After about 2 months of being captured by homeworld, Lars finally returned home with the Off Color Gems. His hair growing longer, and the fact that he was PINK, left a few in shock, but regardless, it was a heartfelt reunion with tears, and saying 'sorry' to Sadie for running away. He didn't know how much he cried during the reunion, but he does know that he made some good friends with the Off Colors, and with Steven as well. Who knew, that Lars, a once egotistical teen, could mellow out so much and actually call the shorter teen his friend?

But with the return of him to Earth, also came the return of school. According to his parents, the school was informed that he was 'abducted'- which was technically true- and had only been returned to them a few nights prior, on Friday afternoon. But now, the weekend was over, and it was Monday- meaning school.

Standing in front of Casper high once more, Lars knew he was late. By ten minutes, but late nonetheless. Lars couldn't help but sigh heavily, knowing, that he was going to get weird looks. He could pass off his hair for being dyed, but his skin? What was he going to say?

"Hey people I haven't seen in months, nice seeing you again! Did you know I died and that's why my skin's pink? Oh they didn't tell you? Well now you know!"

Lars couldn't help but snort lightly at his own unfunny joke. Seriously, what was he going to do? Did the teachers already know? What would the students say? He did NOT to be bullied just because of his skin tone. Bad enough he humiliated himself in front of cool kids like Dash and Paulina everyday before he was abducted, but now that he was pink? Imagine what they would say!

Taking a deep breath, Lars puffed out his chest. No, he doesn't care what they say, he shouldn't care what anyone says. He died for someone, and that's more than what he can say for others. The shouldn't judge him, he is a good person!

And so, Lars walked into the school, and into empty hallways. He made a quick trip to he main office, where they were shocked that he was in fact pink, but they just wrote him a pass and sent him on his merry way.

If he remembers correctly, he had English with Mr. Lancer first period.

-Line break-

Lars stood in front of 's door nervously. He didn't want to knock, his hand just stayed frozen by his side. Sighing lightly, Lars closed his eyes, before raising a hand and, as gently as he could, knocked. He found out, about a month into his capture, and death (though he tries not to think about that), that his strength had been amplified.

It started with just being frustrated with something, something so insignificant he can't remember what, and he kicked a boulder. The boulder cracked in half.

Lars couldn't help but smile at that memory, he had been so bewildered, and so had the off colors. He was snapped out of his thoughts though, when the door opened, and there stood .

The teacher was just as Lars remembered; tall, bald, and overweight. Lars wonders briefly if the man still swears in book titles.

"Moby Dick, Mr. Barriga!" Lancer exclaims, looking wide eyed at the lanky teen. "You look like cotton candy!"

Lars wonders if that's supposed to be an insult.

"Yeah, well, this is what happens when you're abducted." Lars shrugged it off, meanwhile Lancer still looked bewildered. But hey, good to know that the old man still swears in book titles.

"Speaking of which, welcome back." Lancer tried to smile, but it looked forced, and Lars noticed it.

"...thanks."

Lancer scooted out of the was so Lars could enter the classroom, which he did. Immediately, he felt all eyes fall on him. There was some whispering, too low for him to hear, but undoubtedly talking about his skin color, or the scar on his eye. Some of the people Lars recognized, like Paulina, Dash, and Kwan. Some were sorta familiar, like Sam and Tucker, whom of which he did not speak to very often in fear of lowering his reputation. Some he did not recognize at all, which was odd. Were there new students? Or did he seriously not pay attention to his classmates?

"Where do I sit, again?" Lars asked, turning to Lancer. Lancer cleared his throat, before pointing.

"Fourth row, fourth seat." Lars nodded.

Heading to the fourth row, Lars couldn't help but overhear the whispers.

"I can't believe he's back"

"I thought he was dead!"

"What's with his skin?"

Lars chose to ignore the whispers, in favor of settling into his seat. All the while, Lancer was staring at him, door still open. When the door did close, it closed with a soft click, before a loud 'BANG' as something, or someone, slammed into the door. Everyone jumped at the sudden noise, and look to the door, as Lancer opened it once more.

In came Danny Fenton, Lars recognize that boy anywhere. His parents once brought a vacuum like thing to school, and attempted to suck him into the vacuum. It was an odd day.

Danny smiled sheepishly at , rubbing his forehead, Lancer only sighed, and said a quick "Detention, Daniel", before heading off to his desk. Lars guessed this happen a lot, especially when the kid didn't even seemed fazed, and just walked to his seat.

...Which happened to be right next to him...

Great.

He heard Danny gasp lightly as the black haired teen took his seat, and could feel the boys gaze on him. Lars glanced at him from the corner of his eye, only to see the boy staring intensly at him. That shouldn't be a suprise, for Christ sakes he just returned after two months PINK. Nothing should faze him anymore.

But it did feel weird when the feeling of being watched by a certain Daniel Fenton lasted all class.

-Line Break-

Class ended, and so did Lar's will to live. He had two months of work to catch up on, and it felt lke his bookbag was weighing down on him with all the assignments he had to complete. And that was just for English!

Lars sighed as he trudged to the next class, which was his best class; cooking.

He didn't even get about 5 feet, before Dash Baxter cornered him.

"Hey, why are you pink?" Dash asked, staring hard into Lars. Lars simply sighed lightly, before staring up at the boy boredly.

"I dyed my body, what else?" Lars said it in a sarcastic tone, and it was obvious that Dash didn't appreciate his tone.

"Watch it, gay boy, or you might get pummled."

"Is that really the best insult you can come up with?" Lars had no idea why he was so snarky today. But man, was he loving the look on Dashs face.

"Thats it!" Dash grabbed him be his shirt, and lifted him up. Raising his fist, Dash was about to punch Lars in the face, but stopped midway when Lars actually held his fist. Lars tightened his grip on Dashs fist, not enough to break any bones, but just enough to be painful. Dash actually let go of Lars' shirt, and tried to claw the other boys hand away from his fist.

"Don't," Lars said, moving closer to look into Dash's eyes. Dash looked up, and saw that the pink boys eyes were all white, and glowing very lightly. "ever do that again."

And with that, Dash nodded, and Lars released his hand. The pink boy's eyes returned to normal, and he gave Dash a kind, but cruel, smile. One that looked kind, but tells the other that they wont hesitate to attack them.

"I'll see you later, Baxter." And with that, Lars left.

Little did he know, that Team Phantom watched the whole encounter.

Hnng, I gotta stop writing new stories, esspecially since I don't finish my other ones. God, I hate myself for doing this.