Recap:

He eyed his bed mournfully. He wanted nothing more than to curl up under the covers and sleep for the rest of the day but he knew it wouldn't happen. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. One sleepless night couldn't really hurt, could it?

It didn't take long before Danny realized just how wrong he was. How did people do this? He'd been struggling all morning to keep his eyes open and was slowly losing the battle. He had never fallen asleep in class before and didn't plan to start now, no matter how appealing it was at the moment. Danny felt eyelids begin to close and his body became significantly heavier with his fatigue. But maybe… maybe just this once he could…

Danny jumped in alarm, nearly falling out of his desk, when a hand slammed on the wooden surface. Looking up with wide eyes he saw his teacher staring down at him, the short and balding man looked torn between concern and annoyance.

"Mr. Fenton, I would appreciate it if you paid attention when I'm talking. You can finish your little nap after school." The boy stared for a moment before giving a mumbled apology and Mr. Felucca, now satisfied, returned back to the front of the class and continued his lesson, throwing numbers on the board while others scrawled the questions on their paper in their own messy cursive.

Danny sighed and sank down in his chair and tried to focus on whatever Mr. Felucca was talking about. He was dimly aware of a quiet ringing noise, probably the bell, and slowly set to work on gathering his things. Before he could leave his teacher moved to stand in his way. Danny looked at him, confused and wary.

"Mr. Fenton, a moment, if you please." The bespeckled man gestured back to Danny's desk. Following the cue Danny sat back down, impatiently waiting for the teacher to speak.

"Now, Danny, I know things have been kind of tough for you lately, and I hope you don't mind my asking but, if you need someone to talk to I'm willing to listen." Danny opened his mouth to object, but Mr. Falucca didn't give him a chance. "If you are uncomfortable talking to your teachers or family there's always the school counsellor. I'm sure Ms. Erikson would be would be more than willing to set up an appointment with you."

Danny frowned. "Thanks for your concern, Mr. Felucca, but I don't think that'll be necessary." He murmured as politely as he could, struggling to keep his irritation to himself.

The man nodded. "Alright, but if you change your mind don't be afraid to go see her. No one's here to judge you, you know."

Danny nodded and gave the man a tight smile. "I'm sorry Mr. Felucca, but I need to get to class-"

"Of course."

One signed note later, Danny was on his own in the halls of Casper High, shuffling through his locker, digging for the appropriate binder only to find it not there. He realized it was probably still sitting in his room somewhere and groaned, knocking his forehead against the old metal lockers, standing there to wallow in his misery for several minutes. This was definitely not turning out to be his day. With a slight grumble Danny slammed his locker shut, hearing a small click as it automatically locked itself, and stormed down the halls. If he was lucky he wouldn't need his things today.

Danny rolled his eyes. Yeah. As if. By the time he finally made it to his Food Studies class he was well over fifteen minutes late. He spent the rest of the period ignoring his teacher deciding whatever was happening wasn't very important. It's not like it would matter anyways, he already had an A in the class. By the time lunch arrived Danny felt more asleep than awake, stumbling though the halls in a slight daze.

"…anny, dude… kay?" Danny blinked.

Two hands placed themselves on his shoulders, shaking him gently. "…llo? Hey–hello? Danny! Snap out of it." When he voiced a small whine of discomfort the shaking stopped, but the hands stayed firm on his shoulders.

"Dude, you look awful. You okay?"

"…Guys?" Danny frowned in mild confusion. He was startled to see Sam so close to him, standing less than a foot away, while Tucker stood further back, worriedly peeking over the Goth's shoulders.

Danny stared stupidly at them before finally processing his friend's words. "Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired." He tried to give them a reassuring smile.

Sam frowned. "A little? You look dead on, I mean, well maybe you're coming down with something?" At her words Tucker edged away, shooting a wary look at his raven haired friend.

Danny shook his head. "I'm fine, Sam. I was up pretty late last night, that's all."

