Authors note

I had a recent inspiration to start writing again so I decided why not make a fanfic? Now this is the first story I have that's going to have more than one chapter, I'm not quite sure how many chapters I'm willing to make for this story but if I get a good amount of reviews then I will make it longer and update faster. I hope this isn't too confusing or anything but if it is just tell me I accept constructive criticism and I will try and make it better also this is rated T because of language and for more freedom in my writing but I can tell you right now this is not going to turn into a dirty fanfic so please don't ask me to make it one. Anyway that's about it. Enjoy. .

It always begins in class (chapter 1)

Wow. I'm doing it again. Is there really nothing better to look at in this room than her I really shouldn't be, I mean she is my bestfriend but lately no matter how hard I try my eyes are always drawn to her. Her silky jet black hair, her pure pale face, clear complexion and the eyes the most beautiful thing about her in my opinion. Those orbs of amethyst just make me feel so strange like I want to lock her eyes up and…no like I want to lock her up so that she is mine forever.

Wait. What?

"Mr. Fenton?"

Oh shit lancer. "Yes Mr. Lancer"

"I just asked you if you knew what the capital of Texas is" the class all stared at me.

Oh god I don't know this, I mean who cares about Texas anyway? Not me that's who.

"Umm uhh the capital is…. Ohio?" if my voice sounded as unsure as I just did then I am so…

"Mr. Fenton detention" screwed "please try to at least act like you're listening to me Mr. Fenton"

"Yes sir I'll do my best sir" I mock saluted him before he turned back to the chalkboard, sometimes I can't even believe how stupid I am, I mean Ohio?! The right answer was obviously something more westerny then Ohio.

Tucker who just so happened to be sitting beside me flicked a piece of paper at my head, I glared back at him because now I probably have a paper cut on my face, oh well another battle wound won't hurt anything, I opened the scrawled up piece of paper and my eyes met tuckers scribble he calls handwriting.

Hey dude!

I know your little thing for Sam maybe distracting

But can you not stare at her when I'm so close

You'll get drool on my desk.

Thanks.

I quickly scribbled down my response and threw it to Tuck when I thought the teacher wasn't looking, turns out I was wrong he was looking.

"Mr. Fenton and Mr. Foley passing notes in my class is not allowed"

"Should we text instead? Lancer you can take away our notes but not our right to communicate!" I blinked a few times trying to register the fact that Tucker had just given Mr. Lancer a lecture, TUCKER gave LANCER a lecture. Man what a weird day.

Sam finally spoke after her brief moment of shock "Sorry Mr. Lancer I took his PDA's away and I think he finally broke" I could see Lancer doing a mental facepalm right now

"Ms. Manson why did you take away his PDA, exactly?" oh this was not going to go well

"Well Mr. Lancer yesterday when I was eating lunch tucker put a piece of chicken in my salad which I would've ate if Danny wouldn't have seen it" she gave me a smile of gratitude before continuing, now that I think about it she's got a really nice smile, I scolded myself for thinking these things about Sam .

"After words I took his PDA forbidding him to ever use it again" I saw tucker do the whole oh woe is me act from the corner of my eye and decided that I would sum this up before tucker explodes or cry's.

"Basically there was meat in the salad Sam got pissed beat Tucker up stole his PDA and refuses to give it back to him" Sam gave me a you always ruin all my fun look, I just smirked at her, I couldn't help it ruining her fun was always fun for me to do. Also the look on her face was priceless.

I suddenly remembered how this started "So are you going to get us in trouble?"

"Well I can't control what you do outside of school Mr. Fenton" he looked kind of frustrated, he was rubbing his head with his two fingers, why is it that we always seem to give him a headache it makes no sense.

Sam seemed to realize what I was trying to imply "Mr. Lancer I think Danny's talking about the note"

"Oh the note, yes, detention for both of you, also give me that note Mr. Foley" Tucker snuck a nervous glance at me and handed lancer the note.

Well shit this isn't good, this is bad oh this is bad!

Authors note

Well I thought that was a good place to end it, on a cliffhanger anyway please tell me what you think and if you want me to continue, i know this chapter was short but I'm gonna make it longer in the other chapters, also I have a question for you.

What do you think Danny wrote on that letter? Why is Danny staring at Sam constantly? Feelings, or something else perhaps?

Thanks for reading