A/N: This is my first fanfic, how exciting! I sure hope it goes well, hehe. Even if it doesn't, I promise to finish this because I refuse to leave you in the dark. I hate making promises, but I do follow through, so look forward to that. I'll update about once a week with at least 1000 words or so. As I get into it more, I may write more frequently, though I'm pretty busy with life, so we'll just have to wait and see.

Also there is on major change: Valerie and Danny have switched places, which I figured I'd tell you because I wanted to avoid confusion. Some things haven't changed though…

Disclaimer: I own nothing, and no phantom planet (can we all just pretend that episode didn't happen in general)

Danny's POV

The day had started off normally – the Box Ghost had come and gone, Lancer announced a pop quiz, and I had gotten stuffed in a locker. For someone who had been an A-lister back when he had money, things sure had changed fast, though how much they had ever liked me was up for debate. Football wasn't my thing after all. They were probably just waiting for a good opportunity to kick me out honestly.

I had hoped maybe the trio would be willing to at least talk to me, but Valerie didn't seem to like me much, and honestly? The feeling was mutual. She always claimed to be off doing "important things," but I had to have job on top of the whole fighting ghosts thing. It was a miracle I wasn't completely failing any classes!

Yeah, that's right, ghosts are real, and some guy called Vlad Masters had given me a pretty sweet suit for fighting them. Sure, I didn't trust him much, and there was technically this ghost called Val Phantom who did the same, but she was kinda an asshole, and I don't think even a ghost can be everywhere at once.

Finally, someone opened my locker and let me out, disrupting my thoughts. They really needed to put some kind of release latch on the inside of those things. "Hi Tucker, Sam, Valerie." I said after getting up from where I had fallen. "Thanks for letting me out." Valerie was glaring at me like I had somehow stuffed myself into the locker.

"No problem." Tucker responded. "I think you're bleeding."

"Yeah, probably just caught my arm on a sharp piece of metal, I'll be fine." I said, seeing the small cut on my arm. I'd had worse. Seeing as Valerie was still giving me the death glare, I went off to my next class.

(x)

Usually, I appreciate lunch, but my little ghost detector thing gave me an alert to go fight some ghost, so no food for me today. "Hey tin can!" I shouted, firing at the 'Ghost Zone's Greatest Hunter.'

"Ghost child?" Skulker seemed confused. "Why are you wearing the Red Huntress' suit?"

"Dude. Spoiler alert; my suit. I'm the 'Red Hunter,' and not amused that you're calling me a ghost." I raised an unseen eyebrow. I had fought this guy before, maybe he had banged his head.

"Well, ghost child or not, I will have your pelt!"

"The only pelt you'll be getting is being hit by my blasts!" Not my best work, but it'll do. I dodged a few rockets before managing to take out his arm launcher. He tried to get me in a net but failed, as I shot it to bits before it reached me, and I managed to hit him a few times as well.

After I had fought for a while and was ready to capture him so I could get rid of him, Phantom showed up. I might not blame her for anything specific, but that girl is kind of an asshole – half the time she shows up when I'm already done and just takes the ghost and leaves. I don't mind not having to deal with getting rid of the ghost, but couldn't she come sooner?

I can't help myself and fire off a few shots in her direction. I miss, obviously. I don't want to risk actually hurting her, and she leaves with a few parting ectoblasts of her own. I hurry back to school, looking at the clock. Damn, late for class again. Valerie smirks at me from the corner, like she knows something I don't (typical) and I get a lecture on the importance of timeliness. Lucky for me I was only a few minutes late, so no detention. I sit through the rest of class only half paying attention, and soon the whole day was over.

My break was not to last however. I was minding my own business, walking through the park, when I was accosted by none other than Sam and Tucker. I had thought they weren't interested in bullying me but perhaps I was wrong. Why else would I be pinned under a bush?

"Oh! Sorry Danny." Sam rolled off of me and I took a deep breath. Apparently they had tackled me for some more benign reason.

"What is going on?" I asked, before feeling the vibration of my ghost-detecting thing.

"Uh… ghost fight. Like, right over there." Tucker said, peering out through the leaves. "Phantom's dealing with Technus."

"That's the one that controls technology, right?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah." Sam said, joining Tucker in watching the fight. Once they were distracted, I snuck away and my suit slid on. If it was done by the time I got there, great, but I did want to rub the suit Technus gave me in his face. 'But how?' you may ask. By whooping his ass with it!

I flew in on my board and saw Phantom had already gotten to him. She seemed to be having a bit of trouble, as he was hiding from her by going around and around a building. I shot him a few times so he would stop.

"Hey! Over-complicated calculator!" He turned to face me, probably spouting more nonsense about taking over the world, and with that simple distraction Phantom caught him. She didn't bother to thank me or anything, just flew away with a glare. I will never understand the female half of the population.

I headed home and the suit came off in a nearby alley before I went inside.

"Hey dad, I'm gonna head to work! See ya." It was a brief stop, what can I say. I have to keep working if I want to get into college, since that dog got my dad fired. Well, Phantom being there didn't help any, and I did resent him for a while, but I got over it. Dwelling on bad experiences from the past gets you nowhere, and besides, I knew… well that was weird. I keep getting this feeling that I know Phantom and should trust her, but I've never spoken to her or anything. How could I possibly know her intentions? Sure, she's said repeatedly that she's just trying to protect Amity Park, but can you really trust a ghost?

With these thoughts swirling around in my mind, I started my shift.