FINALLY UPDATING!!!! YAHOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, I guess you guys can tell I am so excited! I make big promises to all fanz to add at least one chapter to every story I can!!!! Well, enough with my annoying babbling, on with this chapter! Lights! Website! Words! hehe

Recaps: "Freeze ghost!" Gulping, I turned around to find a figure wearing a red and black jumpsuit with a black visor. They also rode on a jet sled and was holding a bazooka type looking gun. The figure also had Valerie's voice.

"Oh ghost boxes..."

"I AM THE BOX GHOST!"

Emerald Dreams

By: Wolfee

Chapter Two- (Danny's POV)

"Look, I'm not going to do anything. So just-" I started, but she cut me off.

"Shut it ghost! I know your kind! Ghosts destroyed most of my life! She shouted. A look of surprise and confusion swept over my face. Ghosts ruined her life too? Yay! I'm not the only one.
But there's two questions that bugged me. Why did ghosts destroy her life and how?

"Well, I'm different!" I retorted back, shaking myself from becoming spacey again. I could almost see her raise an eyebrow in suspision, but just shrugged it off.

"Your still a ghost!"

"Just listen to me, Valerie!-" I covered my mouth, eyes widening as big as dinner plates. I saw the huntress lower her weapon in shock and Sam and Tucker staring in disbelief. Just great! Just flippin' great! How could I let that happen? Soon I saw Valerie raise her ghost gun and start to charge it, causing a whinning noise.

"How do you know my name?" She asked, her words almost literally dripping with venom. I could feel myself shudder just at the sound of her angery voice.

"Oh, um... word spreads pretty fast in the Ghost Zone?" I said dumbly, not sure if it was a question or statement.

"Liar!" She shouted, punctuating(sp?) it with a fire from her gun. It hit me square in the chest. My body went flying back and causing me to hit the wall. "How do you know my name!? Are you stalking me!?"

"NO! I told you already!" I shouted back. I knew she could tell I was bluffing. Heck! Even I could!

"Your lying!" She fired again. Man was I lucky! It grazed right by my head, lighting some of my hair with tiny green flames. Panicing, I flew through the wall, turned invisible, and flew to one of the safest spots I could think of. A park.

It had been a half an hour ago, but it felt like only minutes when I was at school, fighting Valerie. At the moment, I was sitting in a tree, still in my ghost form. I was tired, but couldn't go home yet. Just not yet. Sighing at today's earlier events, I started floating high in the air where I was sure no one would find me.

My life is ruined. I wouldn't be able to have any friends 'cause of my powers. I'd just keep drifting farther and farther from my family. Ever since Jazz died...I felt tears start to form at my already watery eyes at that thought. It had only been about 4 months. That's why me and my family moved away from Austrailia. Because there were too many memories of Jazz there.

Suddenly, I heard voices below me. Turning to lay on my stomach in mid-air to watch the people pass by, I saw they were Sam, Tucker, and Valerie. I was staring at them, and they were staring right back at me.

"Gahh!" I shouted and fell to the ground. I shouted because I was surprised they even saw me up there. And two, because I was embarrassed that they saw me crying. No one ever saw me cry, not even my family. Only Jazz...I looked up from my face plant in the ground and saw they were still looking at me.

"Were you crying?" Sam asked, as if it were complety childish and that ghosts didn't have emotions or feelings.

"Oh, um..." I started out, my voice a bit shaky. " I-I better get goin'." Without a second thought, I flew fast, still feeling their eyes drilling hodes into my head. I soon found myself in my room,
lying on my back on my bed, my pet bush baby, (A/N: If you have never seen one, they look like Chincillas! They're so cute!) Boo, hugging my neck. I chuckled and stroked his soft fur. A couple minutes later, my mom, Maddie Fenton, called up to me.

"Danny! You have some friends here to visit you!"

"Ok! Be right down!" I called back down, putting Boo on my bed, and wondering who it could be because I didn't give anyone my address. Running a hand through my hair quickly, I sat up and then started down the stairs. The sight I saw was hilarious! Sam, Tucker, and Valerie were on the couch, staring at my dad with frightened looks. My dad himself was blabbering on and on about ghosts, insanly. Hey, at least it was better than Lancer's leactures and drones.

"Dad, ghosts are chasing the Kangaroos again."

"Oh no! I'll save you Kangaroos! Hi ya!" With that last shout, he pulled out a ghost gun and went running down the street, yelling about ghosts and Kangaroos.

"You guys ok?" I asked, snickering.

"Physically, yes. Mentally, no." Sam stated, staring at the spot my father just was.

"How did you guys find my house so fast? I never even gave you an address." I asked.

Valerie paused a moment before answering. "You have a huge neon sign on your house that says 'Fenton Works'. Your the only Fenton's in the area too."

"Are ou sure that that much neon light is even legal?" Sam asked, sarcastically.

"Sam." I whinned, getting annoyed at her jokes, but still smiling. Hey, you would too. Right? Right?!

"Hey Danny," Tucker said. "Who's the girl in the pictures on the wall?"

My body slumped as if I was about to crumble to the flor. My eyes closed and my face was facing the floors. I forced my hands into my jean pockets, another bad habit of mine. Lastly, my mood deflated.

"Great job Tucker!" I heard Valerie snap quietly, as if she didn't want me to hear.

"It's not his fault." I paused. "that wa-is my sister, Jazz. Sh-she d-died 4 months ago. That's why we moved..."

"I'm so sorry..." Sam said out of sympathy.

"It's ok..." After an akward silence of five minutes, I spoke up, trying to lift the thick depression in the air. "So what do you guys wanna do?"

"Let's go the the Nasty Burger!" Tucker said enthustiasticly(sp?), unaware of what just happened.

"Ok." Both girls agreed.

"What's the 'Nasty Burger'?" I wondered aloud, not quite understanding what Tucker was fussing about.

"Come on, it's a good place. Not my favorite, but still a good place." Sam answered, grabbing my arm, and pulling me out the door behind Tucker and Valerie.

"If it's so good, then why in the world is it called Nasty Burger?" I questioned confused.

Yay! Chapter finished! Next one up ASAP!!!! Promise! Lastly, please go to my profile and look at the new list I have for future stories coming out next year. I know what your thinking, 'She's starting a new story!?' Well, yeah, who cares? But I guess it's ok as long as I update. Also, fanz of Falling For The Band Next Door must read the Author's Note posted! Very Important! Thanxies! R&R!

Wolfee