Just about every Danny Phantom fan writes what they think happened after PP, and I'm no different. Yay, minor editing! Not too much, just fixed the speech issues as best as I could and made it sound a little bit more advanced. (Doubt it did much good) Rate and reply! I need it. I do not own Danny Phantom, and never willL. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Welcome back

"Danny, you need to get up!" called Danny's mother, Maddie. Little did she know, he had been up since about 3:30 in the morning. It wasn't from ghost fights, but just from pure anxiety. Instead of bothering to get up, he tried to go intangible. Since he was so tired, he went invisible instead. He was too tired to really care, or remembering how smart his mother was. She walked next to his bed, hoping to see her son starting to wake up. Instead, she saw an indentation of Danny. "Danny, get up. I can see your imprint," she coaxed. Danny, in reply, sighed and became visible again. He knew he had serious bags under his eyes, and the gasp from his mother once he was in a sitting position confirmed any doubt he had. "You really don't want to go back, do you, sweetie?" she asked in a motherly voice. He just nodded slowly, his raven black hair falling into his eyes for a moment. He quickly brushed it away. Every school in the world had been given the week off to celebrate Danny Phantom and all the other ghosts for saving them from "The Disasteroid". Danny had hated the fame instantly. He couldn't go three feet from his house without getting mobbed by fans and paparazzi. People did give him space when he fought ghosts, though, but pictures were taking during a fight, and it was distracting for both the ghost and Danny. He hated not being able to see Sam or Tucker, and not seeing Sam when they had finally started going out really ticked Danny off. He officially understood what being a celebrity was like, and he hated every minute of it.

"Danny, you have to go back some time. Now, when everyone else is going back would be better than later," his mother reminded him.

"Ok, fine," Danny decided." I kind of need to change into some regular clothes, so, could you, well, umm"

"Of course," his mother said.

She walked out of his room and closed the door. Danny waited a couple of moments before he got up and walked to his dresser. He put on his regular t-shirt and washed out jeans. He quickly slipped on his red sneakers and phased threw the ground, landing directly next to the kitchen table.

"Morning everyone," he groggily said and rubbed his face. His mother and father jumped when they heard his voice without hearing and footsteps.

"We still aren't use to you phasing threw everything, Danny," his mother explained to him.

Jazz, on the other hand, wasn't fazed at all by his phasing, and just waved over her book. Danny promptly rolled his eyes and walked over to the cabinets to get some breakfast. He took his bowl of cereal to the table and sat down. While he was eating, his lower arm went intangible, like it had during the first month of his possession of ghost powers, and milk splattered onto the table and in his face. Both his parents looked at him, very concerned, and even his sister had looked above her book to see her brother splatter himself with milk.

"Danny," his mother asked," from what you told us, you haven't done that since the first month you had your powers. You must be really nervous to have a slip up like that."

Worry was clearly pressed on her face. "Actually," he managed to cough out, nearly choking on his cereal. "That isn't why. Remember when the portal blew up around the time the Master's Blasters showed up?" Everyone else nodded, looking extremely confused. "That was my fault. I never actually told you properly." Both his parents looked extremely concerned. He had to keep his lie up to stop his parents, especially his mother, from getting any more worried than they already were.

"I had gotten so fed up with Vlad's team, that when they arrested you, I got rid of my powers. Sam, Tucker, Jazz, and I kind of went into the ghost zone by a natural portal to round up some ghosts to save the world; nearly all of them blasted me with ecto-rays. That's how I got my powers back. They haven't really retained full strength yet. I still have some clumsy moments."

Both of his parents seemed to believe his lie, but his sister didn't seem convinced. Fortunately she didn't say anything. Maybe she understood why he was lying, or could tell he was hiding a secret. Either way, he was grateful she kept her mouth shut. He checked the electronic clock on the microwave sitting on the counter. He decided now was as good a time as ever to leave for school. "I promised to meet Sam and Tucker at school before it started, so I have to go," He told his family. Two rings of white light appeared around his waist, and traveled up and down, turning Danny Fenton into Danny Phantom, his alternate ego, and flew out of Fenton works, his home.

As Danny flew, a million thoughts about how today could go raced through his mind. He remembered his dream from when Nocturn invaded Amity Park. He had a chance of starting to get good grades, become quarterback, suddenly become friends with Dash Baxter, and go out with Sam. The biggest problem was his desires had changed since then. Becoming quarterback and being friends with Dash Baxter didn't appeal to him anymore. He had a greater chance than ever to become Dash's friend, but he would only be friends with him due to his powers. Also, becoming quarterback would require him to cheat, which he didn't want to do. The only things he really did want were to stay with Sam, get better grades, which could become easier, and stop being surrounded most of the time. Once he started thinking about staying with Sam, Paulina flashed into his head, and his face turned into a look of disgust. Since no one really knew Sam and Danny's new relationship, and everyone knew he was Danny Phantom, she would start trying to go out with him. That was the last thing he wanted. He officially decided today was going to be chaos and hectic.

