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Sorry. I'm just excited. I forgot the feeling you get when people review your story.

So, anyway... Here's chapter 2: Study Session

Disclaimer: Nope. Sorry. I think the person you're looking for is the brilliant Butch Hartman.

And sadly, I ain't him. :(

Sam was in her room, tossing clothes into the closet in a sad attempt to clean up. She quickly gathered up a pile of dirty laundry and chucked it in the hamper. She closed the closet door and the hamper and moved to her desk. Sweeping old papers and shopping receipts into the trash, she came across a picture of her, Danny, and Tucker from when they were 13. Only four years ago that picture was taken, but it seemed like forever.

Starr (A/N: PROFILE) was curled up on Sam's bed, slowly drifting in and out of sleep. Her tail twitched every now and then.

"Remember," Sam said, "no, wings and no talking when Devon gets here."

"I know, I know. We've been over this, Sam," said Starr. She went to the windowsill and looked out the window. "When's he coming?"

"Three thirty."

So this Devon kid was coming over to be tutored by Sam. And she just met him today. Starr sighed and turned around. Sam was empting her backpack on her bed. Its contents flew out in all directions. She cursed and gathered them in neat piles, mostly consisting of what was to be done that day. The rest she tossed to the side.

A low rumbling sound had Starr's head turning to the window again. A black car had pulled up in front of Sam's house. The door opened and out stepped a young man about Sam's age. He had his backpack over one shoulder and was talking on a cell phone. This must be him, Starr thought. "So what's this Devon kid look like?"

Sam let out a long breath as she adjusted the speakers to her stereo system. "Tall and handsome."

"Mm… Black clothing, dark hair, pale skin?"

"Yeah."

"He's here."

Sam dropped the speaker. "Damn, that was fast." She turned to leave the room. "Starr, can you get that? I'm going to let Devon in."

Starr nodded and Sam left. The black cat gripped the speaker between her claws and flew it back to its place on the shelf. Then she landed at the window again. Devon was standing at the bottom of the stairs to Sam's house. Starr opened the window slightly. She peered out and the sunlight instantly got in her eyes. It was reflecting off of something that hung around Devon's neck. When he moved she could see it clearly. A silver skull with emerald eyes. If she had never seen anything like it before, than why did it feel like panic was squeezing her heart?

"Yeah, I'm here," Devon was saying into the phone. "Nah, it's not that bad. She's actually a pretty decent girl." He paused and when he spoke again, his voice got lower. Starr had to strain to hear what he was saying. "No, I didn't find him. I have an idea about who he could be." Another pause. "Danny Phantom is a halfa! This would be so much easier if he was full ghost."

He didn't say any more because that's when Sam opened the door to let him in. He smiled at her and said quickly to the person on the other line, "Hey, sorry. Gotta go. Talk to you later." He snapped the phone shut. "Hey Sam."

"Hey yourself," Sam said and waved for him to come in.

Starr backed away and shut the window. What would Devon want with Danny Phantom? And who was he talking to? There was no way she could ask him, especially when she was on Sam's orders. Speaking of which…

Starr retracted her wings and shook herself. Normal cat, she reminded herself, normal cat.

She pushed open the door and padded through the hallway to the stairs. She stood at the top, watching Sam and Devon talk it up. Sam was laughing again and Devon crossed his arms and smiled to himself.

"You're a panic, Devon. You know that?" Sam chuckled. He shrugged. "Hey, you want something to drink? I got a whole fridge full." He shook his head.

"No thanks. I think we should really get started on this homework," he said and moved closer to Sam.

Seeing the sudden movement and the hesitation in Sam's body language, Starr meowed loudly to get their attention. Immediately, Devon backed away and looked around. "You have a cat?"

"Yeah," Sam said looking up at Starr. The black cat smiled and bolted back into Sam's room.

"Okay, last question. What is Zoroastrianism?"

"Um…" Devon flipped through his notes. They had been reviewing for about two hours now and it seemed to be coming to a close. Starr had moved to the headboard of Sam's bed and had been watching Devon carefully. Every time he tried to get close to Sam or make a move, she would growl and earn a dirty look from the Goth.

