Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom. Butch Hartman does. Luckeh bastard...
You know, I've always wondered what everyone else thought of my ghost powers. Sam, Tuck, Jazz, and Vlad, I mean. Really.
It musta been weird, especially at first, knowing that I could just -zap- I'm a ghost, ya know? I mean, at first I was in denial. Tuck helped me believe. Then Sam talked me into 'using my powers for good' blah blah blah. Don't get me wrong-- I like Sam. Maybe even as more than a friend. Maybe not. I don't know and quite frankly, I don't care as long as she doesn't hate me.
But then again, I could say the same for Tuck. Though I love him as a best friend, nothing more.
Anyway, I know it was weird for Jazz because at the time she strongly disbelieved in ghosts. Is disbelieved even a word? Hmm...Oh well...
But she was acting all weird during the Spectra thing and she kept poking me. I think I still have the bruises.
I bet it musta given Vlad some sort of relief. That there was another half-ghost half-human freak, I mean. That's what we are. Half-ghost, half-human freaks. But I don't mind now. I've saved alot of people, and nobody else knows-besides Sam, Tuck, Jazz, and Vlad.
Or is that just what we think? It's not like it's this mega-hard concept to figure out, really. I mean, come on! You'd think at least Mom would know, right? I'm her son, for God's sake! She ought to know me better! Whoah, calm down dude. She'll figure out eventually, and if not, I'll tell her, I guess.
I don't know.
I'm 14, I can't have everything under control, right? No matter what I say...
But for the things I can't control, I have my best friends to fall back on. Sam, Tuck, Jazz, and...Myself, I guess.