Okay. I forgot my disclaimer on my other story so… I guess I have to do it on this one. I don't own Danny Phantom. Okay, now that that's done, I just got finished watching Beauty Marked, and even though I've been making this story for like 3 weeks (and haven't written it down. I'm sooo stupid), I had the sudden urge to put it on fanfic. So make not I'm trying to remember all of this so please don't yell…I'm trying! So here is chapter one.

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Danny walked through the halls of Casper High. It was the day after the Miss Teenage Happy Princess Beauty Pageant, in which Danny was the judge.

"So, do you think all those girls want to scratch my eyes out still?" Danny asked his two friends.

"I don't know, but you we're gonna have to pick someone. It just happened to be me," Sam answered.

"Uh, but by the looks of it, they may still be mad," Tucker pointed to a mob of girls surrounding Danny's locker.

"Oh great," Danny sighed.

He cautiously walked up to the girls, "Uh, hi." He laughed nervously, "do you, girls need something?"

In a split second the girls had yanked Danny up to his locker and he was being pushed and held up against it.

"Uh, I take it your still mad," Danny winced.

"You didn't think twice about who you picked, Fenton! How could you pick her," Paulina pointed at Sam.

Sam put her hands on her hips.

"Yeah, Fenton! You'd better pick again, or you'll be too blind to see the light of day!" Star plunged her razor sharp nails in the air in front of Danny's face.

"I uh-," Danny began.

"Briiiiiiiiiiiing!" the bell rang.

Paulina growled, "This isn't over Fenton!" Then she dropped Danny and stomped off to class.

Danny rubbed the back of his neck. He laughed slightly, "Yep, their still mad."

"Dude, you just got beat on by a bunch of girls," Tucker began to laugh.

Danny glared at him, and began to collect his books.

"Wow Danny, I think just about every girl in the pageant was there," Sam commented as they walked to class.

"Yeah, except for you and Val."

They got into class just as the bell rang. Every girl in the room shot Danny wicked glares as he sat down. Danny ignored them, "What could a bunch of girls do to me anyway?" he thought.

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Danny somehow lived through the boredom of classes before lunch. He got more evil glares as he walked to his usual lunch table holding what was supposed to be some kind of meat and vegetables (but Danny could have sworn he saw it breathing and move once. School lunches are always weird)

"Ya know, after a while, all the stares begin to look the same," Danny said, looking over at Ashley sticking her tongue out at him.

"Just ignore them. There all preppy, shallow freaks anyway," Sam began to eat her salad.

Once or twice during lunch a girl would walk past him and jab him in the back or something. He would get some food thrown at him, or he'd get some strange lip syncing.

He ignored it as best he could, but after a while it just got annoying.

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The end of the day finally came. By then, Danny knew just about every hatred stare anyone could give him. He opened his locker to see a pink note fall out. It smelled strongly of perfume and had neat handwriting with hearts dotting the I's. It read:

Dear Danny,

I really like you, but I've been too afraid to tell you. I'm much better at writing than at talking. I'm not a people person. But anyway, I'd like to tell you tomorrow after school. So meet me just east of the entrance okay? See you there.

Love,

Your Cupcake.

Danny stared at the strange letter for a second before receiving a loud "What!" from Sam.