Danny Phantom belongs to Butch Hartman. I don't own anything except for the plot of this story.

Phantom Planet never happened and sets after D-stabilized.

It's not easy to move to a new town. Especially when you don't know anyone and come when school has already started. It was Leanne's second day of school and she was starting to feel like a loner. School had started three weeks ago and she was starting to think she was the only new kid in school.
She took the basic classes and had no extra classes, her guardians thought she couldn't handle that yet. Not after…
Leanne shook the thought out of her head and stared down the hallway. No, the time for tears was over. It was time for a new beginning. She wasn't going to let her past haunt her. But then again, wasn't she the one who haunted it. She wasn't even sure anymore.
She walked past a group of cheery students. They seemed to be a bit older than her, maybe seventeen. They took her by one year. There was a tall boy with short hair, a slim girl that looked Hispanic and probably her best friend, a skinny blonde. There was also a Chinese guy standing with them. They looked like the typical popular gang in school. And Leanne didn't even want to be a part of it. When it comes to it, they're going to leave each other anyway, there are no real friendships.
She proceeded to her first class of the day, English. It was Tuesday, everyone was a bit less cranky than on Monday, but still not as energetic as can be. On Friday it was the worst. All the kids would be filled with excitement for the upcoming weekend.
She walked into English class. Some kids she had already seen from her other classes, but there were a few she didn't know.
There were only a few spots left, so she decided to sit next to a boy slightly older than her. At the table to his right sat a dark skinned boy and a gothic girl that he was talking to. He didn't even realize it when she took place next to him. They sat in the middle of the classroom and Leanne started taking her books from her bag before putting them on het table and examining the cover. She had never worked with the English book before. She came from Miami, they had different school books than here.
It was only when the teacher, a bald guy with a large belly, asked for Mr. Fenton to stop talking to his friends, that the boy sat straight and noticed Leanne. He didn't say anything though. And Leanne didn't say anything as well.
The teacher started class but then he noticed the new student. He had her before in the Literacy class, but most of the kids didn't know her, which she found okay. But apparently, the teacher found it rather weird, so he decided to call Leanne up front and introduce her to the remaining students that didn't know her yet, making it everyone.
Despite her silent struggles to avoid the introduction, she was called up front by the teacher, and now she remembered his name was Mr. Lancer.
All the kids looked at her expectantly. Leanne folded her hands together as she stood in front of the class. 'What am I supposed to do?' she asked Mr. Lancer and looked at him.
Mr. Lancer gestured towards the rest of the class. 'Just introduce yourself, tell them something about yourself.'
Leanne looked back into the classroom and saw everyone staring at her. Some were laughing silently and very few had sympathy, because they know why Leanne moved to Amity Park.
Leanne grabbed a stray of her golden blonde hair and twirled it around her finger. 'Uhm… well, I'm Leanne Connors, I'm sixteen years old, I come from Miami. I moved here less then a week ago. And that's pretty much it. There's not much to tell.'
The boy she sat next to looked at her with some emotion in his bright blue eyes, she just couldn't figure out what it was.
Mr. lancer allowed her to go back to her seat. Some kids were softly laughing at her, but not the black-haired boy that sat next to her. His friends to his right weren't laughing either. They eyed their friend as they saw he wanted to make a move.
Leanne just put her arms on the table an opened her books, trying to ignore the stares in her back and the soft laughter.
She didn't even notice the boy next to her leaning over to her.
She sighed and rested her head on her hand. It'd only been her second day and she was already miserable.
She felt someone tapping her shoulder and when she looked, she looked right into the bright blue eyes of the boy. He smiled kindly at her. 'Hey,' he said.
Leanne blinked a few times. 'Hi,' she responded casually and turned a bit so she was facing him.
'So you're the new girl?' he asked.
Leanne shrugged. 'I suppose so. But it's not that special.'
The boy smiled. 'It's pretty special here. We never get new kids in school. It's kind of a happening.'
Leanne glanced to the back of the class and saw a few girls glancing of to her before turning away and softly laugh. 'I can see it's a happening. They sure think it's funny.'
The boy glanced back before looking back at her. 'Nah… you shouldn't pay attention to them. It happens a lot.'
Leanne smiled at him, though it wasn't a sincere smile. 'That helps a lot,' she said sarcastically.
'Mr Fenton, Mrs. Connors, could you please keep your eyes to the front of the classroom and stop talking?'
Both Leanne and the boy blushed. 'Yes Mr. Lancer,' they said simultaneously.
Leanne's first day turned out to be horrible. Almost every class she had, the boy was in, but he didn't speak another word to her after the teacher would warn them once. So after school, she just went home and relaxed for a bit before heading out to do what she wanted to do after her accident. To confirm was she had discovered.

sorry if there are many mistakes. my first language is not English. Hope you liked the first part!