Chapter 2

"Where have you been?" Vlad found me at the front door. "I've been worried about you. I was about to call police -"

"Why do you care?" I snapped at him, as I was taking off my wet boots. "You hate me ever since we met. I don't know why you offered me to stay at your place... unless you're trying to get in my pants."

"Danny!" He yelled, feeling offended by the last thing I said. "You're half ghost! Who else would understand you, except me?"

"I never wanted to be half ghost in the first place!"

"Either did I!"

"You will never understand me! Ever! Ghost or not!" I threw the wet coat at him angrily. "Leave me alone!"

When I tried to pass him, he grabbed my arm roughly. I swore he almost went ghost on me. "I've been trying to leave you alone for months. You've been nothing but a spoiled brat! I know that your parents did not raise you to be like this, Daniel!"

I flinched when he said my first name. He hasn't called me by my first name since my family and friends died. I jerked my arm out of his gripping. "What do you know about my parents? They are dead! You aren't my mother!"

"They died not knowing that you kept the most important secret from them! They showed up there just because you had to cheat on CAT test! They died because of you!"

I did not want to hear any word from him anymore. I pushed him aside and ran upstairs to my bedroom. After slamming my door close, I got on the bed and hugged my pillow against my chest. I refused to cry. I never intended for this argument, but when it came to my family, I had to stand up for them. They died because of me, so I should at least do this for them.

I pouted angrily after the second class ended with a ringing bell. Ms. Teslaff gave me two-hour detention for missing her class for three days in a row.

"Fenturd!" Dash yelled angrily, as he stomped toward me. I knew I should have ran away, but I decided to stay instead. He would eventually catch up with me anyway. The sooner this gets over, the better. He lifted me by gripping my shirt and slammed me against the lockers. "It's time for your beating!"

"What is it this time? Did you fail an exam or something?" I rolled my eyes, sighing. I knew that Dash would always take his anger out on me if something went wrong for him. I could not care.

"W-what? Shut up, loser!" He pulled back his fist, ready to mess up my face, but he was stopped. There was a sudden ghost sense coming out of my mouth.

"You know violence isn't the answer."

"Scott?" I widened my eyes in surprise. What was he doing here at Casper?

Scott lowered Dash's hand and smiled at me. "Hello there, Danny. It's so nice to see you again."

"Who are you?" Dash let go of me and turned to him.

"Hey, you must be Dash, our quarterback for our football team, right? I heard so much about you. I've played for my old football team before I moved here. My name is Scott McCoy," He shook Dash's hand. "We will be the partners!"

"U-um," Dash glanced between Scott and me. "You know Fenton?"

"Of course yes. He was kind enough to give me a tour around the town for the last few days," He said cheerfully.

I raised an eyebrow in confusion. He was lying at him for me just to save my butt. But why? Other than only one kiss, he only barely knew me.

"Why would you want to hang out with the loser?" Dash scoffed. "Whatever. I'll just find another nerd to beat up."

"So..." Scott placed his arm around my shoulders. I could have swore that he did this so he could smell my hair... or maybe my shampoo scent. "I'm so glad to see you! I missed you so much."

Now that I had the closer look, I realized that he was dressed up fully black. Just like Sam used to, except her skirt. Tight black shirt with skull picture, tight black jeans, black gloves, and black combat boots. One silver ring pierced on his right ear.

His unbelievably hot lean body was just like a god's. If I wasn't completely focused on him, I would have noticed a lot of girls drooling at him.

"Are you going to the cafeteria for lunch? Can I join you? I don't know anybody here very well."

"S-sure," I mumbled shyly.

The walk to the cafeteria had been awkwardly quiet. If Sam and Tucker were still alive, we would always find a subject to talk about. But then again, I hadn't made any effort to make new friends. Until I met Scott.

"I'm so glad that you also attend Casper! I was so worried that you might go to the different school," He started the conversation just in time we got to the cafeteria.

"Why should you care? You will lose an interest into me anyway, so I suggest you to go back to the jocks," I shrugged my shoulders. I thought it would be better if he left me alone. The less time he spent with me, the less he would hurt me later.

"Why, of course I do care. You're so cute!" He raffled my messy hair. "It's very rare to find a guy like you!"

After getting our lunch, we sat at the empty table. After a few bites, I noticed that Scott hadn't eaten anything. "Why aren't you eating? You will starve to death!"

"I don't need to eat," He smirked darkly at me. His eyes suddenly turned even darker. "You are much more interesting than food."

