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Chapter 2: New Teachers

Sam couldn't shake off the feeling like she was being watched. She was the only one who saw the blue mist from her mouth. No one else noticed the blue mist. Valerie, Tucker, and even Danny himself didn't see the blue mist from her mouth. It's really weird. When she entered her first period, it disappeared and never came back. Sam looked around to find a source of a ghost. Nope. None.

Sam sat down and prepared herself for her Calculus class. She was one step higher than Danny's intelligence. English and Physics were the same with Danny and Tucker. The only class she had to be with Danny was Government History. Calculus, AP Spanish, and Art II were her only classes alone. She opened her notebook, pencil, and calculator. She had time to kill since there was fifteen minutes left. She read her book to study for the upcoming test on Friday. Sheesh. Her mind was wrecked up about the events today.

"What the fuck is going on? Dammit!"

She felt like banging her head on the desk in front of her. However, she was cut off by Dash's presence on the right side. She like the class but hate it at the same time. Dash was still popular but tired to hit on Sam, again, and again, and again. She really wanted to hit her head on the desk, badly. How did Dash pass Danny's intelligence again to get to Calculus again? The world is full of mysteries.

"Does he know when to give up?"

"Hey, Sammy. How's it going?" Sam wanted to punch him so badly to the opposite wall. No one, and she means NO ONE, could call her "Sammy." Only her grandma (and she secretly wished Danny calls her that… well… she, on her outside personality, didn't want him to call her that… yet) could call her pet name.

"Oh nothing but the irritation feeling every time you call me 'Sammy' or try to hit on me." Sam made a monotone sound in her voice.

Dash closed the book she was reading and slid the book down to the ground with his elbow as he slid to face her. Sam glared at the bastard who bullied Danny and Tucker every time in their freshmen year. Dash doesn't do that anymore, but he tried to get every girl in school to fall for the guy. Well, 98 did fall for him. 2 didn't fall for him. The two percent were Valerie and the single Sam.

"Come on, Sammy. You know I wouldn't hit on you for your looks." Danny smiled that could make all girls wet their pants. Sam leaned her head to her right as her arm supported her for balance.

"So name three reasons you would hit on me." Sam smirked to see Dash's facial expression for a reason.

"Well… um… you're…"

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Sam was saved by the bell as class started and students took their seats. Groaning in disappointment, Dash sat on the front of the teacher's desk while Sam's desk was five desk count away from the jock. The door swung open to reveal Sam's Calculus teacher and martial arts master, Ms. Tam High. Ms. High had blue short bowl hair. Her tight black skirt was two inches high from her knees. She was wearing a long white sleeve buttoned shirt. She was also wearing a grey tight button coat because she said she felt exposed.

She was also one of the most available bachelorets in website. She had the hourglass figure on her body. The men around her two schools were waiting for their time to hit on her only to be receiving the seismic toss as an answer. Tam was one of Maddie's classmates in their young age in martial arts. She was ranked second to best. Maddie was the number one best. Also, Ms. High is Sam's favorite teacher close to an aunt, and Sam is Ms. High's favorite student in both Calculus and martial arts.

She put down her paper work and looked up at class. Her green eyes surveyed the class as it quiet down. Her green eyes looking at the class gave chills on everyone's spine (except Sam) like she had an eye of a hawk. Well, the statements are quite true of having "an eye of a hawk" or "eyes on the back of her head."

The announcement was soon heard by Mr. Lancer who is part time vice principal, part time English teacher.

"Students. We have an announcement that Mrs. Dellman, Mr. Okito, and Mr. High will be away to the Amity College to teach the students in there for a month."

Sam and some of the class groaned in disappointment about the announcement. Tam's brother was really creative around in Art II and let their imagination run wild in Free Fridays in paper. Mrs. Dellman taught the U.S. History class to make the class do more projects, attention, and acts and less homework for everyone's delight. It also means have more time for projects instead turning homework for tomorrow. Mr. Okito was very fun in Physics, despite his heavy English for a Japanese teacher. He told stories about his past in Physics and made them laugh about his old class and attempts in there.

"However, we have three substitute teachers to continue the classes. Their names are Mr. Ole, Mr. Grite, and Ms. Charatee. Respect them students. You all know what happened last time."

