Ok here's the second chapter just as I promised! I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom
1 month later, the beginning of school
Everything was perfect. Almost all of the teachers were here and it was only 7:00am. She had gone around to check the portables to see if the teachers had settled in. The outdoor box like classrooms took a little while to get used to.
Mrs. Enito was waiting in her office for a phone call from the new Social Studies teacher. It was almost 7: 45 and in her school teachers were expected to be ready and on time for their classes. The phone rang and she smiled in relief when she heard it Her happy expression turned to sadness as the conversation wore on.
"I understand officer, yes I know, I just didn't expect the call this late. I know it is very hard to track down these people. No I didn't know that, he never said anything about it on his resume. Yes I did a full background check, oh he had an assumed name. Thank you, for calling though, goodbye." She said. She checked the clock it was almost eight.
She searched around the office for any teacher who could fill in that day. Then it hit her though she may not like him Danny Fenton was a certified teacher.
Danny was currently sleeping in. He was flat on his bed his arms lying underneath his pillows sleeping comfortably. His covers were warm and he wouldn't leave his bed for anything. He was dreaming when a blaring ring ripped through his dream and his comfortable sleep.
"What? I'm up!" He screamed. When he realized it was just his phone he groaned and put his face in his pillow. He stuck his hand out and grabbed the phone.
"Hello?" Came his muffled voice.
"Mr. Fenton? I was wondering if you would like to come work here." She said hopefulness written in her tone. The situation was explained and as soon as she said "bye" he was dressed.
He slung his briefcase strap over his shoulder and grabbed the waffle that had just popped out of the toaster. Tucker walked in as Danny tended to a burnt hand.
"Dude it's not even 9 yet and your conscious, why?" He asked as he put his to-go breakfast on the table.
"I got the job, they just called." He said smiling.
"You got it? That's awesome! Hey be careful though, those kids are smart they could probably figure out your ghost powers quicker than you did." He said.
"I know. I mean that school isn't Casper High so it's not haunted. If the whole city of Amity Park didn't figure out, I don't think a bunch of eighth graders will." He said taking a bite of his syrup covered waffle.
"What about your enemies?" Tuck asked.
"They wouldn't hurt little kids." He replied. Tucker gave him a be-real look.
"Ok Plasmius might. But he's in Wisconsin and he hasn't fought me in forever." He said finishing off the waffle.
"Forever? Try 2 weeks ago." Tuck said.
Danny grabbed his jacket and headed for the door.
"Tuck I wouldn't let anything happen to those kids." He said backing up to the door. Being one of the most clumsiest people on Earth his little backward trick didn't work and fell out of the apartment into the hallway. He picked himself up and ran out of the building. The too many spectators crawling the streets like ants forced him to take the bus again.
Sam was much more settled in. She walked outside to see these huge box like structures outside in the back of the school. They had numbers on them so her job was to try to find portable 124. She checked her watch, it read 7:15. She searched the whole place and when she finally found it she regretted that she had worn high heels. When she walked up the steps she realized she had gone in a huge circle her portable was right next to the school. She growled as she walked into her classroom.
She stepped into the her classroom, it wasn't bad. A normal size, enough desks, it looked good. The only thing she'd have to worry about is if she got a noisy neighbor. The walls that separated the 2 classrooms in the portable were kind of thin. She yawned, slightly tired and took out the getting to know you papers she had prepared for her students. Once everything was settled she sat down and started reading.
The time flew by as 8:05 rolled around. The last few kids trickled in through the door as she took out the attendance sheets. Judging by the last names she concluded that her homeroom was the first alphabetically. The kids looked nice enough and everyone was there except for 2 that had moved. Schedules were passed out and the pledge was said. Suddenly a knock came at her door, it was a student from next door.
"Um excuse me, but we don't have a teacher. We need our schedules." The boy said. His long sand colored hair almost covered his bright green eyes.
"Ok, I'll go up to the office and see what's up." She said, she sent him back to his classroom. Another teacher walked in as she was about to leave.
"Are you the homeroom teacher for 125." She asked hopeful that she was. The young lady looked at her. Her medium length light brown fell onto her shoulders curling at the bottom and her chocolate eyes showed Italian descent.
"No, I'm the Italian teacher that's going to use your room during electives. Portables normally have Health and Foreign Language teachers share their classroom in their free periods, didn't anyone tell you?" She asked.
