Jonaston
Danny P.O.V.
I woke up thinking it was going to be another normal day, well, as normal as it can get when your in the Monster Buster Club and being followed by your best friend's supposed little brother. What a crazy kid.
Anyway, I got up and got ready for school. Once I was done, I headed to Cathy's house to go there with the gang.
When I got there, Cathy was just coming out of her house. Chris and Sam obviously weren't there yet. I ran up to Cathy and said, "Hey Cath! What's up?"
She replied, "Nothing much, you?"
"Nada," was my answer.
Just then, Chris and Sam ran up to us, out of breath. They live next door to each other, so they usually show up together. "Hey, guys, sorry we're late," Chris said once he had caught his breath.
"Whatever, let's just get going," I said as I jumped over the porch rail on to the asphalt and started running to school, the others close behind. I think.
When I got to school, I saw that the others were a few yards behind me, so I stopped to wait on them, tapping my foot impatiently. As I did, I thought 'What's today's date?' but my conscience pushed the thought out of my head when the others ran up to me.
"Jeez, Danny, couldn't you have gone just a little bit slower?" panted Chris.
"Sorry, Chris, but 'The Danny' don't go slow," I smirked. Sam was giving me the evil eye. I laughed.
Just then I heard a familiar high-pitched nasal voice, "Hey, 'Danny-Wanny and the rest of the slow-poke nerds," Mark.
"Slow-poke nerds? Who exactly is the slow-poke nerd around here?" I spat.
"Mark," Cathy stated. I sighed, I love it when she does that. She acts so totally unlike a human that sometimes I wonder how she keeps it a secret.
Mark, of course, was so offended by her remark that you could see smoke coming out of his ears, no joke. It was really funny. "Yeah right. I'll prove that I'm faster than you. Danny, we race, today, after school." He snarled and left.
"O…kay," I said, "Is that alright with you guys? Do we have anymore important business that needs taking care of?"
"No, that's fine, Danny. Unless there is an alien attack and we have to cancel, then you can go," Cathy sighed.
"What's wrong Cath?" I wondered.
"Nothing," she replied, "It's just that Grandpa was acting strange this morning, and when I asked him what was wrong, he said that something horrible happened to this MBC and the last one on this day ten years ago, and I just can't shake the feeling that something bad is going to happen today."
I thought for a second. Then I asked, "What is today, anyhow?"
This time, it was Sam who answered me, "September 5th."
'Crap,' I thought.