Star Struck

Tucker was grinning like an a Cheshire Cat for the past 10 minutes, and Danny and Sam were getting creeped out.

"Dude, why are you so happy?" Danny asked.

Tucker smiled goofily at them, his starry. "I was at this Ashley Tisdale concert yesterday, and she KISSED me on the cheek."

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Why, pray tell, were you at an Ashley Tisdale concert?"

Tucker blushed slightly. "My Aunt gave me tickets and I didn't want them to go to waste."

Sam smirked. "Sure."

Tucker rested his head on his desk. "It was magical. Ashley smelt like strawberries and mango's. I'll never wash my cheek ever again..." he said dreamily.

Danny rolled his eyes at Sam. "Great. Dude's star struck."