Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Danny Phantom. O.o

a/n: Hello! I decided that I was obsessed with Romeo and Juiliet so...I wanted to write a story in that theme.

I would also like to add that I dedicate this to all the fans of my other stories. I really appreciate thatyou would actualy like my stories. I also appreciate thatyou give me tons of constructive critisism and ideas to boost up my stories to even greater heights (cheezy I know, but true).

Anyways I just wanted to get that out and...now I will leave you alone! Enjoy!


Danny's POV:

"Danny...Danny, Danny are you even listening?" Sam said from somewhere in the distance snapping me out of the trance that I was in.

"What? Oh, sorry Sam. I'm just a little out of it today." I sighed shaking my head. Actually that was a bit of an understatement. I had been out of it for a few days. What with all of the all night ghost hunts and overtime studying I was having to do, no wonder people were getting annoyed with me. I was barely ableto be considered a human anymore. Roaming around, moaning, and grunting at everything that passed. I was more like that zombie from season three of 'When Wierd Stuff Happens' then myself.

And all through this Sam and Tucker have been there. And even under these strenuous circumstances I managed an almost inaudibly weak smile. and then it dissapeared, like it never even happened. But Sam, clad in her normal black and purple garments, noticed.

"What are you smiling about? It's not funny. I'm really worried about you."

"I know Sam. It's nothing. Really."

"Alright then. Well, me and Tucker here have to go to class, so...see ya later." and as she dragged Tucker away she gave me a skeptic look.

I just smiled a crooked smile and waved to show her that I would be alright. But I don't think that she was satisfied with that. I sighed once I was fully alone and began to shuffle down the hallway towards my next class. And as soon as I reached my chair in the very back of the classroom I nearly melted into it. So for the rest of the day I drifted in and out ofconciousness waiting like my life depended on it for that bell for school to end to ring.

This was pretty much my coma-tose state for the rest of the finals. And when the scores finally came out a week later, I passed everything. I was so happy that I mustered up enough energy to escort Sam and Tucker to the finest pizza parlor in Amity Park. We had, I don't know...maybe five pizza's betweent the three of us. The scary thing was that Tucker actually unbuttoned his pants. Eeeeeewwwww!

Thank goodness it was Friday, otherwise I think that I would have been dead the next day from sleep deprivation. And when I woke up again it was still dark, and not because I woke up early, but because it was 6:00pm Saturday evening. But I felt good as new. I'm glad my mom left me alone.

On Monday we got our new scheduals for the updomming trimester, and this is what I got:

1) Art-Mr. Felps.-room A126

2) P.E.-Mr. Lancer-Gymnaisium

3) Leadership-Mrs. Carter-room C225

4) Drama-Ms. Hunt- Theater

Not bad. At leased they weren't all core classes. This would be easy. Not too much work I supose. Just then the bell rang and I made my way to Mr. Felp's classroom. An hour and a half later I stumbled out suffering from a major paint fumes headache. And I only had five minutes to get to my next class. The rest of the day went by in a flash as the headache slowly receeded away. Except in Drama. That is a different story. I entered the theater and took a seat next to some of my fellow students on the stage. We waited for about five minutes before the teacher finally came in. We immidiatly noticed her because she tripped on one of her long floral shawls.

"Oh good lord!" she mumbled as she picked herself up from the ground. Gathering up the papers that had been strewn all over the ground around her. I felt sorry, so I went over to her and helped her up.

"Thank ya kindly." she said fluffing her hair and sniffing in the direction of her sniggering students. She's from Texas so she had a southern accent.

"You're welcome." I wandered back over to the stage and waited patiently for our instructions for the day.

"Alright we are going to be breaking up into groups and practicing lines from Shakespear's 'Romeo and Juliet'."

We all gave an almighty groan and split up. To my delight I was placed with Paulina, but to my dismay Dash was also in the same group.

"Hey Fent-dumb, move it!" he said pushing me, making his way over to the beautiful tan girl.

