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Danny woke with his face stuck to a book and drool on his homework. Huffing he slapped off his alarm clock, noticing that he woke before the alarm. He then noticed that he woke a little too early, judging from the still dark sky.
Stretching, he squinted at his clock. 5:54 am blinked back at him. Rubbing his eyes he knew that going back to sleep would be worthless.
He slid off the bed a padded over into the bathroom. Splashing his face with water he noticed the shadows under his eyes, reminding him of another fitful sleep.
Danny threw on a pair of sweats and a too long sweater and headed down stairs, not expecting anyone up at the hour. It came as a surprise to him when he found Jazz at the table.
"Uh...Morning?"
Jazz looked up from her book, much too thick to be anything
other than a dictionary, Danny concluded. "Danny? What- Why are you up?"
Danny shrugged and opened the cabinet. "Wanted to make sure no one ate all the poptarts." He took a seat opposite to his sister, pouring himself some milk.
"Mmhm," Jazz gave him a disbelieving look and dived back into her book, now and then glancing up at him. After a few minutes of silent eating Danny got enough of his sister's looks.
"Ok, what gives? Why do you keep doing that!"
Jazz gave an innocent look, teal eyes confused. "Doing what?"
"That! That look! Can't a guy eat in peace?"
The redhead raised her eyebrows but settled into her book, keeping her eyes trained on her book. Danny sighed with a bit of relief and cleared his place. Looking at the time he was surprised his parents weren't up yet. He figured they've been down in the lab longer than anticipated.
"Well," he announced, grabbing his bag from the ground. "I'm off."
Jazz looked over her shoulder, "So early?"
He gave a one armed shrug. "I'll meet up with Sam and Tuck. No worries." And he headed out the door.
True to his word he met up with Tucker at his house, wasting away the extra hour with a mix of homework and video games. To say that Danny was surprised with his friend being awake at such hours would be a bit understated, everyone knew how the dark boy treasured his sleep.
"So, why were you here so early?" Tucker asked as they walked down the street. Danny gripped his bag a bit tighter, turning his knuckles white. Taking a breath he assured that him it was nothing to worry about, he just went to bed early. Danny walked the rest of the way to the bus stop lost in his mind, knowing that he couldn't tell his friend about his nightmares, or the wild idea of ghost vultures tearing apart his house.
"Whoa, watch it big boy," Danny found himself a foot away from Sam, her hands holding his shoulders. "Where do you think your going?"
In his haze he realized he'd almost walked right past their stop, and into Sam. He stuttered out an apology and backed away, silently urging the bus to come sooner.
Sam crossed here bracelet covered arms, "you're really out of it today, huh Danny." She observed. Tucker nodded.
"Gotta agree with her there dude," he said. "You look exhausted."
Danny sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Guys...Seriously, I was just up early studying, don't worry. Now, anyone want to tell me why Sam's wearing a dress?'' He hadn't noticed it before, but now that he had he wondered how it was overlooked.
Sam stood in a knee-length dark green dress, a leather jacket and accessories to back it up. Sam put and hand to her face and groaned.
"Please, please don't ask. I am never going to live this down. I have a change at school, so I might just survive." Danny chuckled at her overly dramatic face just as the bus pulled up. The trio piled onto the bus and headed for their usual seats in the back. The ride was spent in crowded silence with Danny gazing out the window, his blue eyes watching random wandering ghosts float around the realm.
Danny soon found out that he could see ghosts after his accident. Random small creatures lurked around in Earth's realm, mostly harmless. He'd met a few ghostly friends soon after, and was fascinated with the Ghost Zone and his visits( being the only human to venture to sure places). He soon found out that he had been the reason the ghost's had free access to his world, and Ember had a heck of a time trying to reassure him that it was a good thing.
Sam and Tucker knew nothing about his ability to see and sense the ghosts, imagine that conversation. The two already had enough guilt in persuading him into the lethal contraption his parents built, and he was lucky to walk out with minor burns. After that, well, he grew a new respect for his un-dead comrades.
The morning was spent with normal routine, except for when Sam made a beeline the second she stepped foot into school to the locker rooms. Danny only paid half attention to what the teachers were trying to drill into their minds, his focus on the glowing green blobs grazing along the streets. He also learned that certain ghost had certain powers levels. Some of the weaker ghosts had little structure in this world, if any.
Stronger ghosts held an aura of power around them, wearing it like a medal. Sometimes the powers radiating off the spectral beings were a bit overwhelming, he tended to avoid those areas in the Zone.
Soon lunch rolled around and Danny couldn't be happier, the endless lecture the teachers gave tended to give him a headache.
"Hey," he said, as he slid next to his friends.
Tucker was angrily stabbing his food, his face scrunched in disgust. "What." he choked. "Is this?!" What 'that' was happened to be what looked like a mound of dirt sprinkled with grass. Danny gave his an experimental poke and grimace as his fork hit what he thought to be a rock.
"That," Sam chirped," is a healthy and right lifestyle." She proudly boasted. "We have agreed to have a vegetarian menu twice a week. The way it should be."
"Uh, no offence Sam but...I think I'm eating someone's lawn."
Sam just took a bite, ignoring our frowns. "It is perfectly safe, and edible. Much better than those animals you favor."
Danny looked over at Tucker and had to hold back a laugh. Tucker acted like some just insulted his mother, with the look he gave Sam. Pushing his tray aside Tucker and Sam started bickering, leaving Danny to mediate the fight.
Giving up on the losing battle Danny settled for his juice, not have the taste buds for mud. Suddenly Danny felt a familiar tingling in his stomach, making it's way to his chest. Recognising it as his 'ghost sense' , as he came to call it, he slowly turned in his seat. His eyes widened at the apron wearing ghost hovering of the lunch dishes, not looking at all please. Hoping and praying that it was a harmless roaming ghost he turned away, a small part of him hoping one of his ghost allies would take care of her if there was a problem.
It was wishful thinking as he felt the temperature drop and the air turn stale. His mind raced with ways to get to his locker where he kept his ghost gun, for emergencies of course. All students looked around confused as maniacal laughing boomed around the cafeteria.
And for once Danny wasn't the only one staring at the ghost.
A/N: Second chaaaapter! Wow, double post in less than a day? I'm losing it.
Woke up this morning with your lovley reviews, made my day! So whos ready for chapter THREE?! Welll...
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