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Maddie, Jack, and Danny Fenton all stared at each other from across the kitchen table. Maddie and Jack had just called Danny in to talk about something, but no one had said anything yet. Maddie, realizing that neither male sitting at the table were going to speak, broke the ice. "Danny your father and I have thought about your lack of social skills lately and we decided it would be best if you joined a club or something."
Jack, remembering that they wanted to talk to Danny, snapped out of his daydream about fudge and added to whet his wife had just said. "Yeah, we noticed that the only people that you ever talk to are Sam and Tucker so we signed you up for the school orchestra! It was my idea! I always wanted one of my kids to play the drums! And hunt ghosts!"
"What? I can't join the orchestra! I don't have time! Besides I'll be turned into even more of a dork than I already am! How could that possibly be good for my social status?" their son ranted. When will my life ever get easy? First I have to use all my free time chasing ghosts and being chased by my parents and now I have to squeeze playing percussion into all that! Where am I supposed to get time for rehearsals, practice, concerts, and who knows what else? Danny continued his rant in his head.
"And what exactly are you busy with? The last time I checked you never do anything after school but goof off with Sam and Tucker until hours after your curfew!" Maddie argued. She knew that him being busy all the time was a total lie! All he ever did was be lazy with his friends! Both of which seemed to be bad influences on him.
"I'm not goofing off!" Danny retorted. I'm hunting ghosts! But you don't need to know that. "They are usually helping me with homework! You know how bad my grades are and you also know that they are a ton smarter than me!" Well if I didn't need to sleep in class or even skip it altogether I would know how to do this stuff, but the ghosts won't leave this town alone! But that's something else you don't need to know.
"Well your records of almost never turning anything in show otherwise!" his dad yelled, now standing up as if it would help get the point across. Danny knew he was in a tight spot. His lies just weren't cutting it today, so he played the only card that didn't involve lying. The teen rebellion card!
"And it's that record that will keep me out of orchestra!" he yelled in fake fury, also standingup now, "Even if that weren't the case you can't force me to join anyway! I'll just miss so many rehearsals they'll have to make me quit! Either way it goes I will never be a stupid band geek and there's nothing you can do about it!" On the outside he was a mean, angry teenage monster, but on the inside, he was hoping that didn't hurt them too much.
"That's it!" Maddie boomed, now also joining the mini club of standing, angry people. "From here until I say otherwise you are under extreme lock down! You will come straight home after school! I expect you back home before 3:15(A/N: I'm assuming that school gets out at three and that he walks to school.)! You will be locked in your room from the outside until dinner and afterwords you will be right back up there! No computer, no cell phone, no TV, no video games! Is that clear?"
"Whatever!" he threw back at her, keeping up with his "teen rage" act, and stomped up to his room. He slammed the door with as much force as they would expect from a not so strong teenage boy. In an act of remorse his parents couldn't see, he flopped onto his bed. Danny was somewhat glad all his soon to be confiscated possessions were downstairs. At least he would have a lot less of a chance of facing his parents until morning. However it was guaranteed Jazz would find her way into his room.
The sound of the lock clicking into place was also something he was glad of. It meant that she didn't want to talk about his dramatic exit a few minuets ago. He was also sure he heard a clamp being attached to his door, in case he picked the lock or something. There was no need for him to pick the lock, though. If he really wanted to leave, he could just phase out. The halfa would only do that in the even of a ghost attack.
I hate to keep doing this to them, but it's the only way I can keep my secret from them. He thought depressingly, if only I could tell them the truth.
The next chapter wil be up shortly! Bye for now!