"Hey! I'm Tucker Foley, which is TF for Too Fine!" He pointed a finger at the camera and smiled while giving a wink.
"What did we say about nauseating comments?" Sam's voice asked from out of sight.
"Oh, come on, Sam. Let him make a fool out of himself. It's senior year. Who cares?" Danny's voice said.
"Thanks- Oh, come on!" Tucker whined.
"Get a move on, Tucker," Sam ordered.
"Oh, right." He nodded his head. "First up is what we would like to call 'Embarrassing Photos.' Most are courtesy of Sam, and Danny and I are the hapless victims. We did manage to find a few of Sam, though. I am sure you will never look at her the same afterwards."
"What is he talking about, Danny?" Sam asked darkly.
"Um… I have no idea- Don't hit me!" The camera jolted for a minute, giving the assumption Danny was the cameraman and had tried to avoid a smack.
Tucker broadly grinned and shrugged his shoulders. "And that's our cue!"
A picture of Danny and Tucker embraced in their sleep on a floor was captioned: DANNY AND TUCKER, RESEARCH AT ZOO. BOYS HUGGING MAKE EVERY YEARBOOK FUNNY.
The following photo was one of Sam in a horribly feminine dress, adorned in pink frills and floral prints, captioned: SAM IN ONE OF THE DRESSES HER MOM FORCES ON HER AS PUNISHMENT.
Goofy pictures continued with ones such as Danny falling out of his locker as Tucker opened it, Tucker with a sign reading 'Kick Me!' on his back, and Sam having her arms curled around a fuzzy bear while asleep.
Laughter came from the crowd of seniors every once in a while as if on a repeating soundtrack. Sam and Valerie spent the majority of the time wiping away subtle tears as Tucker merely stared through the screen. The last picture of the pile pulled a laugh from each of them, however.
Sam was on the left, Valerie was on the right, and Danny was in the middle with his arms pulling both girls close; a silly grin played on his face as he looked at the camera, oblivious to the fact Sam and Valerie were giving each other downright glares. The picture was captioned: CLUELESS TO THE FACT HE IS IN THE MIDDLE OF A CATFIGHT WAITING TO HAPPEN, DANNY SMILES FOR THE CAMERA.
"Those were the pictures," Danny announced to the camera. "The videos are even worse, and Sam and I still don't know most of the ones Tucker used. We will have our sweet revenge, though. Tuck, you should have learned by now." A smirk was thrown off to the side.
"They aren't that bad!" Tucker yelled from behind the screen. "…okay, they are, but like you said, it's senior year. Who cares if you make a fool out of yourself?"
"I meant for that to be done by the said person being the fool. By the way, did I mention that Sam got new steeled toed combat boots yesterday? The more you know."
"Oh, yeah," Sam cut in brightly. "Tucker, stand right there, would you?"
"And here we go!" Danny called over Tucker yelping and the picture shaking.
The first seconds started out innocently enough. A door with the name 'Danny' on the outside came into view before the camera turned to reveal Tucker. He smirked. "It is…around noon and Sleeping Beauty still isn't awake. This is 'Danny vs. the Bed Sheet: Part 1.'" The view was repositioned as the bedroom door was opened. A tuff of black hair stood out from under the covers on the bed.
"Danny?" Tucker whispered in wonder. "Danny? Wake up, man. Sam's waiting for you." When the other teen didn't move, the techno geek chuckled and murmured, "You leave me with no choice then." A throat was cleared before, "Ghost!" echoed around the room.
Danny jolted upwards and fell out of his bed with a hard thump; he immediately hurried to stand, tripping on the bedding tangled around his feet. Clearly confused by the laughter he heard, he rubbed at an eye and squinted up at the camera.
"Tucker! You are so dead!" the hybrid yelled, furiously yanking at the sheets to free his feet. The camera began to pan out on the room as Tucker seemingly backed up.
"What would Sam think if you were to off your best friend?"
"I think she would understand and help me hide the body!" Danny sprung upwards and lunged in his friend's direction. "Give me the camera!"
"No! Danny!" Shots of the ceiling violently flicked in and out of view between angry glimpses of Danny's face.
"I'll take that," someone said pointedly, the view suddenly on the two boys as they fell over each other into the hallway.
"Jazz, erase it! You know he's going to use it for evil purposes! Please—"
"I'm the one who let him in the house. You need to wake up every now and then." There was a girlish laugh and the screen went black.
"'Danny vs. the Bed Sheet: Part 2,'" Tucker whispered, already positioned within the bedroom with the camera aimed at his friend's face. "Danny," Tucker stated in a normal tone. "Dude, Sam wants to tell you something important. Like really important, too." He poked the sleeping teen in the head. "Dude, get up!"
