Hey guys! This is my first CHAPTER story for DP! Of course, it will have DxS. This is sort of AU but I think you will like it.

I spent like half an hour on this chapter alone. PLEASE REVIEW!

Well, without further ado, chapter 1!

Chapter 1: Sad Beginnings

SAM'S POV:

I sat down on my couch and turned on the TV. I was really bored. Tucker was out of state for vacation. I know it's kinda sad, but he is my only friend. Sure, it wouldn't hurt to have a couple more, though.

"Attention viewers! There has been a terrible accident near Amity Park Mountains." The news announcer said.

I nearly choked on my spit. My parents were travelling through Amity Park Mountains!

"A large limo had been travelling in the mountains. A bear had popped out of nowhere and it startled to chauffer. When he tried to avoid it, the limo swerved right and fell off the mountain, plummeting 13,000 feet straight down," The news announcer explained.

I began to panic. My parents were in a limo in Amity Park Mountains! What if..

"Unfortunately, the chauffer and two business workers – Jeremy and Pamela Manson, had all perished in the accident," The news announcer told.

I gasped. My parents were.. dead? My eyes began to tear up. Soon, I started bawling uncontrollably. What am I going to do now? Where would I go?

I began to scream and knock everything that got in my way. Suddenly, the phone rang. I walked over to it and picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked, my voice hoarse.

"Sam! I'm so sorry!" A familiar voice said, it was Tucker.

"T-Tucker, m-my parents are g-g-gone!" I stuttered, my voice cracking.

"Sam, it's okay. Take it easy," Tucker said, trying to comfort me.

"TUCKER! Where will I go? What will I do? I am all alone now!" I cried out, bawling again.

"Sam! Everything will be fine," Tucker said, trying to calm me down.

I spent the next few hours of my night talking to Tucker. He was comforting me. It actually worked a little. When I felt a little better, I hung up and went to bed.

At around 3 in the morning, I got a phone call from the cops. They told me everything that happened, even if I already knew. The cops told me I would have to go to an orphanage. An orphanage? ARE YOU FRICKEN KIDDING ME?

I called Tucker later and told him everything that the cops told me.

"You're leaving?" Tucker asked, shocked.

"I'm sorry, I can't do anything about it," I said, sobbing a little.

I had to pack my bags right after I was done talking on the phone with Tucker. I packed my usual goth clothes. I also packed my photo album, my toiletries, some magazines and books, my CDs, my electronic devices, and about $2000 extra cash in case of emergency. (My family was really rich, but I didn't like to rub it in)

I was leaving in three days. I spent those three days as much as I could with Tucker. We were trying to squeeze in as much fun as we could. Time flew by fast, and before you knew it, three days were up.

At the airport, Tucker and I were saying our good-byes.

"Tuck, I'm gonna miss you. Please don't ever forget me. I promise I will try to visit you," I said.

"I'm gonna miss you too, Sam. And please don't forget me either," He said. Both of us shared one last hug. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I wiped it away.

I left and stood in line for the boarding to begin. After 45 long minutes of waiting, I finally sat down on the plane. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

After about four hours or so, I woke up hungry. I asked the flight attendant for some food. She gave me a vegetarian salad. I gobbled it up, hungry.

I had watched a few movies. I saw Rush Hour 3 and Bad Teacher. Both were funny, but Bad Teacher was really stupid.

After that, the flight had landed. I stepped off the plane and got my luggage. There was a taxi waiting for me. I got in and it drove me to the orphanage.

The orphanage was really big. The front lawn had a playground. There were laughing kids on it. There was a big garden with flowers. Some kids were tending the flowers. I slowly walked to the front door. After I checked in and got a room, I sat in the lobby. There were many other kids playing in there too. I scanned the room for anything interesting. Nothing caught my eye, except this boy with black hair and blue eyes.

He looked about my age. He was really handsome. However, he looked really upset. I couldn't blame him. Considering this place was an orphanage, he probably lost his parents too. Thinking about my parents made me cry again. I walked to the corner of the room and sat down on the floor I buried my head in my knees and cried again. I would never see my parents again.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up and saw big, blue, beautiful eyes looking down at me.