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" Great. This is just perfect." Danny ranted as he slung his back back carelessly on the floor. " My parents teaching a class at my school about ghosts! Oh, think of all the things that could go wrong!"
" Danny." Sam put a hand on his shoulder. " Come on. It's not like anything major will come out of this. So you'll have to sit through some ghost class your parents are teaching. It's not the end of the world." Sam comforted him.
" Ugh. I guess your right Sam. But still. UGH!" he flopped down on his bed, suddenly exhausted.
" What's the worst that could happen?" Tucker asked. Sam and Danny groaned and at the same time said;
" You jinxed it!"
Tucker cringed. He held up his hands. " Sorry!" he muttered.
" Look on the bright side, Danny. You'll probably get a good grade in this class, considering you already know everything about ghosts. In fact, we can all probably ace this class." Sam said.
" I thought you'd prefer to look on the dark and glom my side, Sam. After all, you are a goth." Danny told her. Sam frowned.
" Fine. The worst that could happen would be if your parents somehow exposed your secret with their stupid inventions or some other crap. They might take you and lock you in the lab, preform painful test and experiments, cut you open to study your anatomy or whatever, and not to mention rip you apart molecule by-"
" I get the idea, Sam." Danny said as he closed his eyes. He yawned. " I think I'm going to get as much sleep as I can before the next ghost attack."
" That's our cue to leave." Tucker said as he headed for the door. Sam, however hesitated, standing at the edge of Danny's bed for a few moments. Danny noticed she was still there after a few minutes and blushed. He cracked an eye open.
" You going, Sam? I'm not that interesting when I nap. Unless you really like staring at me." He told her. She blushed.
" Oh, right. I was just... Um, just leaving actually." she said before turning in her heal and leaving. Danny sighed and the sides of his lips tugged up into a smile.
" Did you need to give Danny a goodbye kiss without me there, Sam?" Tucker joked when she'd caught up with him. She blushed again.
" Shut up." she told him.
" Someone's in luuuvvv..." Tucker sang. Sam punched him. "Ow!" He exclaimed.
" I said shut up!"
•.•.•.
" And this is the Fenton Ghost Gabber!" Danny's father eagerly shouted to the class.
" And this is the Fenton Ghost Gabber. Fear me." the infernal device repeated in a bland voice.
" It turns all that jibber jabber that ghosts make into regular English. Although there are still a few bugs to work out." He said.
" Although there are still a few bugs to work out. Fear me." it repeated. Danny chuckled. That device was by far the most useless. And of course, it was the first one that his dad decided to show the class.
" And this," Maddie Fenton said, stepping up in front of her husband, " Is the Fenton Booo- merang. It locks onto a ghosts ectoplasmic signature and follows it." she demonstrated by throwing it.
" Oh, no." Danny muttered as the metal object flew towards his head. He tried to duck, but it followed his movement and slammed into the back of his head. " Ow." he groaned, rubbing his scalp.
" Although why it's keyed into Danny is beyond me. It should only target ghosts." His mother said. Danny winced. Valerie's eyes narrowed. Dash laughed.
" What did you do to him? Play lab rat when he was younger? I'd always known that you were a freak, Fenton." Dash chortled. Danny turned red. This was getting close to his secret. Dangerously close. This stupid class would be the end what normalcy his life still had!
" Why, we would never experiment on our son!" Maddie exclaimed to Dash. " It must just be a mistake. After all, we still haven't perfected it. It must be some error we haven't found."
" Or maybe Fenton's a ghost!" Dash said. Danny shrunk down. Oh man. This was bad. Thankfully his mother just laughed.
" Why, that's the silliest thing I've ever heard!" she chortled. " It's completely impossible for a someone to be both a ghost and human at the same time. You'd have to first receive a life threatening electric shock and have ectoplasm fused into your DNA, rearranging your molecules."
" Wait. That means it IS possible?" Valerie suddenly asked. Danny cringed. This was bad. This was so very bad.
" Like I said." Maddie explained, " It's impossible. There's no place that would both shock you and infuse ectoplasm at the exact same time."
" And besides," Jack cut in, " Danny here has never shown any signs that he could be hosting ghost powers."
Valerie stared across the room at Danny suspiciously. He wiped the sweat off his brow. Tucker and Sam sent sympathetic looks, with a hint of fear that they were trying to hide. Danny suddenly laughed.
" I think I would know myself if I were a ghost. And last time I checked, I was fully human." A little white lie could hurt nobody. Maddie smiled.
" Exactly, well have to work on the Fenton Boomerang later." she said. Suddenly Paulina raised her hand. " Yes Paulina?"
" Do you know the ghost boy?" she asked.
" What a change of subject." Danny muttered to his friends. " That was so close it was scary."
" I agree." Sam whispered back. " We need to be extra careful."
Tucker nodded in agreement along with Danny.
" The ghost boy, also known as Inviso-bill, or Phantom, is an evil menace trying to pass himself off as a hero." Maddie replied. Paulina gasped.
" No!"
" She's right." Valerie spoke. " That ghost and his dog made my dad lose his job. He's nothing but a low-down, good for nothing, lying, stealing-"
What a great time for Danny's ghost sense to go off. He suddenly jerked out of his seat. Valerie glared at him for interrupting her.
" I need to- to... Go to the bathroom!" Danny cried as suddenly he heard the most annoying sound ever. One word.
