Hallo. I don't own Danny Phantom. Or Doctor Who. Quite obviously. But yeah. Ideas, criticism, and whatnot is encouraged. Lets hope this becomes halfway decent. Actually, let's hope I actually get halfway through the story without hiatus.

"Did you hear about what happened to the physics teacher?" Sam asked Danny and Tuck as they walked through the halls of Casper High.

"Uh, no" Danny said in reply.

"Well apparently he was scared out of town. No one knows where he went, though there are rumors of him running off to Florida." Sam informed.

"Florida?" Tuck asked. Sam shrugged.

"What chased him off?" Danny asked. Why did he leave? Did this mean he wouldn't have to take physics? Doubtful.

"Who knows?" Sam said in response. Soon the bell rang, and Sam, Tucker, and Danny headed to their respective classes. Danny, as it just so happened, had Physics.

Danny walked into his Physics classroom and sat down near the back. Subs tended to be more easygoing, and sitting near the back might allow Danny to get away with sleeping in class. He looked up to the front of the class to see a chipper man in his twenties sitting behind the desk and watching students trickle in. He had dark brown hair that was styled to stick up quite fantastically, and looked to almost defy gravity. He wore a brown pinstriped suit, and white converse, which were propped up on the desk. His brown eyes were the same color as his hair but there was something...strange about them. Almost like they were too old for the man. Danny immediately suspected ghost, but then told himself to stop being paranoid.

The late bell rang again, and the teacher stood up in front of the class, hands in his pockets. " 'Ello class, I'm Proffessor Smith, and I will be teaching you Physics." He said in a brittish accent. "Now, lets dive right in, eh? There's a textbook on each of your desks, turn to page 121." There was a collective groan throughout the class, Danny included. I guess this meant that he wouldn't be catching a break with this guy. He slid on a pair of stylish black glasses, and started the lesson. "Physics. Physics, physics physics physics." Some of the students gave him a strange look. Was he for real? Was this a joke? Or was this weird brittish dude just crazy? The word 'ghost' popped into Danny's head again, and again, Danny wrote it off as paranoia. Really though, this guy is kinda- Danny's thoughts were interrupted by a wisp of mist escaping the his lips, and immediately his hand shot up.

"Sir, can I go to the bathroom?" Danny interrupted.

The physics teacher stopped the lecture and stared at him for a moment, almost seeming to study him, but finally he said " Go ahead, Mr..." but before he could get Danny's name, the young half a was already out the door and on his way to deal with a ghost.

"Vlad?" The white haired black-clad teen puzzled as he floated towards his nemesis, not dropping his guard. "What are you doing here? It's the first day of school, can't you leave me alone for just one day?"

"Oh Daniel my boy, Plasmius chuckled. "When will you realize that I will not leave you alone until you join me?"

Danny laughed. "You're crazier than I thought if you think I'd ever join you." Danny shot a ball of green ectoplasm at Plasmius, who easily sidestepped it.

"Do you really want to fight me, Daniel?" The ghostly fruitloop asked, smiling.

"Honestly, no, so get out of here, Cheese-head." Danny launched another few plasma rays at Plasmius, knowing that none of them would actually hit them, and none of them did. Nevertheless, Vlad chuckled and left, noticing a certain professor looking at the two through the class window curiously.

The bell rang, and Danny swore. He'd missed half of his first period, and he just knew that there was homework that he would have to get after school. He sighed and flew back inside, transformed, and started heading towards his second period.

Well, hate to break it to you, but that's all you get for now, too busy. Bye peopoleses.