It is lunchtime at Casper high, Dash looks down at his food that closely resembles what a ghost left behind after phantom pulverized it. He pushes his tray aside with disgust, the letter he received this morning has eradicated his already low appetite.

"Hey Dash," Kwan just got out of the lunch line and sat down next to Dash. "You look depressed."

"Yeah, I was just rejected by another college," dash sighs "apparently my football skills aren't enough to get me into a good university!"

"Man, that sucks. Wanna go wail on Fenton? That will cheer you up!"

"Nah dude, I don't want to mess with him." Dash seems unsettled by the idea of messing with the class loser.

"WHAT?" Kwan looks at Dash like he's crazy, "why are you scared of Fenton?"

"You don't understand man," Dash now looks blatantly afraid.

Kwan tries to think of what has Dash so paranoid about the kid who seems like he is scared of his own shadow. He always is the first one to run away from the frequent ghost attacks, he never stands up to them when they are shoving him into lockers, and he almost failed PE (even if it was his highest grade).

Kwan eyes his friend with concern, "you're paranoid Dash."

"No, I'm not," Dash lowers his voice "you're not in his gym class like I am."

"Wait, Fenton took another gym class? I thought he hated working out!"

"Yeah, I thought that it was odd too, until Mrs. Teflaf had us go through a section on swimming."

"What has that got to do with anything?" Kwan is confused with Dash's reluctance to go into detail about Fenton.

"Have you ever seen Fenton without a baggy shirt on?"

"No, why should that matter?"

"Fenton avoided almost all of the days we went swimming, until the teacher said he would fail unless he participated in all sections at least once." Dash stopped to make sure no one else could hear what he said next, "when he had his shirt off we could all see that Fenton is ripped, he may be skinny, but the weight he does have is all muscle."

"No way!"

"Totally, before that I thought that his skills he showed when he actually showed up for class were flukes fueled by adrenaline to keep his grade up."

"C'mon, there must be more than that to scare you!"

"Fine, there was another... Incident."

Kwan looks at Dash expectantly, waiting for an explanation.

"You know about the procedure the school instituted a couple years back for ghost attacks? About a week after our swimming course we were lifting weights, Fenton choose the smallest weights he could get away with and wasn't even breaking a sweat. The temperature must have dropped like twenty degrees then, I could swear I saw Fenton's breath. Mrs. Teflaf hit the ghost alarm and I saw a mean looking ghost phase through the walls." Dash shuddered at the memory. "We all run into the ghost proof Fenton panic room the school had installed, and the teacher sealed us in once she thought everybody was inside. She started counting heads while there were some loud banging sounds outside. That's when I noticed Fenton wasn't in there with us, I told the teacher and all she said was Fenton would have to fend for himself, she was too scared to reopen the door." Dash took a deep breath then continued, "after a few minutes of what sounded like fighting, we all hear someone pounding on the door. Then we hear Danny telling us the ghost is gone and it's safe to come out. We open the door and we see Fenton breathing heavily with a sheen of sweat covering his forehead; the weights we were using were thrown across the room denting the floors and bleachers."

"What did Fenton do?"

"I don't know, Fenton ran out of class right after and when we asked him later all he told us was that the ghost ran out after Phantom appeared."

"Weird, maybe he actually learned something from his parents?"

"Yeah, ever since then I've gotten the feeling that when I bully Fenton he is just letting me hit him and it doesn't even hurt him at all. I tried to irritate him but he snapped when I called 'Dan'."

"What did he do?"

"Nothing really," Dash again is reluctant to talk about the source of his consternation "He pushed himself up off the floor where I had pushed him and started to walk away with some comment about how we were through for today. I tried pulling him back but he just shrugged me off like it was nothing. He turned around to face me and told me not to call him that. The look in his eyes when he said that..." Dash shudders and then continues, "then I think he muttered 'I won't turn out like that' and left me standing there, I didn't even try to stop him after that it was so freaky."

"He probably got that from his family, they're all freaks!"

"Probably but I still won't be messing with him, I'm sure there's some new freshmen to pick on."