Disclaimer: I do not own DP. Not Danny, Tucker, Sam, or even the Box Ghost. Sigh.

"Danny! Helllllo? Earth to Danny!"

"It's no use Tuck, he's completely spaced out."

"Have you noticed that he's been really out of it lately?"

"I think that he just has too much to do. It's just really wearing him out."

"Let me try something Sam. Danny, Paulina just walked in here wearing nothing but a bikini."

Danny's eyes blinked several times as he perked up in his seat. He looked side-to-side; eyes open wide as he tried to get a glimpse of Paulina. Sam scoffed and crossed her arms on her chest. Tucker grinned at Sam and then patted Danny on the back.

"Just kidding man, we just wanted to snap you out of it. You were totally spaced out!"

"Wha, really?" Danny stretched in his seat and stifled a yawn. He looked at the clock and was shocked to see that it read three o'clock. It was Friday, school was over, and here he was, still sitting at his desk. If that wasn't a crime against humanity, then nothing was.

"Hey, what are we still doing here? It's the weekend! Let's go!"

"There's the Danny we know and love," Sam said with a grin. "But are you sure you feel up to hanging out? You've looked really tired lately."

"No, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me Sam."

"I know, but I still do."

Sam and Danny blushed a little at each other.

"This is really sweet you know, but we're going to miss the zombie movie if we just stand here any longer." Tucker put his arms around the pair and led them towards the door.

"Weekend here we come!"

"Weekend, where did you go?" Danny moaned with a sigh as he looked over the mountain of homework he had been putting off until the very last minute. And unfortunately, the very last minute had arrived. Danny looked at the digital clock on the wall and shuttered. Eleven o'clock on a Sunday night and he hadn't even touched his homework. It wasn't as though he planned it this way. His weekend had been filled with fighting ghosts and watching movies with his friends and frankly, when it came to choosing between movies and homework, there was no competition. With one more apathetic look at the clock, Danny settled down to work.

"Well, better get started."

Within fifteen minutes, Danny was fast asleep, drooling on his math book.

Danny rummaged through his locker, looking for a pen that just fell into the depths of books, paper, junk, and more junk. He doubted he would ever see the pen again. Suddenly, he was stopped in his futile attempt by a running and screaming Tucker.

"Tuck! What's wrong?"

"Don't you mean what's right! Star just asked me to the dance this Friday!"

Danny stared at him with his mouth hanging wide open.

Danny started awake and was relieved to find that he was sitting in his room. Then the relief vanished as he looked at the homework that seemed to grow by the minute.

"I should have known that was a dream. There's no way that Star would ever ask Tucker out. Now, to get back to work."

Once again, within fifteen minutes, Danny Fenton was asleep at his desk.

"Crud!"

It was seven fifty-five and the morning and Danny was flying around his room trying to get his stuff together.

"Why do I always have to sleep in! Why can't I just wake up on time for once?"

Danny ran downstairs, grabbed a piece of toast, and flew out the front door. Literally. Midway between the living room and the front door, he transformed in to his ghostly self and began flying to start yet another Monday at Casper High.

Whether being rushed or attacked by ghosts, Danny always loved flying. It was by far his favorite ghost power. He loved soaring though the sky and looking down at everything blurring beneath him. Not to mention the fact that it saved his butt from being late on countless occasions and today was no exception. Danny landed in some bushes behind the school and reverted back to his human form. With no one the wiser, Danny made his way into the high school.

Rummaging through his locker before class started, Danny was searching for his lost pen. Slightly frustrated and feeling like this was dèjá-vu, Danny dug even deeper into his mess.

"Danny! Danny! Danny!"

Tucker came running up to him wearing an expression of utter disbelief.

"What's up, Tuck?"

"You're never going to believe this; I still don't believe it!"

"Calm down and tell me what happened!"

"Star just asked me to go to the dance with her this weekend!"

Danny stared at him with his mouth hanging wide open.

Don't worry, I'm going somewhere with this.

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