A/N: Wow omg thanks so much for the reviews and follows! Also just for looking at it! (like 100 people have done so?!) I've never really shared my writing with other people before, so I'll admit I was super nervous. If anyone notices grammar mistakes or has suggestions you can pm me or review or whatever. probably pm for major suggestions as to plot.I have it mostly planned out but not specific events so help is always accepted.

Also I drew a cover! That was the most enjoyable 9 hours I have had in a while. (I'm a bit obsessive over details so it takes me a while to smooth all the lines and stuff)

Anonymouse: yeah I'm a pretty salty person and Danny is canonically kinda salty so I couldn't resist! Glad you like the story.

Invader Johnny: hehe for sure :3 That's a lesson a lot of people need to learn actually.

BaconLover1800: Well I updated! It really shouldn't take me this long to write 1000 words considering I have everything that's going to happen planned out, but… details are hard. I generally write this a few sentences at a time whenever I can.

Diva180: One of those may be correct. (ooo I'm so mysterious… being an author is fun huehue )

Val's POV

Sometimes I swear, it's like Danny is trying to steal away my friends. I mean just today, when he got stuffed in a locker, I know he was making eyes at Sam. Which, I mean, I don't have anything specific against him, but come on. He's attacked me in the past! Sure he stopped and only shoots at me in a sort of joking matter, and yeah, he doesn't know I'm Phantom, but still! Stop flirting with my bestie dude, it's creepy. (Not to mention that he works for Vlad, which will always be an ew factor.)

So of course, when my ghost sense went off and he didn't show up at lunch, I figured I'd just let him deal with it and finish eating. Tucker and Sam didn't need to know there was a ghost around, and I knew he could deal with it. He's actually really good at what he does, whatever my personal opinions of him are, so I could finish my lunch and run over there to take the ghost away. Who knows what a ghost might tell him – if he's going to find out my secret I would rather he not hear it from a ghost.

He took some shots at me as I was leaving, as he does sometimes, and I knew it was because of my tardiness. He didn't try too hard and I shot back, but it made me feel a bit better. It's always good to know you annoy someone who annoys you back, especially when they come to class late. Lancer always was a stickler for the rules, and he loved a good lecture.

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After school, Sam, Tucker and I went to the Nasty Burger. Danny was behind the counter, evidently having graduated from being the mascot, and we ended up ordering our food from us.

"Hi Danny. " Tucker said, deliberating on which sandwich was the meatiest. How do I know? He always does that.

"Let me guess. The extreme burger? It's our special and the bun is covered with bacon." Danny asked, with one eyebrow raised.

"Yeah! How did you know dude?"

"Your meat obsession is kinda obvious. That's our most meat-covered burger yet. You're perfect for each other." Danny replied jokingly.

"True enough. I gues the whole school knows about that," Tucker grinned. Sam was glaring daggers at him but he continued to be oblivious.

"And I'll have a tofu burger, thanks. Keep his as far away from mine as possible." Sam continued to glare at Tucker, and I couldn't help but laugh at their argument.

"Don't make a scene you guys!" I punched Tucker on the arm since he was the closest and the least physically fit. It's always best to avoid Sam's rage. "I'll have the regular nasty burger."

"Alright, should be done in 5 minutes or so. Drinks?"

"Sure." I said, and Sam and Tucked nodded in agreement. We took the cups and paid, heading to our usual booth to wait for the burgers to be done.

"I didn't realize he worked here." Tucker said. "So how did the ghost fight go at the end of lunch go?"

"Pretty quick. Danny made it there first so I didn't have to do much actually." I shrugged. I wasn't technically lying, just… leaving out the part where I let him get there first on purpose.

"What ghost was it?" Sam asked.

"Skulker. That guy is really creepy. Who would want a rug made of skin? It wouldn't even be soft, I mean come on." I shook my head and ate some more of my burger. Ghost fighting really drains your energy.

"No kidding. You know actually, this evening while you were fighting Technus, we accidentally tackled Danny." Tucker said around a mouthful of food.

"Yeah, he's actually really good at slipping away too. He's at least as elusive as you are." Sam smirked. "You'll have to up your game if you want to stay on top."

"Haha real funny Sam. He's backed by Vlad, he has to be all sneaky – it's probably in the job description." I snorted. "And Tucker, at least try to keep your food in your mouth."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm already finished, see?" Dang, but Tucker eats fast. He must have seen my incredulous expression because he grinned.

"It was the best burger I've ever had!" He crossed his arms defensively. "Not my fault meat is so delicious."

"You say that every time you come here." Sam rolled her eyes.

"Oh boy here we go." I said as some screams filtered in from outside and a breath of cold air passed through my lips. I stood and went into the restroom. "Going ghost!"

I flew outside and saw… the box ghost. Ugh, typical. I swear that guy just shows up more and more often as time goes on. How does he even get out of the ghost zone so quickly? For that matter, I didn't think I'd released him yet! Maybe I should try to get my parents to make a rectangular thermos, because if it could hold him for longer, that would be a relief.

On cue, the Red Hunter showed up. It was weird, earlier, when I was fighting Technus, he kept calling me "boy," but I'm pretty sure I look like a girl, and he's never done that before. He seemed confused and it was easier to take him down than usual. Well, that and my irritation at being called a boy – it was like he expected someone else to show up.

"Oh great. It's Boxy. Again." The Red Hunter/Danny muttered.

"Tell me about it." We weren't on good terms exactly, but our opinion of this particular ghost was the same.

"For all the fact that his brain seems as empty as one of the boxes he loves so much, he can really get around." I snorted.

"Eh, I'll have him captured in just a sec. You can get back to whatever you were doing." Danny nodded and waved, turning to leave, when the Box Ghost spoke up again.

"Why have the two of you switched? Is it because you seek to distract me from my boooxes?" I rolled my eyes and sucked the ghost into my thermos.

"What is up with all the ghosts today?" I groaned.

"I dunno. Probably some prank," Danny said before flying off.

"Hm, yeah. Wouldn't put it past them," I said to myself, flying invisibly beneath the table I had been eating at and reappearing to slide up next to my friends.

"It was the Box Ghost. Somehow." We stood up and left, as everyone was done with their food, all planning to go home. It was getting late and I wanted to at least try to get my homework done – and I assumed the others were thinking something along the same lines.