"What?" the raven whined, pulling the covers over his head.
"Sam has something that she wants to tell you! It's really important!"
"It can wait. Let me sleep!"
"This is serious! Sam is dating Dash!" Tucker shouted. Predictably, Danny crashed off of his bed in an attempt to get out of it, fumbling to tear the sheets away from his body.
"What? What do you mean that she's dating—?" His panic suddenly ended as he faced his friend and caught sight of the camera. He slowly tilted his head down to the only clothing he had on: polka dot boxers.
"I was trying to tell you that you need to make a move on Sam before someone else does," Tucker said, slightly confused. "What did you think I said?"
"This is the last time you pull something like this! I swear I will ship you to Argentina to keep you out of my room!" Danny advanced on Tucker, who quickly spun to race out of the room, slamming the door behind him. A loud thump and a yelp sounded afterwards.
Tucker snorted before laughing, "Door, Danny. You shouldn't run into doors." The picture went black.
"Come on, Sam," Danny said, pointing the camera toward her.
"This is gold," Sam chuckled. She held up a note with curly cursive handwriting, clearing her throat loudly. "'Dear, Tucker. I think you're really cute and funny! We should, like, totally go out on a date some time. You are, like, everything that I've ever wanted. Sorry it took so long for me to express my feelings for you. I just needed to know this was the right thing to do. I love you!'" Sam glanced at the camera with an evil glint in her eye. "Signed, Paulina."
"He is so going to get it- Spray it, too!"
She quickly added a puff of perfume to the paper, asking, "Are we ready to meet Tucker at the Nasty Burger?"
"Yes. Yes, we are." The shot stopped and picked up again, revealing Tucker and Sam sitting in one seat, leaving Danny across from them with the camera.
"Oh, Tucker!" Sam said abruptly. "You won't believe this! Paulina gave Danny a note and told him to give it you!"
"Oh, yeah!" Danny agreed. "I almost forgot!" A hand stretched out to give Tucker the scented note.
"What could she want?" Tucker wondered as he began to scan through it. "I mean- Oh, my God! It says that she wants to go out with me! I can't believe it!"
"I guess your Too Fine is finally working. Go ask her out. She's over there." Danny viewed in on Paulina, who was with her friends.
"How long are you going to be making that documentary video anyway?" Tucker asked, eyes glancing to the camera as he stood.
"Um… I'm not sure. I want to capture the right stuff for the daily life of a teenager. It needs to be perfect."
"Well, whatever… I'll be right back!"
As Tucker hurried off in the hopeful direction, Sam whispered avidly, "He fell for it! Zoom in!"
"I am."
Tucker arrived at Paulina's table, eagerly waving around the note around. A disgusted look crossed Paulina's face, and she pushed him aside before hurriedly leaving with her friends. Tucker stood there for a dejected moment before shuffling back to his friends. "She didn't know anything about a note— Why are you guys laughing?"
"No reason," Danny gasped, roughly setting the camera down at an angle where no one was to be seen. "No reason at all!"
"You set me up!"
"Glad to know Sam's fake handwriting holds up!"
"I did do a good job, didn't I?"
"You guys suck, I tell you…"
The screen went black.
"I don't know, Tuck…" Danny said, wringing his hands together as he peered into a closet littered with dark clothing. "This can go pretty bad."
"Come on. What's Sam going to do?" Tucker asked from off screen.
"How about…dump me?"
"Nah. It took too long for you guys to get together for her to do that. It's really me we should worry about. She might kill me."
"…so we'll get in, get out, and hide until school tomorrow, then?" The camera stopped and picked up with a full view of the same closet. Only, the clothing from before was now replaced with girly articles containing pinks and frills and sparkles.
"Wow. We did pretty well," Tucker stated, impressed. "No more creepy clothes for Sam."
"She is going to be so pissed at us."
"Let the games begin." The screen stopped once more, returning with a view of a classroom door, apparently hidden under a desk.
"Do you think she'll show up?" Danny whispered, his leg nervously tapping in range of the camera. "She's late."
"Her mom will probably make her go. She'll love Sammykins' new wardrobe." The door suddenly banged open and a clearly enraged Sam stomped in, wearing dark pink capri pants and a lacy, light pink shirt not unlike the style of her typical black tank top. Pink heels clacked against the linoleum of the floor as she planted herself in front of Danny's desk and placed her hands on her hips.
The camera shifted to catch view above the desk, showing Danny warily leaning back in his chair with his hands up. "…what's with the sudden change of face, Sam?" he asked innocently.