Sam felt like the whole school winced about their behavior to the substitutes before. Last time, they were so misbehaved that they all had to stay in school until 5:30 for the rest of the semester.

"Have a great day, or should I say, 'See you later.'"

After the announcement, Ms. High slapped her forehead with annoyance. The whole class looked at her with a confused look.

"I forgot to hide the book somewhere well hidden again."

The whole class laughed. She was strong and smart, but Ms. High was forgetful. She kept on forgetting the assignments and getting lost due to her busy schedule.

As class started, Sam saw the same blue mist from her mouth. She looked around to find a ghost, but there was no ghost around her class. The class didn't see the blue mist, even the students that were sitting close to her. As her teacher turned her back to the board and wrote the topic for the day, Sam saw a purple flash under her nose. She looked down to see the writing.

Are you a Manson?

Sam looked around to see anyone else who saw the violet flash on her notebook. No one gave attention to the goth girl because they didn't see the flash or the words written on hit. Also, they were taking notes down from the board. Sam took her pencil and wrote down her answer.

Yeah. I am. Why?

Then, her attention turned back to her teacher to not cause any suspicion. When she looked down, the words that were written along with hers disappeared. The blue mist stopped flowing from her mouth as well. What the hell is really going on?

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At break, she was out of her second period, AP Spanish. She turned to walk to her locker for her next two classes she was going to be in, one with Danny and the other no one except Valerie. She and Valerie had mutual friendship and understandings. She respected Valerie's choices as Valerie respected Sam's individuality.

"Sam!" She looked to her right to see the Ghost Boy running toward her. She smiled as he walked toward her but turned into a concerned look to see his distressed face.

"Danny? What's wrong?" Danny placed his hand on her shoulder. She jumped a little of the action he did and blushed a little.

"Sam. Was there anything strange inside your class?" Sam raised an eyebrow and looked at him like he just lost his mind.

"What are you talking about Danny? Like any ghost presence?" Danny nodded.

"Yeah. Have you seen any ghosts or writing?"

Sam paled a little about what she had done at class. She answered the ghosts writing at her Calculus. She didn't want her best friends to be pissed off by her reply. Hell, she didn't want to make them think she's insane by telling them about sensing a ghost around.

She lied, "No. I haven't seen any ghosts or any supernatural stuff."

Danny sighed in relief. They didn't find her anywhere in her class. That was good, but the ghosts were still after her in the school and would show up at any time. However, the question is… why? Why do they want Sam for?

"Hello. Earth to Danny." Danny snapped back into reality to see a concerned Sam who finished taking her books. Her face expressed the cuteness with the tilting of her head to her right that Danny blushed a bit. He sheepishly scratched his neck with an idiotic grin plastered on his face.

"Sorry. What were you saying again?" Sam rolled her eyes but smiled a little.

"Why did you ask that question Danny?"

Danny couldn't tell her the truth about the ghost hunting her, but he couldn't tell her a lie because she could see him through.

"Well… um… you see…"

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Shit. The bell cut their talking time off. Sam grabbed Danny's wrist and ran fast dragging him.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! Come on, Danny! We're going to be late!" You know why Sam had to run fast? Her class, Government History, was the farthest class she has from the rest of the class.

When they reached to the class, panting, everyone stopped talking and gasped. They stared at Sam grabbing Danny's wrist. The boys glared intensely at the Fenton boy as the girls glared daggers at the Manson girl. The Government History teacher looked at the two students who came in 30 seconds early. He had blond hair that was tied in a low ponytail. His goatee showed that he was wise, and his cold dark emerald eyes showed his seriousness. He was wearing a leather brown suit.

His tone voice spoke, "Go to your seats, students."

The two sat in the middle of the class next to each other. Sam was on the left and Danny on the right. Danny's left was grabbed by arms of girls to drag him next to them as the boys on his left glared intently. The boys blocked Danny's view of Sam as the girls glared at Sam on her left. The bell rang as the blond teacher looked up.

"I'll start with the attendance. Ashley Corridge." As the list goes on, Mr. Ole got to Sam's name.

"Sam Manson."

Sam replied with a bored voice. "Here." No one noticed the smile carved on his face behind the folder attendance. As he called the last person, he put his pencil down and looked up.

