Prolouge

A Ghost of a Chance

14-year old Danny Fenton barged into his classroom, panting, almost out of breath. He had missed the bus and had to run all the way to school, just barely making it.

Brrrrrrrrrrrinngggggggggg!

He took a seat next to his two friends Tucker and Sam, and sighed deepely. "You just made it, dude! If you had been late, Lancer would'va cooked you like some kinda roast duck!" Sam made a face next to him at the mention of duck.

"Mr. Lancer's not even HERE yet." She moitoned to his empty desk. Danny's head fell on his desk, and he let out a large moan.

"All that running was for nothing then..."

Mr. Lancer entered thourgh the door of the classroom, and turned to face the class. "We have a new transfer student, coming all the way from Tokyo, Japan..." He stopped his annocenment to look at his book, but fourtently the student came in before he could pull one of those werid pharses out of it. She was dressed in a traditonal Japanese school fuku, and a leather hat. She had shortly cropped dyed dark blue hair and aqua blue eyes, with an upisde-down crescent scar under her left eye. She was fairly tall too, which was unusal for a Japanese person.

"My name's Chizaru Yo'Kimi. I'm here on a student exchange program for a year!" She had really good English, and only a trace of Japanese accent. She looked at Mr. Lancer, and cocked her head to the side. "Where am I sitting?"

Mr. Lancer did a survery of the classroom, and pointed to a seat directly behind Danny. "Take a seat behind Mr. Fenton there." Chizaru bowed and smiled and sat down in the seat, after removing a whoopie cushion put there by Dash...who sat next to her, poor girl. She eyed him and put the cushion on his head.

"I believe this is you're fart?" She smiled a somewhat icy smile, as the rest of the classlaughed at Dash, while Dash got into on of his anger moments. Chizaru igonred him and smiled at Danny. "Hi."

Danny blinked and looked around a bit before he relized she was talking to him, then turned to her and gave a sheepish hello. "I'm Danny..."

Tucker pushed in grinng at her. "Forget about Danny here, what you really want is ME, right?"

Sam smacked Tucker on the head. "Hey!"

Chizaru laughed and smiled at them. "You three are funny. Wanna tell me you're friends names, hm?" She cocked her head to the side.

"Oh! Y-yeah...this is Tucker Foley, and Sam Manson." The two friends smiled at her. Chizaru grinned back.

"A year-long exchange program?" Sam cocked her head and looked at her. "I wasn't aware things like that went on for so long."

"Oh...well, about that..." Chizaru scrathed her head in confusion. "It's not really an exchange, it's more like a trail stay... A family from here has experessed some intrest in putting up with...the...ummm...well, I can't really remeber, jetlag and all, ya know."

"Putting up with?" Danny blinked.

"I'm an orphan."

"Oh...I'm sorry...I didn't mean-"

Chizaru smiled at him. "That's okay, I know." She patted him on the head, smiling. Danny blushed.

"HEY! It's almost time to go!" Sam suddenly burst in, changing the conversation, looking a little flusturd.

Danny blinked at her. "Y..yeah." Why was she so upset?

Chizaru giggled as the bell sounded. She grabbed her bag and stood up, along with the other three. It was then that a horrible horrible truth was reveled.

Chizaru was taller than all of them.

She looked down and laughed again and systemicilly patted them each on the head. "Wow! You're all so short!" She giggled as Sam gave her an indigint look, Tucker was distracted by...something, and Danny looked kind of embrassed and a little annoyed.

"Well, it was nice meeting you all!" She smiled and waved her hand goodbye as she took off from the room.

To Be continued...

Disclamer: I don't own any charaters here except Chizaru! She's all mine! Alllll minneeeeee!

hyperventilates

Well, from now on I'm doing it with indivudal charaters, starting with Danny. Yes I am a hopless fangirl. Love me.