"No and the homeroom teacher for that homeroom isn't here, so they don't have your schedules. Can you watch the kids?" Sam asked.
She smiled softly. "Sure." She said.
"Thank you." She told her gratefulness apparent in her voice. She ran into the school, checking her watch for the time.
Danny had just walked in, grabbed the schedules and tried to push them into his briefcase when he walked into another teacher.
"Sorry. I was running late and I didn't see you." He said, trying to get himself up.
"Yeah that's great. Next time be more careful, I need to get to the office." She said pulling herself up. She didn't even acknowledge who he was and rushed forward.
"Yeah, ok." He shouted as she rushed on. He frowned as he walked on, he didn't like her very much.
Sam got to the office out of breath.
"I need the schedules for uh……125." She said trying to catch her breath. The lady behind the office counter stared at her through glasses that rested on the bottom of her nose.
"We don't have them." She said.
"Why?" She asked a little annoyed.
"Because he just signed in." She said as if it were obvious.
"When? Like 4 minutes ago or 4 seconds ago?" Sam asked.
"I'd say about 3 minutes ago. You had to have seen him. He's about 6'1, jet black hair, bright crystal blue eyes, he has a briefcase slung over his shoulder." She told her.
"A briefcase?" Sam asked. Then she remembered the guy she ran into. He was the other teacher she would spend the whole day with. She groaned as she realized how horrible her luck was.
"What's his name?" She asked more curious than anything else.
"Daniel Fenton, hey that's right, you 2 share a portable. Well let's hope you get along." She said as she went back to her work. Sam slowly walked back to her portable hoping that maybe there was a shred of chance her day would get better.
By the time she got back to her portable her first class was about to start. At this point she didn't really care if his homeroom got their schedules because it would be his fault. She knew that was the wrong way to think but it was probably her grumpy morning side talking. She'd get over it.
Half of her class had filled in and she smiled when she realized a student she helped student teach was in her class.
"Hey Emily, how are you doing? I haven't seen you in a while." Sam said as she walked over.
Emily Winters looked at Sam and smiled. "You're my English teacher this year? Awesome! I'm doing good. How about you?" She asked.
"Good." Sam replied. "Hey Emily you're supposed to be turning 14, shouldn't you be in high school?" Sam asked.
Emily looked at her with an annoyed look on her face at the thought of the topic.
"My birthday is in December and that means I'm still 13 so I have to be here. It's the same thing with a lot of kids in this class. James and Richie have November birthdays and Allison's is in October." She said naming off a few kids.
"Really?" Sam asked.
"Yeah there are some more kids but Ms. Manson, you need to start class." She said. Sam looked around startled. The class had already filled in and was waiting for her to start.
"Oh." She said and walked up to the front of the room. "Hello everyone, I'm Ms. Manson and I'm your English teacher this year. I have an outline of what we will be doing this year, and what you can expect my grading to be. Now I know the last thing you want to do is work so how about we get to know each other. We'll ask each other questions, ones that are appropriate for class. You can even ask me one or two." She said and smiled.
A few of the boys in the class smiled when she did. Emily rolled her eyes, she knew that they already had a crush on their teacher.
Danny's first class came in and sat down waiting for him to start. He stood up and straightened his tie and scanned the sea of kids.
"Ok, well I'm sure everyone here is so insanely happy to be here. I have the pleasure of being your new social studies teacher. First off my name is Mr. Fenton." He said.
A kid in the back raised his hand. Danny called on him. "Hey weren't we supposed to have a Mr. Barton for Social Studies this year?" He asked.
"I honestly have no clue. Your principle called me up at 7:30 this morning saying she needed a teacher so I'm just as lost as you are. But nonetheless I can still tell you what you will learn." He said.
"You will learn about the American Revolution and all of that fun stuff that goes with it. Is there anyone here who is even mildly interested in it?" He asked. No one raised their hands. "Ok well to start I am not your ordinary teacher. I have done so many insane projects and activities in my student teaching that I promise you, you will not get bored." He told them.
They were told of some of the projects and by the time class ended the kids actually liked to go to class. A lot of girls also left giggling at how cute their new teacher was. By the time he had seen his 4 classes he was so happy that lunch was next and that the kids would be in their electives.
He had just left his classroom when he saw Sam leaving too. She noticed his presence and turned around to stare into his eyes.
"Hey I think I ran into you earlier, I'm sorry." He said.
"Uhh yeah, it's ok." She said nervously. She smiled and her heart rate sped up.
