Hello all. I know, this is really late, but I couldn't come up with anything to write. -shrugs- Not sure what to do after this...ok, I do a little, but I haven't gotten anything typed up. I'll try though. :D Please enjoy!
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After Danny walked off the plane he looked around the gate her spotted a tall black man in a black suit holding a sign with the name 'Fenton.' Danny sighed and walked over, he told the man he was Danny Fenton, he and the man - Mr. Nelson - went to baggage claim. After getting everything Danny followed Mr. Nelson out side to the parking lot, he walked up to a black limo and opened the door. 'Figures Vlad would make me been seen in his wealth,' he thought sliding into the back, he waited few minutes before he heard the trunk slam, and him walking to his door.
Mr. Nelson turned back in his seat, "We'll be at Manson Academy in about thirty minutes, maybe more seeing as it's near rush hour and it New York that's more that usual." he said.
"What time is it?" asked Danny, he looked at this clock but it was still on his time.
"It's four o'clock." answered Mr. Nelson turning back to the wheel and starting the car. "If you want there are some sodas in the mini-fridge and there's the controls for the radio back there." Danny nodded and reashed into the fridge and grabbed a Dr. Pepper. Then he turned on the radio, it was on a news station.
"Hello this is Ricky Bobby for a special report," started a man. "Lately there have been many attacks on New York, eye wittnesses say that they had ghostly powers." This got Danny's attention so he turned up the volume. "This may sound crazy to some, but for the residents of Amity Park it is a part of their dayly lives. Ghosts attack their city everyday, the most famous is Phantom. They aren't sure if he's evil or good, some times he attacks and some times he helps save the town. Could it be that these ghosts have moved on to New York? More on this at nine." There was a short pause and a Fall Out Boy song started to play, but Danny barly even heard his favoirte band.
'Ghosts? Here in New York?' he thought to himself. 'This is just too weird! The second I show up they move! Or maybe Vlad asked them to come here, cause trouble for me.' Danny sighed. 'I guess I'll just have to do something about this later.'
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Mr. Nelson pulled the limo up to the front of school and turned the engine off. He opened his door and walked around to Danny's side and opened his door. After that he grabbed his bag and they began to walk up to the front doors.
At the desk was a woman at a computer. She looked up and smiled. "Hello, welcome to Manson Academy. How my I help you?" she asked.
"I'm Danny Fenton," began Danny. "I'm new here."
The woman nodded and typed a few things on her computer, then looked up to him. "Daniel Fenton?" He nodded. "And the person paying for your stay is . . . Vladmir Masters?" She raised an eyebrow. "How did that happen?"
"He's a friend of my dad's," answered Danny, trying to keep the bitterness from his voice.
The woman nodded and printed a few things, then handed them to him one by one. "This is your class schedule, this is your room number and key. There is a map in this brocure and it also lists all our extra activities, feel free to choose any of them."
Danny looked through all of this things and nodded. "Thanks,"
"No problem," she assured him. "Oh, and all of your things have been moved to your room, including your new uniforms." Danny cringed at the last part, but nodded anyways.
Danny and Mr. Nelson walked out of the office buliding and back to the limo. From there they drove to buidling G and Danny was completely gobsmacked from the campus of the school. It was very grand and, well, expensive looking. When they entered the buliding they walked over to the elevator and took it to the top floor and to the end of the hall. Danny's room number was 1313.
Unlocking the door Danny was strongly reminded of the bedroom he staied in at Vlad's. There was a living room that was the same size and had a plasma screen with a complete set of electronics. In the corner there was a huge desk with a computer and printer on it. There was a couch and two plush chairs and a coffee table. There was a door that lead to the bedroom, again, this was fabulous. There was a queen bed and a small sitting area, a walk in closet and a chest of draws. Even all his things from his room had been unpacked!
Danny thanked Mr. Nelson and began to explore his room. It was nice, true, but Danny tried his best not to enjoy it too much. After all, it came from Vlad. But as much as he tried, he had to admit, it was an awesome room.
After another ten minutes Danny decided that it was time to explore the campus. Besides, it would be best if he found out where everything was tomorrow.
A lot of students were milling about in the hallways and looking at him a bit strangely, probably wondering why he wasn't in uniform or why they didn't reconize him. Danny ignored most of it and kept walking.
Danny was able to find all of his classes for tomorrow and the Dinning Hall, which he would be needing in another half hour, as it was already 6:30 and dinner was at 7 o'clock. That was when Danny noticed a small garden, deciding that it would be cool to check it out, he took the path.
After walking for a few minutes he walked into a small inclosure with a stone table. He froze when he saw a girl sitting there writing in a black notebook. She had dark hair that fell to her back and was pretty small. She had the school uniform, a pleaded skirt that fell to her knees and a white top with a small tie with the school emblem on it, but the most outstanding thing about this girl was her violet eyes.