I blinked at his sudden change in his personality, but I decided to ignore it. "You should still..." I felt my face become warmer. "Eat."

"I would rather eat you."

I almost choked on the piece of the meatloaf. "W-what?"

"Do you want my food?" He changed the subject quickly and pushed the tray toward me. "I don't have any appetite today."

"Why?" I asked, suddenly becoming angry. "First you disappeared on me yesterday after the kiss! Then, here you are, hungering after me! Are you trying to get me in your bed?"

"You are awfully familiar with this situation. Has anyone else tried to do this same trick to you?"

I blushed furiously at his question.

He knew he hit my weak spot very well when he noticed my reaction. "Why are you surprised? Don't you know that you are so adorable? Of course, there are people who want you."

"But..." I frowned in confusion. For the whole time, I thought I was unwanted by anybody... well, except Vlad. A creepy pervert who wanted me to be in his bed. Or so, I suspected.

"Surprised again, aren't you?" He laughed. "Let's change the subject. It's obvious that you are not comfortable with this conversation. How old are you?"

"I'm 15. You?"

"Seventeen," He grinned at me. "This will be my last year at high school. Will you miss me if I graduate?"

"I'm not answering the question," I rolled my eyes. "Favorite subject?"

"Science. Anatomy, to be specific. I would love to be doctor," He reached over the table and stroked my face cheek. "I want to examine your flawless skin -"

I slapped away his hand. "Are you crazy? You know that nobody at Casper likes faggots!"

"Oh, am I a faggot?" He sounded hurt.

"No!" I shouted before I realized that everyone was staring at us. My face was red as tomato, so I focused on eating quickly.

He chuckled softly at my reaction for like tenth time today. "Ok, next question. Are you a ghost?"

"Are you?" I asked, trying to avoid the question by counterattacking with the same question.

"Yes."

I almost spat out milk I was drinking. That was rather... a quick answer. It was no wonder my ghost sense went off when I saw him today. "W-what? How did you...?"

"Ghost portal. I found a way out," Scott said almost cheerfully. "Don't worry. I won't hurt anyone here. I just wanted to have fun in the human world. I even learned how to transform into a human!"

It reminds me of Amorpho. He memorized a human's face and transformed into one just for fun. "We shouldn't be talking about ghosts here..."

"Do you want to go to the private area?" He asked, his eyes lightening up with a hope.

"Of course..." I took another bite of mashed potato before I finished the short sentence, "Not!"

"Hey, that hurt!" He almost whined.

Just as I finished my meal, Paulina came up to Scott. She was blushing lightly and was holding an invitation card, "H-hi. I'm Paulina... I would like to invite you to my party tomorrow night..."

He smiled sweetly at her, almost making her to faint. "Why, of course yes... only if you invite Danny."

"W-what? Why would I invite a loser like him?" She glared at me.

"Because I don't want to get uncomfortable without him. He is my first friend here in the town," He grinned widely at her. "Invite him or I'm not coming at all."

"But... fine," Paulina silently cursed at herself. She handed two invitation cards to Scott. "If he messes up my party, he's out."

"I promise you he won't," He winked at me. Paulina almost squealed in excitement and then ran off to her friends to brag about being brave enough to invite the new hottest guy at school.

"I'm not going," I snapped and got up from the table. But then he became intangible and walked through the table, so that he grabbed my hand before I could get away.

"Let me go!" I quickly looked around trying to find if someone saw him, but to my relief, nobody saw him or thought it was just their imagination. "You could have been found out!"

"You're so mean..." He almost pouted, pulling me in his warm embrace. "I like you a lot. I don't know what made you so angry."

I almost melted in his comfortable embrace, but I snapped out of it. "No. Let me go!"

"You have been craving for a physical relationship, right? You're desiring for it. Yet, you are rejecting anyone who is interested into you," He placed his soft lips on my neck, making me shiver. "Am I right?"

I pushed him away and turned to run away from him. I did not want him to see my reaction. My face was completely red, and my heart could not stop beating fast and hard. I hoped he did not hear nor feel my heart beating.

I had never felt this way for anyone... except Sam. It took a long time for my feelings to be developed for Sam... but... with Scott... I was falling in love much faster, and it was barely a day since I met him. Was I that lonely... or Was I longing for a relationship?

I patted on my pink face cheeks, trying to calm myself down. "He's a guy. You can't like him that much," I told myself.

The next bell rang, so I made my way to go to the next class, hoping that the lesson would take my mind off Scott.

Unfortunately, it wasn't that easy.