Me Do not Own Danny Phantom. If I did his name would probably be Mike and he'd have brown hair.

Chapter Three: Danny Phantom's Girlfriend

Mobs of children wrapped around a small, nervous looking figure in the middle of the hallway.

"Does he have soft skin?!"

"Is he really tall?"

"Is he handsome?!"

"What is he like?!"

"What's it like being his girlfriend?!"

Taylor was up against her locker. Flocks of girls and boys came out of nowhere it seemed to bombard her with questions. The air was becoming warm, and suddenly she was suffocating. She needed to get out, fast and soon.

"For the last time- I'm not his girlfriend!"

News of the attack and the heroic save by Danny Phantom spread through Casper High like wildfire. The next day when Taylor walked through the doors, she was no longer known as the new girl. Now she was dubbed, "Danny Phantom's Girlfriend." Though this was quite a nice change from being at the bottom of the food chain, she was tired of people asking her what Danny smelled like.

Apparently the school newspaper was involved. One of the photographers stayed in the room during the attack, taking pictures. On the front page of the paper, Taylor was greeted to the sight of herself looking as though she was going to have a heart attack, being held securely by Danny Phantom.

It. Was. Disturbing.

She never enjoyed being in newspapers, and this was exactly why.

Taylor pushed her way through the crowd and began to run. She was very used to running, as she ran every day. Back at her old school she was on the varsity track team, and spent all winter and fall winning local races with record breaking times. It was times like these where she was thankful of her ability; hopefully she would be able to lose the crazed fans.

Whirls of lockers and eager faces past her as she ran in a sprint down the hall. Her natural stride was tall and lean, gracefully charting out a location for her refuge. She needed to find her hiding place, and fast. Already she could feel the hot ragged breath radiating off the large group of kids as they chased after her wildly.

"It's that girl- wait!" came a voice distantly behind her.

She turned sharply down one of the many hallways in Casper high, and luckily found some sort of a Janitors Closet.

"Please don't be locked!" she begged silently as she tried to open it. With a few tugs and pulls it sprang ajar.

Breathing heavily, Taylor closed the door and backed away slowly.

The room was dark, cold, and lonely. It was the perfect hiding place.

Shadows and cries of the mob immediately past by, and she sighed a bit in relief. It was over; for now she was safe. That was until she hit something warm and soft.

"AHHH!!!"

Taylor turned back swiftly to see the same black haired boy from yesterday's class. He looked as shocked as she did, and put his hands out in front of

him.

"Calm down!" he said nervously.

She relaxed a bit as she realized he was on her side.

"I'm sorry- I just- I mean-" she pointed with a shaking hand to the hallway, "they-"

"Are after you because they think you're my- I mean, Danny Phantom's girlfriend. . ." he said dully.

Silence.

Both of the teens looked at each other for a moment, before turning a slight shade of red. The reality of their situation hit them both hard.

"I..I'm Taylor," she said, holding out a thin muscular arm.

Danny took her hand and shook it.

"Yeah…I know. . ." he said, indicating to her newfound fame," and I'm Danny, Danny Fenton."

Her gaze dropped to the floor as she studied her feet.

"So . . . what are you hiding for?"

She looked up to see Danny nervously gritting his teeth.

"FENTON!"

"That." he answered shortly.

Danny and Taylor both looked back to see the outline of the same blonde haired boy Taylor had seen the day before. He seemed to be angry, looking for Danny fervently.

"Him…" muttered Taylor in understanding. She heard about him. His name was Dash, and he thought that because he occasionally helped win a football or basketball game, that he was the best thing in the world. He was a far cry from some of the polite and modest athletes she came across. He was just stuck up and annoying.

When he was safely gone, Taylor went to the door.

"We better get to homeroom. . . or Lancer will murder us"

Danny nodded with a grin.

"Or he'll just bore us to death with Moby Dick in Detention." he said with amusement.

Both of them laughed, and as Taylor walked with Danny to class she realized that he might just be a friend.

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"So you're from Delaware, right?" asked Sam, the goth girl she met yesterday.

Danny had two other best friends, and they both seemed okay with Taylor, though Sam didn't really like it when Taylor sat near Danny. She figured it was because she was protective of him; they'd been friends since the second grade.

"Arden, Delaware." Taylor informed as she slid her green lunch tray down the serving table.

"Isn't Delaware the smallest state in the U.S?" asked Tucker as he looked at the selection of lunch. They were serving nothing edible looking, but Danny told Taylor that it was like that every day.

"I'm almost certain, but not too sure." Taylor said with a grin. Tucker she found, was quite odd, yet funny at the same time.