" Beware!" Danny slapped his face, realizing he made a fool of himself for nothing. " For I am the Box Gho-"
" Ghost!" Jack Fenton cried. He suddenly slung a thermos from his jumpsuit and pointed it at the annoyance. Danny slunk back to his seat, trying not to be noticed. " Take that you Ecto- scum!" Jack yelled as he sucked the ghost into the thermos. He capped it proudly. " And that." he said, " is how you capture a ghost."
He got a small round of applause. Danny face palmed in his seat.
" Sweetie? Is something wrong?" Danny's mother asked. Danny blushed profusely. " I thought you needed to go to the bathroom?" she asked.
" I, um... Yeah. Wait, no! Never mind. I don't. Can we continue with class?" He asked. Maddie smiled at her son, secretly suspecting that SOMETHING was off.
" Of course, sweetie!" She exclaimed. She looked at her husband. " Jack?"
" This is a Fenton thermos!" He said loudly. " As you've just seen, it captures ghosts and keeps them trapped until we release them back into the ghost zone where they belong." he held up the thermos with the box ghost in it. Danny sighed and slumped in his seat. This was going horribly. The first day of class and they had already debated weather Danny was a ghost. This was perfect. Right.
•.•.•.
" The first day in that class and guess what happens!" Danny threw his arms up dramatically. His sister sighed.
" What happened?" She asked.
" Dash just had to ask if I were a ghost. Way to bring on suspicion." he muttered.
" Well, you just have to be more careful, Danny. Unless they have absolutely valid facts, they can't pin you for anything. You just have to be more careful where you change and whatnot." she said.
Danny sighed. " Whatever. I'm going to my room." Why did he decide to talk to his sister anyway?
" Oh, and Danny, just so you know, maybe you should think about admitting your feeling to Sam." Jazz said casually. Danny suddenly turned around.
" What feelings-" he began. Jazz cut him off by a snort.
" Oh, please Danny. It's obvious to everyone but yourselves that you like each other. I think it would be good to get it off your chest by just telling her how you feel. You won't have to worry about what it COULD be, and focus on what it CAN be. Trust me, it will be better for your emotional state if you just tell her." She finished, crossing her arms. Danny sighed.
" Whatever Jazz." He said before walking up the stairs to his room.
•.•.•.
" Sammykins!" Sams mother yelled, opening the shades to her room. She groaned and pulled her black pillow over her face. " It's time to wake up and face another bright, beautiful day!" she exclaimed.
" Ugh. Why was I doomed to a family of morning people?" Sam muttered.
" And honey?" Mrs. Manson asked. " I think it's time you wear something more... Sophisticated. Like this!" She held up a bright pink pencil skirt.
" No way!" Sam shot out of bed. " Oh, I'd love to see you try and make me!"
" Well..." her mother began, a victorious smile on her lips.
•.•.•.
" Do you know where Sam is this morning?" Danny asked his friend Tucker. He shrugged.
" No. I haven't seen her. Why? Do you miss the love of your life already?" Tucker asked his friend, gently elbowing him in the ribs.
" Knock it off, Tucker." Danny said, " Class is gonna start in two minutes. What if she's sick?"
" Worried much?" Tucker asked. Danny shot him a look. Suddenly everyone in the classroom gasped. Danny's head shot up to see...
" Sam!?" He asked. There she was. Wearing a pink skirt. What the heck? Did her mother bribe her or something?
" Hey... Sam?" Danny greeted as she came closer. She grumbled something incoherently under her breath.
" What are you wearing pink for, Sam?" Tucked asked as she sat down. She shot him a glare before answering.
" My mother offered to lift the restraining order on Danny, also allowing him in the house again." she responded, with a quick glance at Danny.
" I didn't know there was still a restraining order on Danny." Tucker pointed out. Sam growled.
" She renewed it. She said unless I wear this monstrosity today, she will never allow Danny within sight of me again." She snorted. Tucker wriggled his eyebrows.
" You'd wear pink for Danny? Wow, and here I thought that Sam, the goth, would never be caught dead wearing that color, shows up to school in a neon pink pencil skirt, just so she can be with her crush." Tucker chuckled. Sam elbowed him in the ribs. Hard.
" Wait. Sam has a crush on me?" Danny asked incredulously. Sam blushed fiercely.
" Of course she does." Tucker quickly said, gaining another elbow to the ribs. He doubled over, gasping. Sam glared at him.
" Tucker likes to assume things." Sam muttered darkly, not looking at Danny, so she could hide her blush. Meanwhile Danny's expression dropped. He really wished Tucker was right... Mainly because part of him really wanted to follow through with what Jazz had suggested.
" Well, good morning students!" Mr. Lancers voice suddenly echoed through the classroom. "We will start today's lesson by opening up our books to page 223, section 1b. I will begin by reading the opening paragraph, then we shall take turns reading the play. At the end of the hour, I will give you an assignment to take home. Now I'll begin."
There. That was a small taste of what the class will look like. And in upcoming chapters, will Danny admit his feelings or not? And what is lurking around the corner... That could potentially expose his secret once and for all, Besides his parents foolish ghost hunting class?
And on another note, I'm going on vacation starting Saturday and ending the following Friday. Sorry, but I won't be able to post until probably the 31st of August. But don't despair! Give me inspiration! Thank you.