Disclaimer:

Lea-chan: THAT WAS SO MEAN! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT!

Jeh-kun: I thought it would be funny...plus that happens to me all the time...

Lea-chan: NO IT DOSNT THAT WAS SO MEAN! AND NOT TO MENTION UNFAIR!

Jeh-kun: you know whats mean and unfair? The fact that I dont own this story.

Lea-chan: BUT STILL HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?

Jeh-kun: the same way I can make you my puppet...I'm the one at the key.

Lea-chan::takes a loud gulp::

Danny was having trouble paying attention in his laguage arts class, but was that any different than any other day? He infront of Sam so that when they had the reading she could share her book with him and they could continue their conversation...Well that's what he though. But Lancer decided that it was time to change up the class seating chart.

Sam now sat in the back of the class room and Danny in the seat right next to where Lancer would teach. She sighed not paying attention. Just drawing a sketch of danny...she was sooo close!

A note ploped ontop of sam's scetch and she looked up to see Tucker smiling at her, she knew this couldnt be good.

So what happened?

Sam frownded at the note, how did Tucker know that her and danny had met? But then again how couldnt he? Then didnt make it any less than obvious.

With what?

Sam wrote back as a reply and slid the note across the floor as soon as Lancer turned around to write notes on the board. Tucker stopped the note with his shoe and picked up the note. He frowned when he looked at Sam's reply.

Don't jerk me around, I know that you followed Danny and something happened, again. It's so ovbvious that something happened it isnt funny!

Sam unfolded the note and looked at Tucker, Lancer was yelling at a student for sleeping during his class so he was distracted enough to pass the note back to him with a short scribled reply.

I was soooo close to telling him everything! If the bell had rung like a millisecound later...but what am I to do? Seriously how would you feel if we got together? wouldn't you feel like a third wheel? I could never do that to you.

Tucker looked back at Sam his eyes bulged. Lancer had now moved on a lecture about how if you dont due your homework you will never get any where in life.

DON'T BE STUPID! IT'S BEEN DRIVING ME NUTS FOR EVER THAT YOU GUYS HAVEN'T GOTTEN PAST THE ACKWARD STAGE! JUST SAY IT AND GET IT OVER WITH! WE'LL ALL BE HAPPIER THAT WAY!

Sam looked at the note and siged. She looked at the back of Danny's head and the sketch that she was drawing instead of taking notes. It was a picture of Danny and her flying. She picked up her pen and wrote three simple words.

I'll do it.

Sam slid the note across the floor not realizing that Lancer was the one to stop the note.

"What is this Mr. Foley? Making up your own notes instead of taking the ones I provide you?" Lancer said in a cool tone and Sam burried her face with her hands. "Get in front of the class, I'm sure they would like to hear what you have to say about The Rocking Horse." Tucker took a deep gulp, but Sam was the one to get up. She took the paper and stood at the front of the class.

"Hey, do you think that Mr. Lancer has realized that he has a giant jelly stain on the back of his pants. No, I dont think so, it looks like a puberty stain? It would explain the mood swings. Lol that is so mean." Sam put the note down and smiled as Tucker sunk in his seat, the whole class erupted with laughter. "Would you like me to go on Mr. Lancer, or just take a seat?" Sam said slyly.

"How about you go to the princaples office." He pointed to the door and Sam grabbed her bag before leaving the class she just couldnt resist.

"By the by, if you didnt know to get out those tough pubic stains like that, all us ladies use cold water and the tide wand." Sam blew a kiss to the class and dashed down the hall, the class's hystric laughter following her down the hall.