"Don't mind him," Sam said as she smirked playfully at Tucker. "All of that meat is starting to go to his head."

Taylor laughed lightly as she watched Tucker glare at Sam. "Whatever, veggie queen."

Same was a vegetarian, while Tucker was quite obsessed with meat. Danny said they argued constantly.

"Veggie queen for a very good reason . . . all of those poor animals! We don't need meat you know." Sam argued back venomously.

". . Crazy people like you maybe."

Both teens looked as though they were going to kill each other, until Danny stepped between them calmly.

"Are you two arguing about food again?"

"He-She started it!" they both shouted at the same time, pointing to each other. The line moved down a bit as Danny grabbed a hamburger.

"Well, whoever started it better stop. . ." he said, looking over at Taylor apologetically. She could tell that he didn't want her to leave their little circle. What he didn't realize was that she couldn't leave it. If she did she would get preyed on and eaten alive by crazy Danny Phantom fangirls.

"It's really okay. . . I argue with my friends all the time." she assured lightly as she bit her bottom lip. She missed her friends greatly at the moment.

Tucker, Sam, and Danny shifted uncomfortably and gave her an understanding look. They all knew that if one of them ever moved they would be lost. The mood was suddenly heavy, and Taylor didn't want it to stay that way.

"But I must say.. meat rules," she said grinning vividly at Sam while she picked out a hot chicken leg from the serving booth.

"Score!" shouted Tucker as he high fived Taylor.

Sam scowled.

When they all bought their unappetizing meals, the kids took Taylor to their familiar table. It was about in the the center of the cafeteria, across from the popular table. There seemed to be one in every school, all filled with really dumb kids.

"Welcome, to the Loser table." Sam said with a relaxed and proud smile as she took her seat.

Taylor smirked slightly at the comment.

"You guys are pretty cool losers."

"Yeah, we know," said Tucker with a pleased look on his face.

"Modest Tucker?" Danny asked with amusement as he sat down near Taylor.

Tucker didn't hear him however, as he pulled out his PDA.

"We have a lot of work to do.." he stated as a 3D Diagram sprang up. Taylor looked at it with awe.

"No..we don't." said Sam with gritted teeth as she pushed a button on Tucker's PDA. The diagram faded.

"Not now."

Taylor looked with confusion to Danny, Sam, and Tucker. They were hiding something, and she wasn't sure what it was.

"Uh…that was just a project." Tucker said with a fervent nod to Taylor, who looked very skeptical.

"A loser project?" asked a very thick Spanish voice from behind her. Taylor turned around to see a very pretty girl. Around her were several other girls. All had their arms crossed and eyes narrowed. She had a superior and snobby look about her that made Taylor want to laugh with contempt, but she just kept silent. The girl narrowed her eyes at Taylor and flipped her hair.

"You may be Danny Phantom's girlfriend, but I'm prettier." she said icily.

"Danny Phantom is not my boyfriend!" repeated Taylor with anger. Did she have to keep repeating herself?!

"And I don't know if you're that much prettier than her Paulina," said Sam with a smirk to the other girl.

So her name was Paulina.

"I'm the hottest girl in the school, loser." said Paulina, now looking at a pleased Sam.

"I don't know about that. I mean, she is pretty good looking."

Taylor blushed and fingered a few strands of her long curly brown hair. Paulina scowled at her angrily and huffed.

Danny frowned a bit in defeat.

"She really isn't going out with him Paulina. . .Danny likes you, remember?"

The angry look Paulina had seconds before was replaced with a cheerful look.

"Really?!"

"Uh-Yeah," Taylor said rolling her eyes, stating the obvious.

"Good. Then have fun eating at the loser table Taylor."

And then she was gone.

"Who is she, and why is she such a bitch?" asked Taylor with a scowl.

Danny still had his enormous blue eyes fixed on Paulina.

"She's Mrs.Fenton. At least, she will be."

Sam rolled her eyes and pushed her lunch away. Suddenly it became very clear to Taylor. Sam liked him. Out of respect, Taylor moved a bit farther away from Danny. She didn't want to be too close and hurt Sam's feelings. Behind all of that dark gothic behavior, she was an extremely nice person who didn't deserve to feel such hopeless pain.

"Thanks for the compliment by the way Sam," said Taylor with a slight blush. He had never thought of herself as pretty, though she would constantly receive compliments.

"Oh..no problem at all. Especially if it makes Paulina look bad."

"That's really hard to do," Danny commented with a sloppy grin to Paulina who was sitting opposite him.

"Just remember something Danny. Beauty fades, stupid is eternal."

And that was the start to a beautiful, twisted friendship.

Gah. I had practically no time to write the passed few days Oo.

I hoped you enjoyed!

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