Disclaimer- DO I LOOK LIKE BUTCH HARTMAN TO YOU!
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Danny scowled as he sat at his desk. He had way to much homework, got detention for being late, was grounded for a month, and Tucker and Sam were angry at him.

Jazz picked that time to come into his room.

"Hey Danny! How was school?" Jazz asked him. Danny let his eyes glow green at her.

"Bad?" Jazz asked.

"Bad doesn't even describe it! Everyone hates me!" Danny shouted.

"Danny, everybody doesn't hate you," Jazz said.

"Yes they do! Tucker and Sam hate me because I was fighting ghosts when I was supposed to meet them at the movies, Mr. Lancer hates me because I'm always late, and Mom and Dad hate me because I'm Danny Phantom, and because I'm a loser," Danny said.

"I don't hate you," Jazz reminded him.

"Thanks for reminding me! You hate me because I'm your brother!" Danny shouted at her.

"But-" Jazz began.

"GET OUT!" Danny shouted, his eyes glowing green.

Jazz obeyed, letting him cool down. Inside she heard him mumbling about how he's a loser. Danny wasn't a loser. And Jazz was going to prove it.
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Sorry it's so short! I'll updtae, ASAP!1

SNEAK PEAK!
Danny's ghost sense went off. He ran down into an alley, and transformed into Danny Phantom. He started searching for the ghost when a lady, about 20, floated towards him She had long black hair, and a pink shirt, with blue jeans. She carried a clipboard and looked very board.

"Daniel Phantom, I've come to inspect your Hover car," She said.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Danny asked confused.

"You mean you didn't know? Somebody signed you up for the Hover Car 5000," She said.