Danny sat down on his bed. He put the palm of his hand on the top of his forehead and let his head hang down. He never meant for anything to happen, not any of it. He felt so bad. How could he have let his life get so out of control?

The problem was simple, but the answer to solving the problem was not. Right now Danny was in a state of depression and he didn't know how to get out of it.

"AAAHHH, A Monster!" The scream came from outside his window. In the streets of Amity Park there was a monster, and his name was Evil Danny. Danny saw Evil Danny fly through the sky chasing innocent bystanders, looking for something or someone. The problem that Danny had created was so bad that he couldn't stand being a super hero, and therefore vowed never to fight ghosts anymore. If he had a chance to go back in time he would change the biggest mistake of his life. And maybe that chance would come, a lot sooner than he thought.

It all started when Danny celebrated his birthday which was coming up soon. He would be fifteen and for him that was awesome. It was also a little bit scary for him. Fifteen would mean he would be able to take a Drivers Ed. Class and that he would be the same age as his friend Sam, who had turned fifteen at the beginning of the year.

You know how Tucker and Danny share everything? Well, they do share everything even the same birthday. Tucker and Danny couldn't wait to be turning fifteen at the same time together. It was also the end of year, and Danny couldn't wait. It was two weeks until his birthday. It was going to be awesome. He had already planned a party for his two friends and him to hang out and watch their favorite movies all night long.

But he didn't know that that was when the problem started.

It was a quiet Saturday afternoon. Danny's parents were out of town, Jazz was writing in her diary downstairs and Danny was…ON THE COMPUTER INSTANT MESSENGING WITH VALERIE GREY? Yes he was, I'm sorry to say.

The doorbell rang downstairs, and Jazz quickly stuffed her diary under one of the couch cushions. Then she walked over to the door and opened it.

"Hey guys! Danny's downstairs on the computer chatting with, what was her name again?" Jazz asked.

"Valerie Grey" Tucker and Sam said together at exactly the same time with no enthusiasm whatsoever. They looked at each other and started laughing.

"Okay then. Well, I'll go tell him that you're here. You can make yourselves at home if you want to." Jazz said before she went downstairs into her parent's lab to find Danny on the computer.

"Okay, thanks Jazz." Sam said as she went to sit down on the couch. "Ouch!"

"What is it?" Tucker asked concerned.

"Nothing, I just sat on something really hard" Sam answered as she got up from the couch. Tucker walked over to where she had been sitting and started feeling the spot on the couch with his hand. He reached under a pillow.

"Ahh-hah," He said with triumph. "You were just sitting on top of" he paused to look at the item that he had retrieved "Jazz's diary?"

"What?" Sam said she grabbed it out of his hands.

"Let's read it," Tucker suggested and put his hands on top of Sam's and tugged on the diary. They both tugged back and forth for about a minute before they finally realized that their hands were touching. Tucker let go immediately and stood back away from Sam. Sam looked down at the floor and handed Tucker the book.

"You read it," Sam said "It would be funnier if you read it."

"Okay," Tucker said. He sat down on the couch and Sam sat a little way over from him and they faced each other. "Today I went to the grocery store," Tucker started to read, "And in one of the canned food lanes, a little old lady was deciding whether to get canned peas, or canned broccoli, so she asked me to try them both for her. They both tasted really weird and I will never eat anything canned again. I also ended up paying for them. What a day."

Sam and Tucker laughed. They remembered one time when they tried to get Jazz to eat a canned carrot. She ran out of the room screaming and now they new why.

"Read some more," Sam said, and so Tucker did.

Meanwhile, Jazz went downstairs to get Danny. She found him on the computer, chatting away.

"Danny your friends are upstairs waiting for you." Jazz said nicely.

"Oh, well, I'm kind of busy here Jazz." Danny said harshly.

"Yeah, but they're your close friends you should be hanging out with them. Not someone who already broke your heart and who kept Sam from…never mind."

"She kept Sam from what?" Danny asked.

"Never mind" Jazz replied.

"No, I want you to tell me." Danny said.

"Go upstairs and hang out with your real friends who truly care about you." Jazz said getting frustrated.

"Send them down here." Danny ordered.

"No, and your being very rude. You should go upstairs and hang out with them, not having them be bored hanging out with you down here." Jazz said getting really angry at Danny. She started walking upstairs. "This is the last time I'm doing something that's rude for you."

Danny smiled and kept writing to Valerie.

Jazz got to the top of the stairs. She was about to walk in to the living room and tell Sam and Tucker that Danny was waiting for them downstairs, but she heard laughter and decided not to . Instead she quietly walked up the stairs, and sat on the top stair. She heard that Sam and Tucker were reading her diary, but she didn't mind. "Danny deserves this," She thought, "he was being so rude and now he won't have any friends to hang out with tonight." She quietly got up and was about to walk to her room when she heard the sound of someone moving a little bit across the couch and her diary continuing being read.