"I'm Mr. Ole, and I'll begin class. My own way. So I expect no misbehavior in my class." The class felt shivers down their spine to see the cold eyes. This will be a long period.

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At lunch, Sam and Valerie got to lunch with tired expressions. Ms. Charatee's class a.k.a. Art II was really hard and strict. They had to make the painting perfect. Well, someone needs to get out of the rich lifestyle. Danny and Tucker glanced at each other as the girls sat on the table with their forehead landing on the table with a sigh.

"You girls okay?" Tucker asked. Their response was a shake of their heads. They guess the two of the new teachers gave them a hard time.

"Was Ms. Charatee's class that hard?" Danny asked. His response was a light scream of frustration.

"Ms. Charatee's class hard? Dammit! Her attitude was so fucking strict that she needs a fucking life! Not only that, her cheetah spot skirt was sticking out! I'm making a protest about hunting cheetahs for fur!" She had patience, but since stress and frustration drove her crazy, she had to come to Ms. High for the private class of meditation. Danny tried to calm down Sam only to sense a ghost nearby by the blue mist from his mouth. Sam did as well, but none of her friends noticed the blue mist.

"Uh… guys." Danny warned. Then, a huge roar came from the cafeteria as the lion jumped out. Everyone screamed and ran as the lion jumped table to table. Sam, Tucker, and Valerie huddled around Danny for him to turn into his ghost ego, Danny Phantom. When Danny left to fight the lion, Valerie looked at Sam and Tucker. Her boy friend and best friend nodded to let her go help. Valerie ran to the bathroom to change to Red Hunter.

"Okay. It's time to go back to the zoo." Danny shot an energy ball at the lion. The lion clawed the ball with it's sharp paw.

"I came here to find the heiress. I have no time for jokes." The lion made a ghost wail, or ghost roar, to get Danny off guard. Danny covered his ears and was blown back to the wall. The lion jumped toward the ghost hybrid only to get caught by the Red Hunter by the net.

"Sorry, the two other cats were still on the loose." The lion broke free of the net and glared at the two ghost hunters. "Cheetarah!" The lion roared as a blur phased through the floor. The blur knocked the Red Hunter off as it skidded to a stop. "Yes, Leo?"

"Let's go." The two large cats ran in different directions.

The lion tried again to pounce on Danny. However, Danny got out of the way by turning intangible and go through the lion. The lion landed and made a huge crater around it. The crater was 5 feet around it. Danny shot out a blast at the lion, but the lion roared to create a barrier and deflect the blast back at him. Danny got hit and landed on the wall. He fell to the floor as the lion was about to pounce on him again. Danny made another blast from his right hand. Instead of pouncing, the lion landed and duck from the blast and skidded to the side of Danny Phantom. The lion tried to claw Danny's face only to miss when Danny ducked. However, the lion tackled him to the air when he was off guard. Danny stopped in midair and was ready to make an energy ball aiming at the lion.

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"This has to be tough against the all of the ghosts." Tucker observed from the table away from the fighting scene. Danny was clawed to the far opposite of the lion. The lion was close to Tucker and Sam's table. Valerie was still fighting the ghost cheetah without much luck.

"Take this!" Danny shot out a blast from his hand toward the ghost lion. The lion dodged the blast only to let the blast aim straight toward Sam and Tucker.

"Tucker! Sam!" Valerie screamed.

"Sam! Tucker!" Danny flew straight to his two best friends.

"Damn idiot!" The cheetah ran fast toward the blast and intercepted the blast. Danny stopped and looked at cheetah's strange action.

"Wha?"

"Cheetarah!" The lion jumped to his partner's side. The cheetah's tail smacked his head. "You dumbass! Don't ever think about endangering-"

"I know! I know!" The lion rubbed his head with his paw.

"We'll come back. Let's retreat!" The lion looked at the goth girl and growled a message for her only to know.

"Do not tell anyone, or your friends, about your real self." After that, the two cats disappeared by a swirl. The four friends stared at where they disappeared with a disbelief look. Did the cheetah just saved Sam and Tucker? Why is the lion look at Sam only and just disappeared like that?

"What the fuck just happened?" Tucker asked. No one else knew the situation. It was really weird. Not only that, Sam pondered about what the lion said to her. Do not tell anyone, or your friends, about her real self? If so, what or who is she really?