"You and Tucker are beyond dead—"
"But- But it's a nice change of face! Like a…like a frilly bunny or something—"
Sam glared at her boyfriend and grabbed the front of his shirt, raising a threatening fist. "You and you—" she pointedly glanced to Tucker, "—willgive me back my clothes after school or I will make you wish neither of you were ever born!"
"Okay, okay!" Tucker cut in quickly. "Danny and I will give you back your clothes! Don't kill us!"
Sam released Danny and took her seat, eerily smiling back at her friends. "That's all I'm asking for." The screen went black.
Jazz was seated at the kitchen table, a textbook propped open in front of her.
"Jazz…" Danny's voice floated out in a haunting tone and she glanced up in confusion.
"Danny?"
"Jazz…"
"Knock it off, Danny," she sighed, rolling her eyes as she flipped a page. "I am trying to study. You should be doing the same."
There silence for a few second before, "Jazz… Help…"
"Where are you?" Jazz craned her neck as she looked around.
"Jazz… Help…"
"Cut it out! This isn't funny, Danny."
"Jazz… Help me…"
"You are so going to get it when I find you."
"Jazz!" Sam called, bounding into the kitchen. "Have you seen Danny?"
"He's around here somewhere trying to scare me."
"Really? That's weird." Sam subtly smirked in the camera's direction.
"Jazz…"
"See?" Jazz demanded, tossing her arms up.
Sam tilted her head. "What are you talking about?"
"He keeps saying my name."
"Jazz… Help me…" His voice came out louder, and Jazz stood up from her chair, peering around the room.
"Knock it off!"
"Knock what off?" Sam asked. "I'm not doing anything."
"Not you. Danny. Can't you hear him?"
"No… I only hear you."
"Jazz…"
"He did it again, Sam. Didn't you hear it?"
"Maybe you're just hearing things," the Goth suggested. Her cell phone rang and she brought it to her ear. "Hello? Hey, Tuck- What? Is he okay? How—?" A look of panic flashed over her face and Jazz's eyed widened.
"What is it?"
"It's Danny! Something happened. He was with Tucker and…"
"Jazz!"
"Oh, my…" The redhead placed a hand over her mouth, fearfully staring at Sam. "Is he—?"
"Jazz. Hey, Jazz," Danny's voice stated casually. "You're an idiot. Open the damn kitchen closet." Sam began chuckling as she went to pull the door open fully from the small crack it had been closed at so the camera could see out into the kitchen.
"Hey, Danny."
"Hey, Sam."
Jazz gaped at them for a moment before glaring and stomping her foot. "Were you guys trying to give me a heart attack? I thought you were dead or something!"
"As if it would be that big of a deal. Sheesh, Jazz. Relax…" The picture went black.
"How lovely were those videos?" Sam asked sarcastically, the familiar background of the previous two introductions set behind her.
"Very," Danny said from out of view.
"I have something to add to them, though. Danny, take the camera," Tucker said; he stood next to Sam and smiled. "We all know the lovebirds are together. And they're even worse with the sickening cuddly moments now. It is horrible."
"Excuse me?" Sam questioned, turning her head to him.
"You should run, Tuck. Like…really, really fast."
"And on the videos play as I run!"
The camera zoomed in on Danny and Sam, whom were sitting on a bench in the park. She pecked his cheek before he pecked hers. "They do this all of the time," Tucker muttered quietly. "It's embarrassing to be around these two." The innocent pecks escalated to something more and Tucker quickly turned the camera away to show his face. "Seriously?" he demanded of no one. "Seriously?"
Danny had Sam sitting sidesaddle on his lap as they kissed, quite passionately. The moment was clearly ruined as the hybrid glanced over to spot the camera. "Tucker!" he snapped.
"You two are sickening. Every time you see each other, you have to get all close and stuff," Tucker whined pitifully.
"Well, sorry that you can't get a girlfriend," Sam shot back. "Now, get out of here!"
"I come over here to play videogames and leave horrified," Tucker mumbled. "All I wanted was to play videogames. Instead, my innocence is ruined…"
"I told you that they were worse," Tucker concluded, back in front of the camera. "Sam, stop it! Danny is trying to film!"
"Shut up," Sam's voice ordered, and Danny chuckled. Tucker snatched the camera away and turned it around to show Sam with her arms wrapped around Danny's neck as she kissed his cheek
"Really?"
"Shut that off!" Danny laughed, putting a hand up to block the view. Tucker sighed, and the screen went black.
Tucker once more was seen on screen as he positioned the camera and stepped back to be in full view. "Um…hey," he began, biting at his lip. "This is after what happened to Danny. Sam doesn't know I'm doing this and I hope she doesn't get upset. I'm going to play a few last videos. Things should have ended differently, but we can't always…change the past." He took a deep breath. "There are a couple things you should all know."