?" Sam thought out loud.

Author's note: I planned this chapter to be longer, but decided that i can add another chapter from this, sorry it took me soo long to update, through out the summer i was busy with summer school (another note: my mom made me go!), volunteering, camp, and now school, it's harder to find time to write for this story. So i made myself sit down and finish this chapter.