Chapter 2 is up! I need to get this story up and going. One review does not satisfy my needs. But I do thank you, Thunderstorm101. Actually, Chapter 2 is one of my shorter ones, so have fun everyone!

Tucker: Cool! I've always wanted to be called a meddling kid!
Sam: Super. Now you can die happy...

Chapter Two

After a week of hanging out and getting their new uniforms at the Amity Park Mall, the three friends were preparing to go back to their schools. They had decided to meet at Fenton Works before they left to walk. A disturbed looking Sam walked in the home to see Danny, Tucker, and Jazz sitting at the table already eating Fenton Toast. Danny dropped his toast as he saw Sam stop at the door. Giggles erupted from him. An even larger scowl was plastered on Sam's face now.

"Oh, and you two look so cool," Sam said over the laughter.

It definitely was a sight to look at. The Goth was normally dressed in all black, complete with her combat boots. This morning she was in black dress shoes, white knee-high socks, and a straight navy blue skirt. On her arms she wore the normal bracelets that were with her everyday. They did not blend well with the white button up shirt that fastened the tie. On top of that was a red plaid sweatervest, one thing any normal teenager would never wear.

"I thought we looked bad," Tucker said between gasps of breath. "But this is even funnier!" He held his stomach as he continued to laugh at the sight of Sam. She placed her hand on her hip and gave him his death stare.

Jazz, trying to help out Sam, tried to calm down the boys. "C'mon guys. I'll drive you. Let's get to school." She grabbed the keys to show the signal that she was actually leaving. Sam, closest to the door, headed outside as well. Tucker got up from the table and grabbed his backpack. Danny got a final piece of toast out of the toaster, grabbed his backpack, and followed his friends outside.

Seeing his sister and his friends already in the car, Danny decided he could show off. He backed off a little to get a running start. Then, he tightened his grip on his backpack as he ran towards the car.

Jazz got a frightened look on her face and said, "Danny! What do you think you're doing?" At that moment he jumped on the hood of the car and slid across it, John Travolta style. He hopped over the car door and sat in his seat with a smile. Tucker tried to hide his laughter. Jazz and Sam both rolled their eyes and muttered, "Boys…"

Jazz started the car and headed towards the new schools. The wind was blowing through his raven black hair, when a sudden realization came to Danny's mind. He searched through his backpack and Sam and Tucker in the backseat leaned forward, trying to see what he was searching so intently for.

"Ah-ha!" Danny said, raising a piece of paper in the air. "Sam, I made a checklist for you. What you said was right earlier," he continued. Sam leaned back in her seat with her arms folded across her chest. She wanted to hear the rest of this conversation. "You can take care of yourself. I don't always need to be the one to save the day. Even if I think I do…" Sam smiled at this. "So I am keeping you prepared for anything that might pop up. Let's see here…" Danny rummaged through his bag again, pulling out one thing after another. An assortment of gadgets were laid across his lap.

"Fenton Phones," Danny said as he handed them to Sam over his shoulder. "I also have a Fenton Thermos, Jack-a-Nine-Tails, the Fenton Peeler, and a Spector Deflector." Sam didn't have room in her bag so she was forced to hold everything in her hands.

"I think I'm good, Danny," said Sam. "Seriously, what could go wrong?"

"Watch out," Tucker said to Sam. "Murphy's Law's gonna get'cha!"

"What's Murphy's Law?" asked Danny.

Jazz answered for Tucker, "It's a set of laws that basically says 'anything that can go wrong, will go wrong…very wrong.'"

I'm hoping for more than one review this time people. But on the happy side Phelps broke his world record in the 400 IM by a little less than 2 seconds...I'm a nerd.