Chapter One: When Danny's Alone...

Warnings: Mild violence, mild language, slight parodying.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Danny Phantom.

Random fact: This is a prequel to my deleted story: Love and Hate. I'm going to re-write Love and Hate, then re-post it on here.

Danny walked through the halls of Casper High, wondering why the school was named after a friendly ghost. They had been ghost-free for almost a month now, and he was getting restless. Danny Phantom wasn't all over the news anymore; the biggest news was the fact that Amity Park had a suspiciously similar in namesake to the horror movie and town of Amityville.

Sam was at home, okay that's a lie. She skipped school to go to the Antisocial Misfit's concert. Or possibly to go practice witchcraft. Or maybe to have sex with Tucker.

The truth was Danny really didn't care. He knew that they were dating, but he didn't say anything. Hell, they had been dating since freshman year. There's nothing he can do about it now.

"Unfortunately," Danny thought to himself with a slightly darker, more bitter than before, "They also don't know I'm gay. That would just give them another reason to distance themselves from me even more." He sighed and lowered his head, ignoring Mr. Lancer's look of perversion on his face. "Could that guy BE anymore creepy?" Danny wondered.

"Oh Mr. Fenton," Mr. Lancer called after him, in a sickenly sweet voice. "Keep your head up, your bangs get in your eyes and I know you can't see through them." Danny turned around. Already in a helluva mood, Danny thought it was okay to smart off to teachers. "How would you know, has your back hair started growing on your head now?"

Mr. Lancer's mouth dropped open. "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME YOUNG MAN?" Danny continued on his hate filled rant to the idiotic teacher. "Oh, has it started growing in your ears too? Whatever happened to that razor you bought at my garage sale. Did it cut a little to well? To the bone maybe?"

Mr. Lancer had taken enough. "THAT'S IT MISTER. DETENTION AFTER SCHOOL. IF YOU DON'T SHOW UP, I WILL SUSPEND YOU MYSELF." Danny chuckled, "Okay. Whatever. You just keep telling yourself that. Now I'm going to lunch. See ya at 3:00."

Danny turned around and stalked down the hall. Mr. Lancer's temple felt like it was about to explode it was throbbing so hard. He walked back into his room, slamming the door behind him, cracking some of the glass on the door window.

Down the hall, Dash Baxter jumped for joy. Fenton was in detention with him. That means he could finally find the perfect way to scare him.