Memory Alterations:
A Danny Phantom Story
Chapter One…
Kat stood in front of her new school and looked at it apprehensively. The two story red brick building loomed before her. There was an ominous feeling hanging in the air and Kat didn't like it.
It was a cold, dreary day in early November. Kat had just moved to Amity Park with her father. Only three months before Kat's mother had died in a strange accident.
Kat sighed. Looking around she saw students milling around the rain-drenched schoolyard. Look under the elm tree…The voice in her head told her. The voice had been with Kat for as long as she could remember. The voice always helped her. And she normally listened.
She looked over and saw three kids standing under the tree. One she could immediately tell was a Goth. She had shoulder length black hair and a small ponytail on the top of her head. Her clothes were all black and her backpack was a purple spider. Kat shuddered. She hated spiders.
The other two were boys. One was African American. He wore a red brae and had on horn rimmed glasses. He had on a long sleeved yellow T-shirt and a pair of army green cargo jeans. Kat could see that the pockets were stuffed with something. " From the looks of him," she thought. " Those pockets are filled with Techno-Gear."
The other boy is who caught her eye. He was pretty tall. He had black hair and sky blue eyes. He was talking with the Goth girl. The techno kid said something and they all laughed.
" I wonder what cliché they're in." she mumbled. It wasn't that she really cared, she was just curious. It was her nature. It seemed like someone as cute as that boy would be pretty high up on the list. But just by looking she could see that he was totally into the Goth, which would lower his score a bit.
Kat sighed. " Do you always talk to yourself?" she looked up. A very tall muscular boy stood in front of her. His hands were crossed in front of his chest. He wore a white and red letterman jacket. Over his shoulder she saw a crown of kids. The guys were wearing the same letterman jacket and the girls were all in red and white cheerleading uniforms.
The boy in front of her had white blonde hair slicked back with what looked like a ton of hair gel. He had big bulky arms and almost no neck at all.
She smiled. " Let me guess," she said crossing one arm and cupping her chin with the other. " Football player, am I right?" He grinned. He had perfectly white and straight teeth.
" How could you tell?" he asked smugly. She smiled politely at him when she saw him eyeing her chest.
" I could tell," she said. " Because there were a lot of scum-bags like you at my old school." His smirk vanished instantly and was replaced by a scowl of disgust.
" I guess you're not as cool as I thought you were." He stated coldly.
" No, I guess I'm not." She said. She was still smiling sweetly. " Now, could you direct me to the library. If that's not too much trouble for someone as big and strong as you." She said with more than a hint of sarcasm in her voice. She heard laughter and looked over to the three under the tree. They were all laughing so hard tears were running down their faces. She smiled.
The boy in front of her looked at her as if she had three heads.
" I want to check out their horror section." She said coolly. " I suppose you'll want to look at their computers too?" he asked. Kat nodded.
The boy shook his head. " Just what Casper High needs, another geek." He pointed to the front door. " The library is up the stairs and third door on the left." Kat gave him her best smile.
" Thanks." She said. She stepped forward and brushed past him. She brushed off her shoulder in an exaggerated fashion where his arm touched hers.
SPLAT!!! Something cold and gooey hit her in the back of her head. She turned around and saw the boy standing there panting. Kat could see his right hand had mud on it. He reached over and wiped it off on a passerby.
" Nobody disrespects Dash Baxter." He growled. Kat laughed. " What kind of name is Dash?" she asked through her giggles. She reached around and pulled a handful of mud out of her hair. She felt eyes on her. She looked over and saw the three under the elm tree were watching her with great fascination. She smiled at them. She turned back to Dash and said icily, " Dash, nobody likes a stuck up brat you know." And with that she hurled the ball of mud at him.
He gasped as it hit him in the chest. He frantically tried to wipe it away but the mud left a big brown stain right in the middle of the jacket. He looked up and Kat knew she was in trouble. He charged her, his arms outstretched.
Don't move. The voice said. Wait- wait- NOW! Kat sidestepped and stuck her leg out. He tripped and fell face first into the muddy grass. She walked over to him and whispered, " Never mess with me. Got that? I'm more street savvy then you'll ever be." She stood and went up the steps and inside.
" That was a totally lame line. Jeez, how stupid can I get?" she thought in disgust. She opened one of the double doors and disappeared inside.