"I don't know what's funnier, the name of the class, or the fact that the school is actually letting there be such a class." Tucker said as he laughed along with Valerie. We had heard tales about there being a new class on the signup sheet for next trimester. It was called 'To Catch a Ghost 101, or Ghost 101 for short. I wondered why the school would allow there to be such a class, but then again, we do live in the ghost capital of the world. So I really shouldn't be too surprised…I looked over at Sam, who was walking next to me, holding my hand as we traveled through the halls.
"Honestly, I can't say that I'm too shocked." I stated, Tucker turned around and walked up to me, staring me in the eye, looking at me like I was crazy. "Danny, the school is hosting a 'How to catch a ghost' class and you're not wondering about the validity of it, or the hilarity?" Tucker deadpanned.
Sam grabbed onto Tucker's hat and pulled it over his eyes. "Laugh all you want Tucker." Sam said, ignoring Tucker's cry of protest. "I think it's more worrisome…" Sam said, looking back over at me. "What if something happens to the kids taking the class? Like a recreation of the accident that you had when we were Freshmen?" Sam asked.
"I'm sure the professors for the class would be smarter than that, Sam…I hope…" I said, unconvincingly. "Anyway, I don't think any of us need to take the class, we're already top notch hunters, so why take something that you don't need?" I asked. Valerie nodded, "Plus we don't need any more ghost problems that we already have, Boxy shows up basically every class period, so I'd rather not be involved when the classroom explodes from 20 kids aiming ecto-weapons at him…"
"That would be an interesting mess that would need to be cleaned up…" Tucker muttered under his breath. He opened the door that was in the front of us and we all walked into Lancer's classroom, or rather, attempted to get into the classroom, but when I was yanked back with a surprising force pulling on my shoulder I had a feeling that I wasn't going to be getting to class on time.
"Hey there FenTina, what say I introduce you to one of my good friends?" Dash Baxter, the school bully, who not only dubbed me as his personal punching bag for the entirety of our high school career, but was also holding world record for 'most nerds stuffed into one locker' towered over me. I say towered, but it was just a front that he had to make himself look bigger. We were about the same height now, he was only about an inch taller than me at most.
I had a small, sneaking suspicion that I was going to be sporting a new, colorful bruise to go with the one that I had gotten this morning when I had to deal with an Ectopus on a rampage. Apparently you can't phase out of their tentacles. Sam was fuming over to my left, and Tucker and Valerie were already in the classroom in their seats. Sam marched over to where Dash had drug me to. "Dash, leave him alone, it's the last day of the Trimester and we need to get our schedules from Lancer." She said, eyeing the blonde jerk.
"I don't think so." Dash said, turning his attention back to me. I just stood there, not daring to fight back, Lancer already knew about me ghost fighting, but no one else in the school did and I intended to keep it that way. "Can we hurry this up please, I'd rather get my schedule so I can go home." I muttered under my breath, just loud enough so that the bully could barely hear my words.
"What was that Fenton? I don't think I caught that all the way." Dash glared at me, before I had my ghost powers, I probably would have been pretty scared of the blonde, but now it was just tedious and took time out of my day that I could be spending with Sam and the others or doing homework. "Nothing Dash." I said. He punched me on my upper arm, right on top of my other bruise. I grunted in pain and rubbed the spot where he hit me as it throbbed in dull pain.
"That's what I thought." He said before he marched off into the classroom. I sighed as Sam put a hand on my shoulder gently. "You okay?" She asked softly.
I chuckled dully. "I've had worse." I said softly. "I'm fine, He got me right where the Ectopus did though, so it hurt more than expected is all." I took her hand with my own and interlaced our fingers. "Let's go, Lancer isn't going to wait forever you know." I said, and then led her through the door that Dash had gone through moments earlier. Sam and I sat down in our usual spots, right behind Tucker and Valerie. The two of them looked at me with a worried glance and I waved them off. "No big deal, the Box Ghost has caused me more pain than Dash." I said. My friends laughed at that. But hey, It was a true statement.
I looked over at Sam and smiled. "After we get our schedules, we're going to head to the Park, Danielle said that she wanted to go and play there for a bit, since this is the last day of the term." I said, my voice soft. "I thought that we could all go out for Ice Cream or something before we head home."
"I like that, and speaking of the little Halfa-Girl, what is she up to today?" Sam asked.
"I'm right here~!" A small voice said from above us. It was quiet so that no one else besides the four of us could hear it. The child in question floated down and stayed invisible to human eyes. I, on the other hand, could see her perfectly fine, and with Sam having been finally adjusted to her own powers, could probably see her as well.
