I'm SallyGal2, this is my very first FanFic ever, try not to be to harsh, I did the best I could, please enjoy. I'm pretty sure I started this story back in October 2012, I've been working on it for a long time, and it's finally ready! I like to write my stories first, so I can produce my best work, I have no deadline, and you have a story full out right away, or for how ever long it takes me to upload all the chapters in a day at least! Please, please, please... enjoy.

*I don't own any of the Danny Phantom characters that are mentioned thorough out this story at all. I only own one character, who you will met in upcoming chapters :)


"DANNY!" Sam yelled as the hunters guns loaded up. CRACK! They had shot him...

Danny jerked his head up off his desk with Mr. Lancer's shadow cast over him, yard stick in hand. "Mr. Fenton, I know my class isn't the most interesting, but it is the most important." He walked back up to the front of the room. " Your High School Assessments are coming up and I intend to have all of you pass the first time you take them," he picked up stack of papers and passed them out." These are your weekly homework assignment packets." the whole class groaned. "Today is Monday, they are due next Monday, no questions? ... OK moving on, solving equations is easy, but there can be many..." Mr. Lancer's voice faded out of Danny's mind, he flipped through page after page of his packet, "How am I supposed to do this and fight ghosts?" he wondered, "Maybe Lancer will cut me a break, I mean he knows what I have to deal with and -"

"Mr. Fenton?"

"Yes?"

"What is the first step for this equation?"

"Uhmm, do the parenthesis?"

"Okay, what do we do with them?"

"I guess you would subtract the 2 and the 3?"

"No. We distribute."

"Oh." Danny said. The rest of the lesson was like this. He would try to pay attention, he would zone out, and Lancer would call him out. The bell finally rang. Danny started picking up his books.
"Mr. Fenton, can I have a word with you before you go?" The class filed out the door, "We'll wait for you." Sam said and smiled. Danny nodded and made his way to Mr. Lancer's desk. "You wanted to talk?"
"Yes, I want to inform you that whether you decide to be Fenton or Phantom, that this work is still due with everyone Else's. You won't be getting special treatment from me because of your-" he paused. "Predicament. If anything I should be pushing you harder, your grades are slipping, you fall asleep in class, and you don't pay attention. I mean look at your sister, she's an honor student, she has offers coming from every ivy league college, plus she helps you fight ghosts. Please, set a good example by actually doing well in school, because I won't hesitate to hold you back if you don't clean up your act."

"I really am trying, but the only time I have to focus on my schoolwork while protecting Amity is basically an hour before I get here."

"Well maybe if you did your schoolwork before you started your shenanigans you wouldn't have that problem."

"I'd like to see you try it."

"You're dismissed."

"Yes, sir." He walked out the door and into the hall where he found Tucker and Sam. He grabbed Sam's hand and kissed it and continued walking with it in his hand. "What did Lancer want this time?" Tucker asked.

"He just wants me to do better than what I'm doing now." he said as they walked down the hall and to their lockers. "I mean, I've actually been trying to do my homework and study, but the only time I have to do it is around four in the morning."
Jazz ran up to them. "Hey Mr. Lancer told me he wants me to help tutor you Danny! Sam, Tuck, I need you to come to our house, I might need your help."

"This is your great idea?" Danny asked. He was in the lab, at a desk in one of his parents new ghost shields that works on humans and ghosts. If the ghost is inside, it gets ripped apart... molecule by molecule...
"Yes! You see, if ghosts can't get to you, they won't come after you. And if one leaks out of the portal, Sam, Tucker, and I have it covered and you won't be tempted to leave." Jazz said.

"Not that I can-"

"Now, you can focus on your schoolwork."
Danny sighed, "Fine, I'll get started... but if you guys need help I better be let out." he worked on his first page of weekly homework. "Okay, find the solution to the equation, 5(1+20x)-2=10. Parenthesis, what did he say about those?" He thought back to at the board, but his thoughts were interrupted when his spine went rigid and the feeling of cold overwhelmed him. He let out a small gasp of freezing air and stood up. He forgot he was under a ghost shield and tried to change into phantom. He felt a zap.
"Ow!" he yelled. Danny looked down at his shirt, there was a smoldering hole where his rings had started to envelope. When he looked up, Sam, Tucker, and Jazz were all equipped with their own ghost gear. And then, "Beware, I am the Box Ghost!"

"Prepared to be packaged Box Ghost! I've been working on my banter." Jazz said excitedly, then she took her stance and held up the thermos. She missed and the ray bounced off the wall and hit the ghost shield with Danny inside.
"Hey, maybe this wasn't such a bad idea, Jazz!" Danny exclaimed.
Tucker shook his head and captured the ghost. An hour and a half more of no ghosts later Danny was done his work, at least until Wednesday.
POP! The ghost shield had gone away. Danny stretched his arms out and rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I'm going to change my shirt,." Danny stated pointing at the hole. "Then why don't we get something to eat at the Nasty Burger, my treat?"

"Good, I'm starving!" Tucker said.

"You just ate four slices pizza, how in the world are you still hungry?" Jazz asked.

"You don't know Tucker if you haven't met his appetite." Sam said to her. "Let's get out of here."
Right as they turned around, Jack bounded down the stairs, Danny knew their plans were going to be delayed immediately.

"Hey, kids! I'm going to empty all the thermoses into the portal, anyone want to help?"

Jazz jumped up, "Of course Daddy!" She grabbed a thermos and put it into the slot. "Which button do I push?" Jazz asked.
"The one on the-" Danny didn't finish his sentence. Jazz pushed the button on the portal. "-thermos."
"Oops." Jazz backed up as the portal began to malfunction.


Okay, I decided to make it seem like instead of Jazz emptying the thermos into the ghost zone, that all of the ghost zone was being shoved into the thermos... which obviously can't happen! Hope enjoy while ch2, is immediately being uploaded!