(A/N: This is my first fanfiction. I hope you like it! Post PhantomPlanet.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom. If I did, I wouldn't be writing a fanfiction for you right now. I would be making an episode or something.
Chapter 1-Just the beginning
Danny plodded to school, downcast. "What's wrong?" Sam asked, seeing his worried expression.
"What will everybody think now that they know?"
"Ahh don't worry Danny, you're their hero!" Tucker said.
"I hope they will see me as that, and not a freak."
Then they heard an incredibly girlish squeal. "IT'S DANNY!" Then, what seemed like the whole school, came rushing towards him.
"CAN I HAVE YOR AUTOGRAGH?!"
"CAN I SEE YOUR GHOST POWERS?!"
"WILL YOU GO OUT ON A DATE WITH ME?!"
Danny grabbed his overwhelmed friends, went intangible, and phased through the ground. They came up in the middle of Mr. Lancer's classroom.
"Not exactly what I expected," Danny sighed.
"At least they don't hate you."
"Yeah, but this might be worse."
When the screaming crowd finally realized that Danny, Sam, and Tucker were gone they rushed into the school. And when the tardy bell rang, the only ones in the classroom were the ghostly trio, and Mr. Lancer.
"Seeing that you three are the only students who are not tardy, you won't have to participate in the POP QUIZ," Mr. Lancer yelled those last two horrible words to the class, as if to remind them that school has started.
"He's probably just afraid of you getting mad at him," Tuck whispered to Danny, snickering.
Danny stared at his desk. "I wish he wouldn't."
"You want a pop quiz?"
"No…it's just…"
"I understand."
Sam had been quiet since they had gotten into the classroom, her mind obviously somewhere else.
"What is it Sam?" asked Danny, snapping her out of her trance.
"Huh? Oh…I was just thinking… What if people had tried to help us…and got hurt?"
"They can't be that stupid."
Sam gave him an 'are you sure about that' look. Danny sighed. "Maybe I can make a 'don't help me unless I ask' speech."
"Mr. Phant—sorry—Fenton, Mr. Foley, Ms. Manson, please be considerate of your peers," Mr. Lancer said, having already passed out the punishment quizzes.
"YesSir," they said in unison.
The rest of the day was pretty much the same, Danny hiding from hordes of fans, getting off school work, and half loathing, half loving his popularity.
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Danny and friends shuffled through the halls, school was halfway over and they were trying to hide in the crowd. Then, a broad shouldered, tall blonde ran over to them. "Hey Fen-…Danny!"
"Oh great," Danny sighed, turning to a giddy Dash Baxter. "What do you want?"
"Well…I thought…"
"Spit it out, Dash, I'm gonna be late."
"Well I thought I could help you! With ghost hunting I mean."
"Look, Dash," Danny said. "you can't just body slam a ghost."
"No, no! I can use a ghost-weapon-thingy!"
"You don't even know how to shoot a normal gun."
"I can learn!"
Danny sighed. "We don't need your help, Dash."
"But-"
"No thank you, Dash."
"Bu-"
"No!"
Dash then walked away, crestfallen. "Aaaaaaw maaaan…"
"Wow," Sam said. "He really wanted to be on team Phantom."
"He would just slow us down."
"Danny!"
"What?"
"Rude!"
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Danny invited Sam and Tuck over to his house after school. They were in the living room when Jack and Maddie (Danny's parents) came shuffling into the room. "Hey sweetie?"
"Yeah?"
"Would you be a lamb and come over here?"
"Okay." Danny pushed himself off the couch and walked over to his jumpsuit-clad parents. A gizmo in Maddie's hands started beeping fast, then faster. When Danny was a foot away 'DANGER' flashed on the screen.
"Still isn't working!" Jack fumed. Then Danny's parents stomped back down to the lab.
"What was that about?" Sam inquired.
"My parents are trying to make a ghost detector that picks up a halfa's signature instead of just human and ghost. This way they would know if it was me or some random hooligan ghost," Danny explained, sitting back down.
"Speaking of ghosts…"
"But I just sat down!"
"Please?"
"Fine."
And so they went on patrol…
(A/N: I hope you enjoyed my first chapter! Please review and stuff.)