I wince as hits me one, two, three more times. I could hit him back. I could break every bone in his body without to much difficulty. Why don't I? Because I would get out of control. I would hurt a lot of people. I would show them that I'm Phantom. There are so many reasons why I don't show Dash a lesson. I would take cities down. I would end up killing Dash and Paulina. I would give Phantom a bad name.
"I'm going to make him cry!" Dash exclaims.
"What a geek!" Paulina yells. There are also so many reasons why I should. Sam would love me if Paulina disappeared. The look on Dash' s face of he woke up in the middle of nowhere. Geeks would rule the school. There are so many reasons. I would be a badass. I would be king of the school. I would have finally taught them a lesson. One hit, two hit, three more. I can feel the blood flow in stream from my nose.
"Dash, stop it! You're going way to far!" Kwan yells.
"You're really hurting him!" Star cries. So many reasons why I shouldn't. I would be arrested for murder. I would fall into depression from the guilt. I would go INSANE! So many reasons. I could just punch him in the jaw or stomach to get him off of me, but would I stop there? He had been bullying me for years, I would pound him into dust for ensuring that he has done to me. One punch would be the trigger.
"Danny!" I hear Sam yell from somewhere in the distance. Her voice is so melodic. She's like an angel.
"Back off, bitch," Dash says, pushing Sam. I see red for a second, but I don't get Dash. Not yet, anyways. He's asking for a broken neck. Don't, Fenton.
"Dash, stop!" Tucker yells. Dash has gone off the deep end.
"Great Gatsby!" Mr. Lancer exclaims. Once, twice, three times more, but I don't do anything. I never do because I might turn into Dan. Everything then goes black.
A/n I do not own Danny Phantom.
