Suspicion... *Danny Phantom*

|Chapter Three| Struggle

     (Danny's POV)

     After I shut the door to my house Sam and I bolted. We both knew that if the A-Listers were mad that they would take it out on me and to be completely honest, I'm not really in the mood for a beating right before school. Besides, I've had a perfect attendance so far all year and I won't let them mess that up.

     Skidding to a stop, I look around the school ground for Tucker hoping to find him here already. And sure enough, he was. In fact he was attempting to hit on a group of girls who were wearing their hair in pigtails along with a pair of thick-rimmed black glasses. Rolling my eyes, I jog over to him and grab him back the back of his shirt pulling him back slightly. "Sorry about him, girls. Hope you can forgive us!" 

     I watch, amused, as the girls turned to me and immediately stopped their glaring at Tucker. With light blushes on their cheeks, they timidly mumble something among the lines of 'No Problem'. Giving them a soft smile I pull Tucker away. Once far enough away I let go of Tucker's shirt and let him stand up. Giving me a glare, he seems quite angry. "C'mon Dude! I was just about to get one of them to go out with me!"

     "Yeah, sure you were." I scoff. No matter how many times Tuckers got turned down by girls, he just never seems to give up... Although, he's got guts, I'll give him that. Everybody knows to never mess with the Otaku's (If you don't know what a Otaku is then look it up!) of the school, otherwise you'll pretty much die. Literally. Letting out a tired sigh, I continue. "But now, we need to get to class because I really don't need Lancer lecturing me this morning." 

     Letting out a 'Hmp!' noise, Tucker turned away from me and started walking inside the school building. Rolling my eyes once more, I drape my arm around my beautiful girlfriend's shoulders before following Tucker. Leaning her head on my shoulder, Sam mumbles something quietly. "The A-Listers are coming... They look hungry."

     "Hey! Fenturd! I wanna TALK with you!!" Turning my head slightly, I see Dash and Kwan racing towards me, with Paulina and Star walking behind them. My eyes widen as I take my arm off of Sam's shoulders, grab her hand, and start running inside the school like Tucker previously did. "Hey, Wait up!!"

     Letting out a laugh, I push open the doors to the school and dash through the halls attempting to dodge each and every person. Feeling something tug on my arm, I turn to face Sammy only to see her slowing down. It's then that I remember that she was dragged into staying up late on the phone with my sister last night talking about fashion. I also remember when she came and woke me up at Three in the morning because she was finally done talking... Meaning she only got around two hours of sleep seeeing as the A-Listers woke us up at Five O' Clock. 

     Slowing down slightly, I scoop up Sammy so that im holding her in a Cradle type position. With my arm holding under her neck and my other under her knees, that way her head is resting on my shoulder. Looking closer, I realize that her eyes are already falling shut. After a moment, I feel it as Sam slumped and put more of her almost non-existent weight on me. Kissing her forehead gently, I look behind me only for me to see that the A-Listeres have already caught up. Breaking into a sprint, I make my way towards the classroom once more. 

     Pushing the door open to the classroom, I jog over to my seat holding Sam to my chest protectively. Sitting down, with Sam now on my lap, I glance at the time to see that it just struck 8:15. Meaning class has just began, AND we made it in time. Looking over to my right, I see Tucker sitting next to me tinkering with his PDA. Looking back to the front of the room I mumble quietly to him. "Warning, A-Listers are angry... Missed breakfast."

     I let out a chuckle as the classroom door slammed open. Biting the inside of my cheek to keep in my laughter, I turn towards the door to reveal Dash and Paulina. The other two, Kwan and Star, aren't in this class with us. As the teacher looks towards them, A.K.A. Mr. Lancer, he looked kinda annoyed. Letting out a sigh, he just mumbled loud enough for them to hear him. "Just go sit down... I'm not in the mood for excuses..."