Wow. I wrote this just now, in like twenty minutes. And I like it! Woot!

I hope you like it, as well!

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Danny and Sam walked to the Dinning Hall in silence, but a comfortable one. When they arrived inside the huge room, Danny was once again impressed. It was nothing like Casper, of course, but more like a hotel.

The two got in line. Sam got a salad and a side of steamed veggies, while Danny got a steak, apologizing to Sam as he did. "It's okay, I guess," she said. "At least you apologize, no one else does." Then Sam grinned. "But you're eating these." Then she put a side of veggies on his plate. He rolled his eyes.

"Yes ma'am." Then they laughed.

After getting some drinks, Danny followed Sam to a table on the other side of the room. "It's with a few of my friends," she said. Danny immediately understood that these were the friends that she had mentioned before by her tone. "They'll probably give you a third degree about why you are here and stuff, you can lie if you want, because I know that story is one you exactly want to go around telling." Danny nodded, that was true.

At the table Sam and Danny sat down at, there were three girls and two boys. The girls were in their uniforms as well, and there wasn't a hair out of place, even after the school day. The boys were pretty large, about the same size as Dash, Danny's personal bully back home in Amity. They also wore their uniforms and like their girl counterparts, nothing was out of place. It was like all of them were robots or something.

All of them looked up and seized their conversations when they arrived, and at first not noticing Danny, they all coursed, "Hi Samantha!" Then they looked over to Danny, raising an eyebrow.

"Samantha," said one of the girls, a short blonde. "Who's he?"

Sam forced a smile. It was clear that she hated her full name. "That's Danny Fenton, Claire." Then she began to point out all of them, listing off their names. "Danny, this is Claire, Annie, and Brittney." Annie was a brunette with a thin face and Brittney was another blonde with high cheek bones. "And this is Jacob and Andrew." Jacob was the larger of the two with amber hair, and Andrew was blonde with a serious expression.

"Hey," said Danny to the group, trying not to feel too nervous by their stares.

"Hello," they all said, then Brittney spoke. "What brings you here, Danny?"

Danny searched his mind for a good lie. After all the times of lying to his parents about his ghost half, he had become pretty decent at it. "My parents thought it would be a good idea to send me to a better school than the one in my home town."

They all nodded, then Andrew snapped his fingers. "I know why Fenton sounded familiar!" He said, then turning to Sam, he said. "Your father was speaking about a Daniel Fenton coming here. He said that Vlad Masters was paying for it."

Suddenly all eyes were all on him again, this time with wonder. "Vlad Masters?" echoed Claire. "He's the richest man in the United States."

Danny coughed. "Yes," he said, cursing Andrew. Now he would have to say he was connected to the fruit loop. "He's a family friend and he offered to pay for my schooling."

"You're so lucky," said Annie. "To have a family friend like Vlad Masters."

Danny forced down a gag. "Yeah, I sure am."

The rest of the meal went like that. Sam's group of friends asked Danny certain question about Vlad and about his town and certain things, but mostly about Vlad. The conversation soon turned to his classes and dorm. "I'm in dorm 1313," said Danny when Jacob asked.

"Really?" he asked. "Then you don't have a dorm mate. That's a single dorm. Very expensive. There's only a few kids on campus that have a dorm to themselves, Samantha being one of them." Danny blushed at this. Figures Vlad would do something like that.

After dinner, all of them dispersed. Jacob and Andrew had football practice, another thing that reminded Danny of Dash, while the girls all had cheerleading practice. "Samantha was a cheerleader," said Annie to Danny. "But she's taking extra A.P. classes so she's too busy, but we really miss her!"

Sam smiled, but Danny guessed he was the only one that noticed that it was fake. "I do too, but school is much more important, and my parents agree." They all nodded, then walked away. Sam and Danny walked out of the Dinning Hall, and when they were finally alone Sam scowled. "I hate cheerleading."

Danny smiled. "Yeah, I figured."

Laughing, Sam nodded. "I just had to get out of it, so I took extra classes, one of them being during practice on Mondays, so my parents wouldn't be mad a me for quitting. They don't mind extra classes." Then Sam rolled her eyes. "But they don't really keep me from anything, they're pretty easy, so I use the extra time for alone time. Gosh, it's like heaven." Sam and Danny laughed together.

"They are really something, your friends," commented Danny.

"Ugh, don't remind me," said Sam. "They get more annoying and suffocating everyday. I mean, did you hear the way they accepted you the second they heard you were acquainted with Vlad Masters? They'll do anything for image. I mean, they don't even speak to any of the scholarship kids here, because most of them don't belong to rich families, but most all of them are way smarter than them. It's disgusting sometimes."

Danny nodded. Sam had a point.

They arrived at Danny's dorm quickly. Danny turned to Sam, sorta nervous. "Want to come up for a while and talk?"

Sam smiled. "Sure, I have nothing better to do."

When Danny opened the door and flipped on the light, he was once again impressed by the fantastic room, but again, tried not to be. Sam walked in and collapsed on one of the couches. Danny did the same.

"So," began Sam. "What are your classes?"

Danny pulled out his schedule and read it off: "I have English, Math, then theater before lunch, then World History, art, and Biology. And on Tuesdays and Thursdays I have Fencing and Martial Arts after Biology." Danny rolled his eyes. "I'm guess that Fencing and Martial Arts were Vlad's doing."

