It's snowing outside, for like the third time this week and the snows up to my knees. The sad part is that it isn't packing snow, but at least what's falling isn't that much... I wish it was summer...

If I owned Danny Phantom there would be new episodes galore, since there is not, I do not own Danny Phantom.

It was another day at Casper High, classes in session and the halls dead quiet. Daniel Fenton, also known as Danny Phantom, struggled between school and fighting ghosts on a daily basis, but he did it nonetheless.

Danny sat at his desk, his face lay on the wooden top with his raven hair drooping over.

"Mr. Fenton!"

Danny's head shot up.

"Where!" His eyes searched the room. The rest of the class laughed, Danny lowered his head, Lancer sighed.

"Daniel, I would appreciate it if you managed to stay awake. I realize that haiku isn't the most exciting thing in the world, but at least try to stay awake."

"Yes sir."

"I would like to speak with you after class."

"Yes sir." Danny pulled out a pencil from his backpack and began to sketch on one of his spiral notebooks when Sam passed him a note.

You okay Danny?

Yeah.

Danny passed the note back to Sam, who wrote something on it quickly, tossing it back when Lancer wasn't looking.

Ghost Problems?

Yeah, I was up until five, God, I must've caught the Box Ghost ten times. Wake me up if I fall asleep again.

Danny handed the note back to Sam, who gave a small chuckle, nodded her head.

*line break*

The class filed out, leaving the place desolate except for Danny and Lancer. Lancer sighed and placed his pen behind his ear.

"Daniel, I think it's about time I saw your parents for a conference." Danny yelled internally, but kept a poker face. "Your grades are slipping, disappearing in the middle of class, and lastly coming in late with no form of excuse. Now, I would like for you to sit at your desk while I call your parents. YOU ARE NOT TO MOVE."

Danny slumped over when he reached his desk, proceeding to then open a book, only pretending to glance at its contents.

He saw Lancer pull out his phone using his peripheral vision, using speed dial to phone his home. Danny listened to the conversation, his face became even more worried throughout the conversation.

"I'll see you soon Mrs. Fenton." Lancer flipped the phone shut, glancing over to see if Danny was still there. He sighed, pulling out a red pen and began to check papers. A small knock sounded at the door, opening a moment later. Lancer looked up, slightly frustrated at the interruption, which quickly turned into a smile.

"Ah, Ms. Fenton, is there something I can help you with?" Jazz smiled, closing the door behind her.

"Actually Mr. Lancer I was wondering if I could have a word with Danny..." Lancer gave a skeptic look, but nodded in approval. Jazz sped over to Danny, her face directly next to his.

"What are you going to do? They're getting suspicious about what's been happening..." Jazz whispered.

"God, I don't know Jazz. If we mention something about ghosts they'll freak, even more so if they knew what I am. That's just asking for trouble." Danny shook his head, placing it on Jazz's shoulder.

"Whatever happens I'll be there for you little brother." Jazz hugged Danny tightly, a small smile grew on his face.

"Thanks Jazz." The door busted open, Maddie and Jack Fenton stood poised to attack, relaxing slightly after a few seconds. Their faces held frowns as they walked over to the chairs, putting their guns away as they sat in the two that were closest to the door. Danny sighed, taking the one closest to the window, in case he had to make a break for it. Jazz placed her hands on his shoulders, her brows knitted with uncertainty.

"Mr. and Mrs. Fenton, Daniel has been, almost daily, leaving abruptly in the middle of class claiming he has to use the restroom. He often comes in late as well, frequently looking as though he'd been beaten. Not to mention he falls asleep practically every day in my class." The Fenton parents stared horror struck at Danny.

"Danny, what's going on?" Maddie asked, full of genuine worry.

"Nothing, it's just that...things...have kinda...well-" Danny stopped as he saw blue leave his mouth.

"I have to go!" Danny shouted, running towards the door, only to be stopped by his parents.

"You're not going anywhere, mister." His mom hissed, but her faced quickly dropped as her attention was now turned elsewhere.

"Please be the Box Ghost!" Danny silently prayed as he turned his head.

"Hello, Ghostboy."

Oh no.

Mwhahaha! Evil cliffhanger! So who do you guys think it is? Read and Review please!

~ForeverHalfa