"Zoroastrianism is an animistic religion that saw material existence as battle between the forces of good and evil, and it stressed the importance of moral choice: the righteous lived on after death in the House of Song. It was also the chief religion of the Persian Empire," Devon read.

"Right!" Sam slammed her textbook shut and laid it on the floor. "So, that's pretty much all we've been doing for the past three months. It's not that bad."

Devon shrugged. "You're right. It's really not. Although, I do like the idea that Zoroastrianism gives you. You ever thought about the afterlife?"

Starr's ears shot up, but she didn't move.

"A bit," Sam said.

"You know, like ghosts and stuff. Like where you'll go after you die."

Sam shrugged. "It doesn't really come up a lot."

"Really? Because I thought that of all places, Amity Park, the most haunted city in the U.S., would really scare people into thinking that."

He's onto something, Starr thought. She moved down from the headboard and curled up in Sam's lap.

"Well," said Sam, "when you live here you don't think about it much."

"Even with all the ghost attacks?" Devon asked. How had heard that? "It's been on the news a lot. Ghost sightings here and there. The usual."

"It's pretty normal for us," Sam said.

"Even Danny Phantom?"

Starr could feel Sam's heart and her own quicken. "W-what about him?"

"Isn't it weird for a teen ghost to be terrorizing a town? Do you think maybe he has a secret identity? That he walks among us in secret?"

Okay, get him out of here now! Starr nearly screamed. She glanced up at Sam, who was becoming paler. Don't give anything away.

She shrugged again, shakily.

"Do you know if he does?"

Sam hesitated before she shook her head.

Devon seemed not to notice. He stuffed his notes back in his bag and shouldered it. "Sorry if it makes you uncomfortable. I just thought I'd ask."

"That's… okay. Not many people move to this town for that reason," Sam said. "We really don't get a lot of people who ask those sort of questions."

He got off the bed. "Well, I guess I'll be going."

Sam got off, too. Starr moved to the foot of the bed.

"If you ever need any more help, just ask. We could do this again sometime."

"Uh, I don't know. That Fenton kid…"

"Danny," Sam said.

"Yeah, him. He didn't seem too happy about me coming over. He you're boyfriend?"

"No, we're just best friends," Sam said, almost in disgust.

"Do you like him?" Devon asked.

Sam, taken back by the question, blushed and avoided his gaze.

"Cause it seems he's hiding something."

She looked at him. "What do you mean?"

"You tell me."

Sam opened her mouth but no words came out. What was she supposed to say? She couldn't give away Danny's secret. Suddenly she felt something brush against her leg. She looked down. Starr was butting her head against her, her amethyst eyes pleading for Devon to go away. Sam picked her up. "Sorry, Devon, but I have to feed my cat. I'll see you tomorrow."

Devon sighed. "Alright."

"I'll walk you to the door." Sam set Starr down and left with Devon, closing the door behind her. As soon as it was shut completely Starr shot out her wings and launched herself at the nightstand. Her black and purple collar lay there. She usually didn't wear it in the house.

Starr picked it up and hit a small button on the inside of it. It buzzed for a few seconds before a familiar voice sounded on the other end of the line. "Starr?"

"Mac, it's me. Are you alone?"

"Yeah. Danny's in the shower. What's up?"

"We need to talk. Tonight. Meet me at the waterfall in the park."

"Why?"

"Devon."

"What about him? I know Danny doesn't like him."

"He shouldn't. I'm sure who or what he is, ghost or human, but either way he's working for someone. And whoever that is, he's after Danny Phantom."

OOOH! A TWIST! Kinda.

Tell me what you think! I liked how this chapter came out. I actually imagined it a little differently, but after reading it, I was like WHOA! WAY better than I had planned.

Hey, did any of you see the new iCarly episode: iLost my Mind? DUDE THEY KISSED! GO SEDDIE! I was originally a Creddie fan, but then Carly and Freddie's chances died when they "took a break."

So now I'm all Seddie.

Sorry, way off topic. I'm just all excited!

Review please! I'm not counting reviews anymore. Just do it. I'd like to hear what you guys think.

Thanks!

Crystalbearer out.