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Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Danny Phantom or any of the characters *uncontrollable tears*
Valerie POV:
"Ugh."
I finally had some time to relax. Ever since that stupid ghost kid and "his" dog ruined my life by destroying Axion Labs causing my dad to lose his job and for me to become a social outcast, I became a ghost hunter seeking revenge. And as if ghost hunting wasn't hard enough, I had to take a job at the Nasty Burger to help with money. At least I got promoted to cashier, and no longer had to wear that disgusting costume.
"Valerie! I'm about to leave for work in a few. If you're hungry, dinner is on the stove." My dad thankfully got his job back in Axion Labs. It didn't pay as much as before, but at least we were getting some money in.
I didn't really even care much about being rich anymore. Becoming lower middle class gave me an opportunity to learn who my friends were and weren't. Dash, Paulina, And Kwan were not my friends. Not now, not ever. I still talked to Star, but it wasn't the same as before. I made new friends though. Ironically, they were the same kids I used to make fun of when I was an A-Lister. Danny Fenton, Sam Manson, and Tucker Foley have all welcomed me with open arms!
Well okay Tucker welcomed me with open arms. Danny and Sam weren't really into the whole "being friends with the girl who taunted us" thing. Danny eventually gave into getting along with me, and now he's the person I'm closest to. Sam still didn't like me, and now I'm starting to believe it was because she was jealous of Danny and I becoming closer. Oh well. For some weird reason Tucker seemed to not like me either. My only guess was that he was also jealous. I guess it is kind of messed up that Danny and I like each other. Tucker is Danny's best friend, and he did have his eye on me first.
It doesn't matter anymore though. I had to break things off with Danny when I realized my little "hobby" might put him in danger. He looked so torn apart, and I wish he knew this was for the best. I just couldn't let him know about my extracurricular. He would try to help me, but that would defeat the purpose of ending our "relationship". Besides, I knew he and Sam would eventually get together. Anyone and anything could predict that.
I never really had anytime to delve on my relationship with Danny, because I was always either doing schoolwork, working at the Nasty Burger, or-
Beep! Beep!
"Or hunting ghosts." Sigh. I jumped off my bed, and I was instantly covered in my red and black ghost-hunting suit.
I was relieved that my dad already left for work. He knew about my ghost hunting thanks to the bane of my existence, but he definitely didn't condone it. I didn't understand why, because I was helping keep this town safe. Yeah I could get hurt or die, but I also could get hurt and die being one the innocent people who mind their own business getting attacked by ghosts. Which is better- getting hurt not making a difference, or getting hurt saving people from danger? I vote on the latter. So I was still going to fight ghosts no matter what the consequences were. My dad had nothing to worry about; I was practically a pro already!
I hopped out of my window, and called forth my board. Looking at the tracker, I moved forward in the direction of the dot. Surprisingly there was only one dot, and he wasn't moving. Usually I saw Phantom fighting some other ghost, but I guess if this dot was Phantom he was causing mayhem on his own today.
The tracker led to me to the Amity Park Mall. I remembered that Danny, Sam, and Tucker were coming here after hanging out at the Nasty Burger. They never actually told me, I just became accustomed to eavesdropping on their conversations. Of course I couldn't hear everything, and sometimes when I could hear them again they said weird things that I couldn't quite explain or decode. I missed hanging out with them even though Danny was the only one who accepted me. I still had a little hope though, since I caught him staring at me. My heart started doing somersaults for about five seconds after, and then I was depressed all over again thinking about how I never would be close to Danny again.
However my thoughts and feelings about Danny vanished, and formed into pure animosity once my ghost tracker started vibrating furiously. (I always put my tracker on vibrate when I get closer to the ghost so they don't know I'm on to them.) I was very confused. I couldn't see any ghost, but according to my tracker the ghost was so close I was literally on him. And maybe…. I was.