"Jeese." I grumbled after regaining my balance. Guess I won't get to do anything with her today.

About 30 minutes into the class period Ms. Hunt stopped us and she cleared her throat, "Alright chilin's time to get yer buns in gear. This class is going to be putting on the final play of the school year! As you know last class I had put on the play 'Alice in Wonderland'...and we all know how that turned out. Anyways, I want this one to be the greatest this school has ever seen-"

But she was cut off. For just then a girl stumbled in. Her white blonde hair fell over her face as she braced herself. Her graceful, beautiful, porcelain white arms had flown out to stop the crash, and her perfect face showed a surprised look of complete embarassment. All of the girls giggled, but none of the boys could make any sound at all. She looked up at us, smiling a smile of pure happieness. She didn't seem at all phased by her clumsiness, and that had the girls laughing with her instead of at her. Her graceful legs carried her over to where the class and Ms. Hunt was (who was also giggling).

"Sorry I'm late. I just got here only twenty minutes ago, and then I got lost. So, sorry again. What are we doing?" her voice was like the finest wine trickling slowly down one's throat. An angellic mixture of softspokenness with a sort of power behind it.

"Well there sweety-pie, I was just telling the other little darlin's about the play we are going to be putting on. 'Romeo and Juliet'. You've read it of course?"

"Of course I have! It's my favorite! When are we getting started?"

"I was just 'bout ready to tell everyone that little peach. Please take a seat 'n yonder."

And she sat...right next to me. Before she had sat down, I had been almost in center stage with only a little room beside me. But, with her slender frame, she managed to squeeze in. I immediatly tensed up and goose bumps erupted all over my spine. I think she noticed because she glanced up at me for a brief momment and smiled. If you had stuck me in a pile of wood, you couldn't have told me apart from any of them. I was that stiff. And her eyes were the strangest shade of blue I had ever seen. Almost like ice. I did however manage to turn my attention over to Ms. Hunt.

"Anyways, I will be starting the triouts after school today if anyone is willing to stay behind after class. The rolls in the play are up for anyone in the school, so don't be surprised if you see some unfamilliar faces."

Ms. Hunt told us that the rest of the period was free time since she had to get the new girl situated. Oh hey, we don't even know her name yet. I thought as I gazed after her receeding back. And when the bell range I saw her surrounded by almost all of the kids from the drama class. Wanting to greet her, and find out who she really was. I couldn't hear much over the crowd so I just waited in the theater for the triouts. I watched the huge group leave, except for a few of the real dedicated drama kids who were also staying for the play.

Another five minutes passed, Ms. Hunt is always late. Even though she had been in there previously (she had to go to the bathroom). It's unbelievable. But, just as I was shifting in my chair to get up the doors opened. The group had come back, not as large as before, but still big. And she was standing in the middle. All I could do was stare. It was like she was a godess. From some fairy tale or another. She had to be. Someone that beautiful could not be created by any human pair.

But, before I realized I was starring a little too long, it was too late. She had glanced over at me and our eyes met. And normally when this happens a person would just look away quickly and not ever look again. But it was different when our eyes connected. Neither of us looked away, and we kept our eyes locked on each other. Sadly though a girl tapped on her shoulder and she had to look away. When the imaginary line was broken, I looked down at my hands that lay limp on the chair's arm rests. I shook my head and forced myself not to look back at her.

Ms. Hunt finally came though. Twenty minutes late. But at leased she made it. She came in with a large library cart filled with white booklets. She waved for all of the kids to come over and she told us to take a copy. I reached out and took one, but not before brushing my hand against a smaller, more softer one.

"Sorry..." I mumbled before I looked up to see who the hand belonged to.And her ice-blue eyes gazed back. I froze, getting caught up in her beauty. She blushed and turned away, heading back to the seats with her new group of friends. Taking a fleeting glance over her shoulder at me.