"Why?" asked Sam, and Danny froze. He had forgotten that Sam didn't know about his ghost half, and therefore not about the craziness of Vlad and that these classes were probably Vlad's way of training him, in hope that he'll one day team up with him.

"Oh, he's just a big sports guy and stuff, so he probably wants me involved in that stuff," said Danny. "But I draw the line at every doing football." They laughed. "But as for Martial Arts, my mom's a black belt, so she taught my sister and I a few things."

"That's cute," said Sam. "You have a sister?"

Danny nodded. "Yeah, Jazz. She's, like, perfect. She'll probably be going to Harvard or Yale or something like that." Sam nodded and grabbed Danny's schedule.

"Well, we have theater, art and Biology together, and Fencing and Martial Arts as well. As for everything else, I'm in honors or A.P," said Sam.

Danny laughed. "Well don't expect me in that stuff any time soon. I'm not a big school person. I've been falling a lot of classes since Freshman year."

"Why?" asked Sam.

Again, that question. If he wasn't careful, Danny was going to blow his secret soon. "I don't know," answered Danny. "A lot of stuff just started coming up in Freshman year, and I started getting distracted. And ghosts started attacking, which made my parents really busy. And they always seem to attack during school hours, which disrupts classes…." Hey, it was true. He just left out that it disrupted his time in class because he had to go fight the ghost.

Sam smiled. "Well, maybe moving here will be better for you then. And if you need any help, just call me." She looked around and found a sheet a paper. "In fact, here's my cell number and my e-mail." She wrote it down, then handed it to Danny.

"Thanks," said Danny.

"No problem," replied Sam, then she stood and walked over to his laptop. Danny had brought his from home, only to find that there was already a computer in the dorm. A very nice one, actually. "Can I turn this on?" Danny nodded. She pushed power, but then the password screen came on. "Oh, what's your password?" she asked.

Danny jumped up and blushed. "Oh, I'll type that in." Sam moved out of the way and Danny surreptitiously typed in Paullina Fenton, while thinking 'I really need to change that. I haven't really like liked her for a while now . . .'

Sam smiled when his desktop came up. "You play Doomed?" Danny nodded. "So do I." Danny grinned.

"Really? You don't seem like that type," he commented.

Sam shrugged. "Yeah, well no one but you really knows. I don't think my parents would approve." Sam clicked on the Doomed icon and logged on, and Danny got a surprise.

"You're chaos?!" he exclaimed.

Sam laughed. "Yes."

Danny looked at her. "Well, you only beat mine and Tucker's butts about a billon times!"

"Tucker?" she asked.

"My friend back home," answered Danny, and suddenly he became somber. "I'm gonna miss him. We've been friends since the pre-k."

Sam nodded. "I'm sorry. But hey, you'll visit him for spring break and stuff, right?"

Danny sighed. "I hope so."

Sam looked up at her clock. "Oh no," she said jumping up. "It's almost curfew." Danny gave her a strange look. "Curfew for dorm visits. Girls can go into boys' dorms and vice versa only until eight o'clock."

"Oh," said Danny, nodding. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."

Sam smiled and grabbed her bag. "Yeah, see you then." Sam put a hand on the door knob, then turned around. "Danny, I had a great time tonight. It was much better than the ones I spend with my 'friends.' What I'm saying is, I'm really glad you were sent here."

Danny smiled as well. "Me too, Sam."

Without another word Sam opened the door, smiled again, then shut it. Danny stood there for a few moments, soaking in everything that had happened in just a few short hours. He was awake from this trance from a beeping from the computer.

It was Tucker in a IM conversation. Danny sat at the desk and replied to Tucker.

GhostBoy: Hey, Tuck.

FryerTuck: Hey dude! How's the big apple?

GhostBoy: It's great, man. I mean, other than the 'being forced to go to a school by the fruit loop' part.

FryerTuck: lol. Yeah. That will always suck. So what happened? You seem really happy.

GhostBoy: Well…..

FryerTuck: You so met a girl.

GhostBoy: How did you know?

FryerTuck: Dude, I've known you forever. And you're Danny Fenton. Totally obvious.

GhostBoy: Hey!

FryerTuck: So, who is she?

GhostBoy: Her name is Sam. She's amazing Tuck.

FryerTuck: oh, you got it bad, man!

GhostBoy: There's just one other thing….

FryerTuck: Wht?

GhostBoy: ….She's the Dean's daughter.

FryerTuck: Dude, you really know how to pick them, don't you? That's, like, not done. A Dean's daughter is not for dating.

GhostBoy: Says who?

FryerTuck: Everyone, dude. But if you want to, go for it. But just hold off for a while, k?

GhostBoy: yeah, yeah.

FryerTuck: Other than the girl, how's everything else?

And so Danny spent then next few minutes telling Tucker about the school and New York. But after that Tucker had to go because of the time difference.

For the rest of the night, Danny spent his time thinking about Sam. Should he really try to date her? She was the Dean's daughter, after all. Then there was his secret . . . He had been so close to telling her today, and he didn't even care, either.

One thing was for certain, thought Danny, this was going to be a long year.

DP

Yay! The ominous last line! Haha.

Really sorry about the wait. I'll try to write more often. School's been killer lately. But I will try to write if I have free time, but I have to have insperation! I just had some, so here's the outcome! Woohoo!

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