I smiled a bit at her. "Gran let you come to school on your own?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at the floating girl. "I thought that the two of you were going to go shopping today."
"We did, but then I asked her if I could meet you at school after we got back." She said, sitting herself down on my desk.
"I see, well, we'll be able to leave just as soon as Lancer gives us our papers. You're gonna have to be quiet for a few minutes while he hands them out, okay Princess?" I asked softly.
"Okay Daddy." She responded in an equally soft tone. She floated up into the air and then over to Sam's desk, sitting down on the desk as she had done on mine. I looked over at Sam and Danielle. "So are we going to go to the park today after you get out of school Mommy?" She asked sweetly.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to g-"
"What the Heck?!" I heard both Valerie and Tucker let out a surprised shout of shock after they opened their Schedules for next Trimester. Sam, Danielle and I looked over at them curiously. "What's up?" I asked, right before Lancer handed me my Schedule, and Sam hers, his body passing right through Danielle, as he was unaware of her presence on Sam's desk.
"Dude, we got placed into the Ghost class!" He said. I looked at him like he was crazy. "You're kidding. I know for a fact that none of us signed up for that class." I said, then I looked down at my Schedule, which was sitting on my desk, waiting to be opened and looked at. I picked it up and looked at all the classes that I had.
On my list there were six Classes and one free period, which was great for me because I could spend more time with my baby girl. I listed off the classes in my head. Biology, Sculpture, History, English, Ghost 101, and Defense Class. Homeroom was a thirty minute period for all of the students in the school, so it was at the same time every day. Wait…something wasn't right on my schedule. I read the paper over again, and then a third time before looking over at Sam, who looked to be having the same problem that I was. "I spy two classes that don't belong here…" She muttered under her breath. I leaned over and looked at her paper, as was Danielle, even though the girl didn't quite know how to read as well as she might want to, she hated being left out of things. Sam had pretty much the Same schedule besides the fact that I was taking the Sculpture class taught by Mr. Kitch and she was taking an online class in the library on Earth Science.
"Somehow we have acquired the Ghost 101 Class and it's Follow up Defense class on our Schedules." I looked over at Mr. Lancer, who was walking back to his desk. "Excuse me, Mr. Lancer?" I asked. He turned and looked over at the four of us. Lancer walked over to us, eyebrows raised. "You have a question, Mr. Fenton?"
"I think that we might have the wrong schedules…" I said, handing my paper over for him to look at. "Not one of the four of us signed up for the Ghost class, or the Defense class, so we're kind of confused, could it be a misprint?" I asked, hoping that it was just that, a misprint.
Lancer's eyes scanned the page for a moment and then shook his head. "I'm afraid that it isn't a misprint. I believe that your parents signed you all up for it in your stead."
I frowned. That was something I wasn't expecting. Usually they left my classes alone, not even bothering to look at the schedule or the available classes…unless…oh no.
"They're….they're not…teaching the class…are they…?" I asked quietly.
"I'm afraid so." Lancer confirmed my fears and then walked back over to his desk. "You're all dismissed, I will see you all back at school on Monday in homeroom, be safe over your long weekend and make sure that you come prepared." He said, and then waved the class out of his room. Everyone stood and filed out of the room as fast as they could, trying to e scape before Lancer could change his mind about letting everyone go early. Sam, Valerie, Tucker, Danielle and I stayed in the classroom for the time being.
"Great, just what I needed." I said, planting my head firmly on my desk. "Now I have to deal with ghosts, and my parents at school. Just wonderful." Danielle reached a small arm out and patted me on the back. It's okay Daddy, think about it this way, you can't possibly fail either of those classes, right?"
"I guess that is true." Tucker chimed in. "We'll probably pass with the highest grades in the class." Valerie sighed and leaned her chair back so that it was tipping slightly. "I didn't expect to be taking this class, and I don't think my Dad signed me up, so it must have been your parents, right?" She directed the question at me.
"Probably. Uhg…" I groaned. Sam stood up and then pulled me to my feet. "Come on Danny, let's go, we don't need to sit her and mull about out schedules right now, I'm in the mood for a sherbet ice cream cone." Dani tugged on my shirt and pulled me along, causing me to smile. Sam was right, Ice cream now, worries later. "Okay, okay, let's go then." I said with a chuckle, my mood brightening.
Tucker and Valerie followed us and we all made our way out of the school, into the crisp winter air outside.