The girl hesitated. "Danny…" She sighed, removing her hands from his shoulders and turning her head away. "Come on; let's get something to eat before lunch is over." Tucker gave a small whoop of joy and Sam glared at him. "Just promise me you'll stop by the nurse's office later today, please?"

"…Sure."

Tucker stared. There was a tense and possibly even awkward air around his two friends. He narrowed his eyes in thought, but before he could really think about it Sam finally spoke up.

"Okay, cool."

Without warning she turned away. Her steps were rushed as she left the two boys behind in the hall. They stood there for a moment, stupefied by her sudden retreat before rushing after their friend, calling for her to slow down.

When the trio reached the cafeteria they ordered their respective meals, having a small argument about why veggies were better than meat and vise versa. Danny didn't dare tune his friends out, uncertain if he would have to come between them if things got ugly. Thankfully they kept most of their opinions to themselves and therefore ended the fight sooner than usual. Danny didn't like having to choose between his friends whenever they got in a spat and always tried to remain as neutral as possible, which usually lead to several accusations of him being unfair and choosing sides. Sometimes it even lead them to argue about who Danny liked better. He loved Sam and Tucker, he really did. But when they disagreed on something they could give him a pretty nasty headache.

Sam and Tucker began to talk to each other about their classes and Danny's attention began to drift. It felt like only seconds had passed before he felt someone gently shake his shoulder. The boy groaned and struggled to lift his head from the table. He began mumbling something, his words muffled by his arm and becoming indistinguishable.

Sam lifted Danny's head up off his arms and gave him a contemplative stare. "I think you should go home. You look beat." Danny opened his mouth to argue but was cut off by a yawn. Sam's lips twitched into a smug grin.

It didn't take much to convince Danny to go home. Whether or not he could make it, however, that was debatable. He'd probably need to get a ride.

He jumped when a nearby door swung open, revealing a read headed woman clad in a read suit. He caught a glimpse of bright green eyes behind the dark pair of sunglasses she wore. For reasons totally beyond him, Danny began to edge away from her.

"Oh, hello, I didn't see you there! Did you come by to make an appointment?" She said in a sickeningly sweet voice.

Danny stopped for a moment before he realized she had just been in the shrinks office. Shaking his head Danny muttered. "Oh, uh, no. I'm not-"

"Don't worry, I've got some free time. You look like you need someone to talk to. Come on in." Danny backed away from her.

"Free time? What are you, the shrinks secretary?" …Did psychologists even have secretaries?

The woman smiled. "Oh, I'm sorry. I haven't introduced myself yet! How rude of me. I'm Ms. Spectra." She said brightly. "I'll be filling in for Ms. Erikson this week."

Danny raised a brow, giving her a quick look over. "So, you're a counsellor?"

"Uh-huh. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"

"Err, no?"

Spectra grinned. "That's okay. I'm sure we'll get along great, kid."

"It's Danny."

An apologetic look crossed her face. "Oh, my bad." She moved closer to him, pacing her hand on his shoulder and winked. "I'll be seeing you around, Danny."

"Oh, yeah, sure. I'm uh, gonna go now." Danny shook her hand off and quickly walked past the cheerful woman, making a b-line for the nurse's office so he could get a slip and go home.


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Posted: November 19, 2010
Edited: November 29, 2010
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Filler chapter is filler chapter. _ Spectra was a last minute add in. She wasn't really gonna come in until a few chapters later, but…

Danny

Chemistry C+

Algebra B-

Food Studies A-

-Lunch-

Phys Ed D

Astronomy A

Tucker

History B

Algebra C

Sewing A

-Lunch-

Phys Ed D

Computers A

Sam

Art B+

Algebra B-

Biology A

-Lunch-

Phys Ed B

Astronomy C+

Yes, yesterday I actually got bored enough to make up a class schedule and grade points for them… I have no life. –shame face-

I saw Tuckers classes and marks a few months ago in What You Want, and built Sam and Danny's schedule off that. (I did change Tuckers grades a little to accommodate for their lack of ghost hunting in this fic, but he did have those A's in the actual show).

If you've got any questions about their classes just say something and I'll get back to you on it.