"All right y'all, I need you's to get up off of yer buns and onto the stage over ch'ere." Ms. Hunt called out to us from the electronics room overlooking the stage. She dimmed the floor lights and turned up the stage. And when we got up onto the stage, I thought I had gone blind. 'Cause when I looked out towards the seats all I saw was a blindingly white light.

"Good, now I want all of you to read from the same page, only in different groups. So I can get a feel for who you would most likely play. So...you, you, and you go over there, and you..." she said separating us accordinly.She told us to flip to act3 scene1. In my group we finally agreed (to much protesting) that I would play Romeo, Tucker (yes he came) would play Mercutio, Eric would be Benvolio, Dash would play Tybalt (surprisingly he wanted to be the bad guy) and so on.

"Help me into some house, Benvolio, or I shall faint. A plague o' both your houses! They have made worms meat of me. I have it, and soundly too. YOUR HOUSES!" Tucker said with much gusto that was very unnecesary, but worked pretty well.

"O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio is dead! That gallant spirit hat aspired the clouds, which too untimely here did scorn the earth. Here comes the furious Tybalt back again." Eric was trembling when he said his lines, which caused him to stammer. Poor kid.

"Alive in triumph-and Mercutio slain! Away to heaven, respective lenity, And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now. NOW TYBALT, take the villan back again that late thou gavest me, for Mercutio's soul is but a little way above our heads. Staying for thine to keep him company! Either thou or I, or both, must go WITH HIM!" I said trying my very hardest to sound convincing and truthful. I tried to imagine that I really was Romeo, fighting Tybalt to avenge my best friends death.

And the triouts went on. Ms. Hunt taking notes and assigning different parts from the story for all of us to read. I ended up being, Mercutio, Lady Capulet, the Prince, and Romeo. Wierd enough I had the part of Romeo mostly.

"That is all! I will post up the cast tommorow during lunch! Thank y'all fer commin'."

And we left. Tucker and I walked to my house to do homework, all of the way we pretended to joust and act like we were Romeo and Tybalt battling to the death.

"Seriously, I think you would make a good Romeo, Danny. I mean come on. I didn't know you could act like that." Tucker said throwing his stick on the ground and starring at me with laughing eyes.

"Well you weren't that bad at Mercutio either!" I said poking him with my stick.

"Ow, yeah, well let's just see what Ms. Hunt thinks."

"Good idea. See ya later!" I said waving to Tuck and entering my house.

Time Jump! The next day during lunch.

"Danny! Danny, oh my god! Come here quick!" Sam said pulling on the front of my shirt, trying to make me go faster.

"Sam! What is it!" I asked trying to dig my heels into the ground.

"You'll never believe what part you got in the play!" Tucker said from behind me.

"What? What did I get? What did you get?" I called out over my shoulder.

"You'll see, and I got Mercutio." he said grinning like a little kid in a candy store.

"You need to tell me what I got! That's not fair!" I said.

"Hurry up." Sam said tugging on my shirt like I was some horse. But I did go faster. I wanted to see what I had gotten. I hope it wasn't anything too bad. I mean...I hope I didn't have to play a woman.

Sam finally had pushed her way through the crowd that had gathered around the sheets of paper on the wall and stopped in front of me so I couldn't see.

"Sam!" I whined frustrated. She just smirked and turned triumphantly, pointing to the first sheet of paper, at the top, to the very first name.

"Oh my god...I-I'm Romeo?" I gulped starring at the document like a retard.

"Yep." Tucker said laughing. He was correct. There it was:

Casting for Romeo and Juliet:

Romeo Montague: Danny Fenton

Juliet Capulet: Angeline Brookheart

Mercutio: Tucker Foley

Tybalt Capulet: Dash Baxter

Lady Capulet: Paulina Sanchez

And on and on it went. right down to, Stray Pedestrian #8: Eric Heatherman. Poor Eric.


a/n: Well, I hope you like it so far and that you keep on reading. Luv Y'all! O.o