"Good. I'll see you around." He said and walked off to the cafeteria. Sam just stood there. The same Italian teacher was just coming out of Sam's portable, she had hung out there during her free period. She stood next to Sam staring at him too.
"Cute. That's Fenton right? I'll tell you one thing, did you see his eyes?" She said. Sam looked at her and smiled.
"Yeah he is kind of cute." She said.
"Oh hey, I forgot to tell you my name. I'm Holly Willaims the new Italian teacher, and you're……" She trailed off.
"Oh I'm Samantha, well Sam Manson." She said snapping out of her trance. Holly laughed as Sam tried to awaken herself.
"Tell you what, I have my first class after this next lunch, so what do you say we go into the cafeteria grab something to eat and meet some fellow teachers." She said.
"Ok, that sounds good." Sam said. They walked into the cafeteria getting better acquainted.
Sam went through the lunch line and bought a salad while Holly bought popcorn chicken.
"The only thing that tastes mildly good." She said as they walked into the teacher's lounge. Sam took a seat next to Danny. They ignored each other, and Holly couldn't take it.
"Hey, it's Danny right?" She said looking at him. He blinked, startled by her outward ness for a second and replied.
"Yes, I'm Danny Fenton. I'm apparently the new Social Studies for the Panthers." He told her. He took off his watch and put it on his briefcase on the floor, he relaxed a little with his watch off, it was kind of a habit.
"Yeah I heard about that. There was supposed t be a Mr. Bartley or something but I think he got arrested. Oh I'm the team leader for he Panthers, I'm Mr. Mahoy the science teacher." He said. Mr. Mahoy had to be in his late 20's. His light blondish brown hair was about the same length as Danny's, he had deep almost pine green eyes and a cleft chin.
"And I'm the math teacher Mrs. Grayson." A lady said. She had shoulder length brown hair, and green eyes, she also was young.
"And I'm Holly, I'm not on a team, but I am going to be in the Panther's and Twister's portables." She said. "I'm a foreign language teacher."
Sam laughed slightly. It's hard to teach some of these kids proper English teaching them another language must be difficult.
"Yeah, some kid came up to me today and said, "Hey ain't you my teacher this year." An African American lady said from the corner. "Oh I'm Ms. Snow, I'm the Thunderbirds English teacher. And that is Ms. Antonio the Extreme Team English teacher." She said. A dark haired blonde gave a polite wave.
"Holly, you don't have to introduce yourself, we already know you." Mr. Mahoy said.
"Yes but we have a lot of new teacher's this year." She said.
" I don't mean to interrupt but exactly how many teachers will be here?" Danny asked.
"Depends on the teacher, some eat in their room, but most of the time maybe 14 or 15, most of the elective teachers with assigned rooms eat in their rooms." Mr. Mahoy said.
"Then your schedule also depends on the kids, so when our kids have lunch with yours then we have lunch, you have lunch with us and the Extreme Team all week. Then you might have it with 7th grade teachers, it varies a lot." Mrs. Grayson explained.
The first year teachers nodded their heads as an oh-I-get-it-now gesture. Sam looked at Danny absentmindedly. " Wow he must work out." She thought. She awoke from her thoughts as the bell rang. Danny walked out talking to Mr. Mahoy, totally forgetting about his watch. Holly came over to Sam who was still sitting in her chair.
" You are lovesick, you know that? You have a bad crush." She told her smiling. "Why didn't you say anything?"
"Because I felt out of place, I didn't know who half those teachers were. This is your first year teaching, your only 25, how do you know them?" Sam asked.
"I went to college with almost all of them, and I have done so many Spanish, Italian, German, and every other language programs at so many schools, you bond with the teachers." She said. "Now how about I tell you everything I know about the teachers and help you with get closer to your crush. I still have the 20 minutes of reading before my class" She said.
Sam thought it over. "Alright I could deal with that." She said. They were just about to walk out when Danny and Mr. Mahoy came back in.
"I have to find that watch, my girlfriend gave it to me. It's really special, we've been dating for a while now." Danny said.
"Really? I've been married 5 years now." Mr. Mahoy replied as Danny found the watch and scooped it up.
"Bye Sam, bye Holly." He said as he left again.
Sam sat there an emotionless look on her face.
"That could be a problem." Holly said.
Ok that's it for now! I hope you liked it! If you do review me, please! But no flames they really discourage me.