Chapter 1 Who I Am

Danny's PoV

Daniel Fenton, usually known as Danny, thought that he was having the worst few months of his life.

First, about three years ago now, he had become a half-ghost, courtesy of his parent's stupid ghost lab. Or what he had thought of as a stupid lab. It was hard to muster much disdain for something that had unlocked a part of who he was destined to be.

Second, Danny had realized finally that he was gay. This was mostly thanks to the effects that Skulker's and Vlad's deep-toned voices had had on his lower belly and cock. Perhaps strangely, this had bothered him more then his new status as a ghost boy. But, eventually, he had become resigned to it as well, finding himself unable to deny the intimate knowledge of who he truly was. In fact, he would have believed that things were beginning to finally look at least good for him now, if it hadn't been for one thing…

Danny yelped sharply when Dash's big left foot was suddenly in his path, tripping over the bully's shoe and falling forward onto his knees, his school books spilling out over the cheap white tiles of the locker-lined, otherwise empty hallway of Casper High.

"Ungh! Dash, Oww!"" Danny complained, sighing as he looked up at him with clear annoyance while beginning to gather up his spilled books slowly.

"Oh! So sorry, Fenton," Dash replied, his apology obviously sarcastic as he gazed down at Danny, his thickly-muscled arms crossed over his broad chest as he notably did not move to assist his younger school mate. "I didn't see you there."

"Yeah, well, don't sweat it, Dash," Danny said as he stood up again with his books in his hands, all his irritation and frustration rising to his tongue as he spoke unthinkingly. "You've never noticed me before now. Unless you're tripping me, or slamming me into my locker, or generally treating me like shit! So why in the wide world would I assume that you'd notice me now?"

Danny was shocked at himself as he spoke, but thankfully, Dash appeared just as shocked by Danny's words as he was. The bully's mouth hung open, and his eyes were wide as he stared down at Danny now, seemingly speechless.

Danny quickly decided that he should go now while the getting was good, and so, as though he had planned to do so all along, he turned on his heel abruptly and strode away to his next class even though he knew he'd be late now thanks to Dash's stupid bullying.


Dash's PoV

Dash's world was in turmoil, the young man thought to himself where he sat atop a toilet lid in the boy's restroom, hiding until he figured this life-altering event out in his own mind.

One of his regular targets of amusement had talked back to him.

And not just any target, but one Daniel Fenton. The one that he had thought of as the least likely to stand up to him and his bullying. But he'd been proven wrong, and Dash didn't like that at all.

Something must have happened in Danny's life away from the school to change him somehow. To make him a stronger person with a firmer will, and Dash was going to find out what it was, no matter what it took.


Danny's PoV

Danny was sitting in the first class that he had with Dash since after their confrontation in the hallway. The back of his neck prickled with a constant phantom itch, and he continually fought down the urge to turn around and acknowledge the older boy.

Dash had been doing nothing but staring at the back of Danny's head since the beginning of class, and Danny refused to give Dash the satisfaction of realizing that he knew it.

By the end of the school day Danny was so frustrated that he either wanted to scream and rip all his hair out or go ghost and fly for a few hours of freedom before returning home only to do the same over again the next day. Except that when he left the school, Dash was waiting for him outside on the sidewalk.