A New Hero in Town

|Ch 1 A Country Girl in the City|

The story begins with the trio in homeroom on the Thursday before spring break, Mr. Lancer, the English teacher, is holding a pile of papers.

"Ok class," said Mr. Lancer "I know you are all excited about spring break, but you have one more quiz in my class."

The whole class moaned as he passed out the quiz.

"You may begin as soon as the bell rings." He said.

The bell rang and the class started to take the quiz. About five minutes into the quiz, footsteps echoed in the hall. The footsteps got louder and louder as they got closer to the classroom. The footsteps entered the room carrying a sweet voice that said

"Sorry I'm late Mr. Lancer but this is my first day at this new school and I got lost. Please don't mark me tardy."

"Oh it's no problem Miss… Fenton," Mr. Lancer said looking at his list. "Give me one moment Miss Fenton." He stood up and clapped his hands to get everyone's attention.

Some students complained that they barely finished the first question.

"No, no, this isn't about the quiz, in fact pass them up." ordered Mr. Lancer.

The students did as ordered. In astonishment Mr. Lancer RIPPED THEM IN HALF AND TOSSED THEM INTO THE TRASH!

"Instead of a quiz we will be introducing ourselves to Miss Alysha Fenton."

Alysha was a beautiful girl, about 14 years old, with brown wavy hair that hung to her waist and looked like a field of brown wheat waving in the wind, and crystal blue eyes that were so blue they looked unreal. She was wearing a white half T-shirt with a purple collar, oval on her chest, and sleeves that went just passed her elbow. A pair of blue jeans was held up by a red bandana that drooped on her right hip. She wore purple sneakers with white toes and shoe laces. She gave a shy wave.

"Hi I'm Alysha Fenton."

"Great, another Fenton to bully," Dash said with glee, not glancing up to see her beauty. "Hey Fenterd," Dash asked Danny with a nudge "Is she a relative of yours?"

"No" answered Danny. "I don't think I have an Alysha in my family except for my Aunt, on my Mom's side and she's like, 48."

"Please Miss Fenton take any seat you like." said Mr. Lancer spreading his arm giving her a gentle increasing push.

"Well…," she began looking for an empty seat. "I guess I'll take that old cobwebby seat in the corner." Alysha said.

"No," said Mr. Lancer "It is your first day and you need to sit in a place with people all around you. Who will trade seats with Miss Fenton?" He asked.

No one volunteered because they were all gazing at Alysha. Her crystal blue eyes had a hypnotic power. "How about you Dash?" asked Mr. Lancer.

"There is no way I'm trading seats with a Fent-," Dash began just as he looked up for the first time at Alysha and was over swept by her beauty. "What I meant to say was, of course I would trade seats. In fact I'd be honored." Dash said standing up and offering Alysha his seat.

"So class, let's introduce ourselves, starting with the people who sit around Miss Fenton" said Mr. Lancer impatiently.

"Hi, I'm Paulina" said a girl sitting in front of Alysha, with long black curly hair held out of her face with two pink clips on each side.

"I'm Valerie," said an African American girl dressed in a yellow top and an orange skirt and head band who sat diagonally left in front of Alysha.

"And I'm Kwan. And that guy that gave you his seat back there is Dash," said an Asian boy with a letter jacket who sat to the left of Alysha.

"And we're part of the popular group," they all said (except for Dash) in unison like someone said "1, 2, 3, Now!"

"Well it's very nice to meet you all," said Alysha smiling.

"I'm Mike," said a boy with red hair that had a cowlick in the back of his head, and wore glasses who sat diagonally left to the back.

"I'm Lester," said a boy with a red afro who sat behind Alysha. "And sadly we're the nerds."

"Nerds or all-star quarter back, it is a pleasure to meet all of you," said Alysha.

Dash kind of sunk down in his seat. For once he wasn't being noticed. Then he yelled, "Hey I'm the all-star quarter back. Not the nerds."

"It's a figure of speech Dash," said a girl dressed in mostly black but she also wore purple and green who sat diagonally right to the back of Alysha. "Man Dash you are dim, she said 'Quarter back or not,' not that he is the quarter back. Don't let him get to you," turning to Alysha. "By the way I'm Samantha Manson, but please call me Sam."

"It's very nice to meet you." said Alysha.

"And this is my friend-," Sam began.

"Tucker Foley" interrupted an African American with a red beret and a yellow shirt.

"Tucker," Sam mumbled under her breath." I`m sorry about my friend Tucker, he can be a bit obnoxious. What I was going to say this is my friend Danny."

She pointed at a boy sitting to the right next to Alysha with a shirt and shoes much like Alysha's. He had jet black hair and crystal blue eyes that had a shy look in them pointed down at his desk.

"Earth to Danny, hello?" Sam said gently shaking Danny. "Introduce yourself to Alysha."

When Danny looked up something tiny snapped in both of them at the same time.

"Hi I am Danny Fenton it is nice to meet you, and you are?" He asked.

"Alysha Fenton and the pleasure is all mine, really," Alysha answered.

"Fenton?" Danny asked "I don't think we`re related."

"I know we're not related," answered Alysha. "We moved here from a county in Ohio. One time my parents were in a grave yard and saw a ghost. They immediately became obsessed and went on the web and found this couple of ghost hunters named the Fenton's and in honor of them we changed our last name," Alysha explained getting misty eyed. "Then we moved here," she choked out "So they could meet them in person and fight ghosts in Amity Park. I had three days to say goodbye to my friends I'd known my entire life," she said wiping her eyes.

"Oh you poor girl," Sam cooed.

"I know I make it sound like a bad thing through and through but I was excited to move here," Alysha said happily wiping her eyes.

"Why?" asked Tucker. "What, don't tell me it was to meet the one and only Tucker Foley."

"Um, no," Alysha said. "Are you three walking home after school?" asked Alysha noticing all the eyes staring at them.

"Yeah," answered Danny "Why?"

"I`ll tell you after school. I didn't what to make you late for a bus," answered Alysha.

"Well Miss. Fenton," said Mr. Lancer "I can see you've made some friends today."

"I guess I have," answered Alysha looking at her new friends then up at Mr. Lancer.