Suddently she looked up and stared at Danny for a moment as he blushed. "Sorry," he began. "I was just exploring and, well, found this little garden and I've been in a plane all day so I wanted some air. I hope I didn't disturb you."
The girl smiled shly and Danny wondered if she was blushing, too, her face did look a little red . . . "No, you didn't," she said. "I was just writing." The girl thought for a moment. "I don't think I've seen you here before."
Danny nodded. "Yeah, I just arrived here from Amity Park."
"Amity Park?" asked the girl, her face lighting up. "The Ghost Town, cool!"
Danny laughed. "You think it's cool?" He asked, slowly walking over to the table. He pointed to the seat, as if to ask, 'Can I sit here?' The girl nodded and he sat across from her.
"Oh yeah," she nodded. "Ghosts are so awesome and, well, mysterious. I've read and watched everything I could get my hands on about Amity Park." The girl paused and blinked. "Oh, I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Samantha, but please, call me Sam."
"Hey, Sam," said Danny. "I'm Danny Fenton."
Sam smiled. "Danny Fenton? As in the Ghost Hunters' son?"
"Guilty," admitted Danny.
"That's so cool. I guess I know the people to meet," laughed Sam.
"I guess so," agreed Danny, thinking the same thing.
"So what brings you here?" Sam asked.
"Well," began Danny. "I was expelled from my old school for something I didn't do -" At Sam's questioning look, Danny answered the unasked question. "They found my teacher's ring in my backpack and they didn't believe me when I told them that I didn't have any idea how it got there."
"Really?" asked Sam, a little scepticly.
Danny nodded. "I guess if you don't believe me, that's ok. You did just meet me and everything."
Sam nodded and hesitated for a moment. "Weird thing is, I do believe you." The smiled at him and Danny did the same.
"So how did you end up so far away after you were expelled?" asked Sam.
"My dad's friend offered to send me here," answered Danny, this time not covering up his bitternes. "He's a total creep that wants to steal my mom from my dad so he's been trying to win me over with his money for about a year now."
"Bummer . . . and creepy," agreed Sam. "I know how you feel, well, to a point. My parents are always buying me things to make up for the fact that they never spend time with me. So who is this creepy dude?"
"Vlad Masters," said Danny tonelessly.
"Vlad Masters!" exclaimed Sam. "My dad is a huge friend of his . . . in fact, he said that he was sending someone here, too. I guess that's you."
"How did your dad know I was coming here?" asked Danny couriously.
Sam blushed. "Well, he's the Dean of the school. Jeremy Manson."
Danny was shocked for a moment, then he smiled. "Don't seem too proud of it."
Sam raised an eyebrow at him. "Well, duh. Like I said, he never spends time with me and thinks buying things and giving me credit cards will make up for that." Sam smirked. "Well the joke is on him and my mom. They've always tried to turn me into one of them, always as perfect and stuck-up as them, but I am my own person."
Danny laughed. "How so?"
"For one, I'm a vegitarian, which totally bugs them, but they go along with it," explained Sam. "And even though I haven't done it yet, I've been thinking about going a little Goth. I love the style and everything - I've even bought some clothes and stuff already, but haven't exactly gotten the courage to wear it all yet."
"Why not?" asked Danny. "Sounds pretty cool."
Sam blushed and shrugged. "I'm a little hesitant. The moment I do anything they don't like, they'll know. Either the teachers here will tell them, or one of my dad's 'perfect' students would report me." Sam laughed. "And they just so happen to be my friends."
"Bummer," said Danny.
"Yeah, I know." Sam rolled her eyes. "Like everything else in my life, my parents tried to control my friends. We have a few things in common, but other than that nothing."
Danny smiled. "I know I haven't know you for more than fifteen minutes, but hey, like that's going to stop me." Danny laughed. "I think you should try to show your parents you aren't like them and you are your own person."
Sam smiled. "Thanks, Danny." Then she shrugged. "And who cares how long we've known each other, I'm getting along with you better than my friends," she laughed.
"At least I know I have made one friend," said Danny.
"Of course," agreed Sam. "Glad to be your first."
"So should we be going to dinner," suggested Danny, looking at his watch. Sam nodded and put the black notebook she was writing in into her bag and stood up. As they began to walk toward the Dinning Hall, Danny glanced down at Sam's bag again. "So what were you writing about in that notebook?" asked Danny
Sam smirked at him. "Oh please, I am note going to tell you." She thought for a moment. "Unless you tell me some big secret about yourself."
Danny threw a mock glare at her. "Fine," he stated. "Maybe I will -when I get to know you a little better." In the back of his mind Danny knew the secret he wouldn't mind telling her. But that was insane! He had only just met Sam and yet he wanted to tell her his greatest secret.
Sam smiled at Danny. "That sounds like a promise."
"I think it is," agreed Danny.
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-giggle- Don't you like? There's so much flirting going on it's funny! Please review!
