Tension
Danny tensed. What was he going to do? The ghost could be attacking any second now. But then again… maybe it was a friendly ghost, maybe, he wasn't going to attack the school, maybe he was a tourist ghost who wanted to look around. Or maybe he was being ridiculous.
Danny gripped his desk for dear life (his life was at risk you know) and hoped to god that this ghost wasn't a bad one. His eyes darted everywhere as he looked for any signs of ghosts. None. So far.
Danny tried to relax and released his grip on the desk. He was still wary, but hopefully no one would notice, and the ghost would pass on. Maybe to a convention of ghost hunters! Danny chuckled a little at the thought and relaxed completely. Maybe he could pay attention to class and scan the area at lunch. Yeah… maybe that would work.
Mr. Lancer eyes unintentionally moved to where Mr. Fenton was sitting. He seemed to be pretty ok with it, though his eyes showed a sense of alertness Mr. Lancer had never seen before. That or it was usually well disguised. Why wasn't he always like this? Or why was he like this now?
He didn't know, so he decided to observe Daniel until he could come up with a good theory. There was the substitute science teacher in him again.
Short Chapters, wonder how far with this I can actually go…