It was three days till Christmas, and Jazz Fenton was decorating the Christmas tree. Her brother, Danny, stared out the window at Amity Park, which was blanketed with snow.
Another Christmas, another fight, Danny thought to himself. Christmas was always a drag for Danny and Jazz because their parents would always fight about if Santa Clause was real or not. His mother, Maddie Fenton, always went for the logical way. She thought a fat man could not possibly fit down a chimney, nor could he fly around the world within ten hours.
His father, Jack Fenton, on the other hand, thought Santa was real and that he would deliver presents to all the good little girls and boys. Last Christmas, he proved a fat man could go down a chimney by actually going down the chimney himself. That was also the year Danny had gotten trapped in the ghost writers book, The Fright Before Christmas 2, since he accidentally destroyed the ghost writer's first book.
Danny sighed. Jazz looked up from the lights she was messing with. "Danny, if you're so bored, go to the park with Sam and Tucker."
Sam and Tucker were Danny's best friends. Actually, they were Danny's only friends. Sam was a slightly gothic girl and had short purple hair and purple eyes. She was rich, yet stayed away from popularity, even if it meant keeping her wealth a secret. She was always sarcastic, unless she really didn't want to, yet she always remained cheerful during the holidays.
Tucker was a computer geek and he knew it. He loved playing with technology, especially his PDA. Even though he could get pretty annoying with his computer junk, he usually always found a way to get Danny out of trouble.
"Okay, I'll go to the park. If you need me, call my cell." Danny got up from the couch and walked out the door towards Sam and Tucker's house.
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They got to the park and immediately Sam started going around saying, "Merry Christmas. Happy Holidays. Happy Hanaka. Happy Kwanza. Happy…happy!"
"Could you stop that?" Danny asked her. He was always bitter during the holidays.
"Gee, what's gotten into you?"
"You already know about the fight between my parents."
"Oh, right. Sorry, I'm just so cheery before Christmas."
"It's fine."
"Have they already started fighting?" Tucker asked.
"No, I have till tomorrow." All of a sudden, Danny's ghost breath went off. He looked all around for the ghost. He looked up and he saw her.