Chapter Two: Dash's Obsession and Phone Call.
Warnings: Language, onsided crush.
Random fact: This chapter is similar to Chapter 3 of Love and Hate…entitled Days Go By. And also, this story is set during Danny's junior year.
Dash leaned up against the stall in the bathroom. He couldn't believe his luck. Danny Fenton had detention with him. This was fucking fantastic. Now he could find out what Danny's greatest fear was, and maybe flirt with him a little.
Danny had gotten a lot cuter since he was 14. Now 17, he had the body of a Greek God. Oh how Dash had stared at that body during gym class. It was funny how no one ever noticed.
Those eyes, he could drown in those silver pools forever. And he wouldn't mind. How did he fall in love with him? He spent all these years hating him, and now…he didn't know.
He waited on Paulina to call back. God he felt guilty for doing this to the geeks. But if it kept him popular, so he went along with it. Granted he could kick the shit out of all of them, he wanted a sense of security that the popular crowd provides.
His cell phone rang, Shirley Manson's voice rattling out I Think I'm Paranoid. He frowned and flipped open his phone.
"What?" Dash said exasperatedly. "What?" Paulina said back in a snooty, disbelieving voice. "You called me you dipshit." Dash pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger, his own stupidity showing through. "Oh right. Fenton has detention with me. So, I'm going to find out what his fear is."
"Good. And it better be a good one. I want to get that little faggot and his dyke and nigger friends."
Dash's eyes went wide open. He had NEVER heard Paulina use such racist terms before. Hell, he never heard her use words that were more than three letters long. He got rid of his suprise as soon as it came and struggled with a reply.
"Yeah, same here. I'll talk to you later. 'Kay?" "Yeah, talk to you later." Dash closed his phone and slipped it back into his pocket. It was going to be a long detention.