He quickly noticed Casper High almost directly underneath him. He flew behind the dumpsters near the cafeteria exit, where he had actually promised to meet Tucker and Sam. He turned back into Danny Fenton behind the dumpster. The minute he walked out of his safe dumpster cover, Sam and Tucker rushed towards him. Sam hugged him, which he gladly returned, and they presumed to hold hands. Tucker slapped him on his back, but it felt more like a pat, and smiled gratefully at his two best friends. The three of them started walking to the main entrance of Casper High.

"So," Sam said," how do you think today will go?"

"I don't even want to think about it," Danny replied glumly.

"Well," Tucker started, "now that Paulina knows Danny is Fenton and Phantom, he can count on some flirting."

Sam promptly punched Tucker in the arm, making Tucker cringe. Danny chuckled at the familiarity of the situation, causing Sam to glare at him.

"What's so funny," she asked, sounding pretty annoyed.

"Nothing," he assured her. Sam still didn't look pleased by his answer, but he shrugged off her glare.

The bell alerting the students that they were almost late rang loudly. Danny was glad he wouldn't have to worry about being surrounded in the halls. Time to hopefully survive, he thought glumly as he walked in the halls with Sam and Tucker by his side.

The moment the three friends walked into their first class, which was Mr. Lancer's, everyone stood up and clapped really loudly, even Valerie, but Danny didn't notice. Danny looked at his friends' faces, hoping to see that they were smiling because they planned this entire thing. Sadly, though, they looked just as confused as Danny was. He was the first one to speak up.

"Uh, what's this for?" he asked.

"To thank you, duh," Dash piped up.

"But," Danny said, "You were supposed to do that this entire week, not now."

"Well, we never got to actually thank you in person."

Danny looked at the student body of Casper High. Just two weeks ago, the same students that had clapped for him when he walked in wouldn't have thought twice about Danny Fenton, regular teenager with strange parents and an overbearing sister.

"Look, this is great and all," he assured them, "but, I just want to be treated like a regular kid." No one really seemed to understand what he meant, and he just sighed.

"Well, then," Mr. Lancer replied," I suggest you take your seats Mr. Fenton, Ms. Manson, Mr. Foley." They did just that.

Mr. Lancer started his regular daily lecture on Shakespeare. Instead of instantly falling asleep, though, Danny decided he would actually try to focus, which could be really hard. He opened his notebook and started writing down things Lancer was saying that he thought might be useful on a future test. After about a minute or two of writing stuff down, a note fell on his desk. He immediately thought it was from Sam, but when he opened it, the hot pink ink and suffocating perfume assured him it was from Paulina instead. Rather than read what it said, he shoved the stupid note into his pocket. The second Danny picked up his pencil, another note landed on top of his desk. The fact that it was in the shape of a paper football immediately informed him it was from Dash or Kwan. He just shoved it in his pocket like he did with Paulina's note. He decided he would ignore any other notes that were thrown in his direction, and just wrote what Lancer said down. He completely zoned out from anything else, and started writing ridiculously fast. It vaguely registered in Danny's brain that his ghost powers were helping him. He was suddenly interrupted by a note hitting him in the forehead. He doubted many people would aim for his face, so he just opened it up, and was quickly confused

Danny-

Look up!

-Sam

When he did, all he could think was crap!

There were notes piled high on his desk and scattered near his desk. He knew this was all because he had to go and admit his secret to the world. Of course, Mr. Lancer decided to turn around at that exact moment.

"Now class, we will- The Diary of Anne Frank! What is on your desk Mr. Fenton?"

Danny started to squirm in his desk. "Uh," he stuttered, "From what I can tell, it's a bunch of notes that are around my desk."

"Oh, and you have absolutely no idea how they got there, Mr. Fenton?"

"No, Mr. Lancer. I've been, well, writing down the lecture."

Some people scoffed at his remark, thinking he was lying or thinking he was a dork.

"It's true!" Sam suddenly yelled. She held up his notebook for proof, and low and behold, there was his obscure handwriting all over the page. Before Lancer could reply, the bell rang, and everyone was out the door before Mr. Lancer could finish his sentence from before.

"Thanks for the save back there Sam," Danny said, smiling. "It's what friends are for," she assured him. "Or girlfriends," Danny joked. "Speaking of girls," Tucker said, standing behind them. "Yoo-hoo, Danny!" came a familiar voice. When Danny turned around and saw the speaker, he was extremely confused, but then he suddenly remembered last week. There, walking towards him was the one person who a while ago would've made Danny's pants fall off; the most popular girl in school; Sam's least favorite human being that anyone knew about, Paulina Sanchez.

Hope you enjoyed! This was really fun to write. It was originally a one shot, so that's why the chapter is so long. Flamers, go use your talent somewhere else please.