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Sam's P.O.V.
It was nighttime, I lived in my apartment house, basically a big house that was like an appartment building. I was taking a warm, hot, shower as I cleaned myself before I go to bed. It has been a crazy day for me, I've heard that Amity has some ghost problems, and that its being delt with by two ghost hunters, and the town's hero, Danny Phantom, aka Danny Fenton, one of my students. He came to my rescue after I was taken by this crazy vampiric ghost, who dropped me down for dead. If Danny hadn't saved me, I would've round up as another ghost.
Since then, I've promised him to keep his secret for him. I don't see how can such a sweet boy be hated by the teachers. Maybe I should talk to him about it? I'm supposed to learn more about the students who has the most problems.
I stepped out of the shower as I cover myself with a black towel. I walked into my bedroom and pulled out some black underwear from my dresser.
As I prepared myself in bed, now wearing a black tank top and black pajama pants, I lay myself to sleep as I dreamed of a peaceful dream.
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Danny's P.O.V.
The next day of school is just another normal day. Yesterday after I saved Ms. Manson, Tucker and Valerie wanted me to know that if she was okay. I didn't told them about Ms. Manson discovering my secret, because that will bring in for a lot of trouble.
I was in Ms. Manson's class, as usual. Ms. Manson came in as she's wearing a black sweater with matching black long skirt, and black boots. Why does she wears all black?
"Good morning, students." Ms. Manson started. Today we were now discussing the Civil Wars, and the weirded part is, it wasn't boring. Usually, the teachers, Lancer, would bored us about the subjects, but the way Ms. Manson teach...
"...Now, back in the 1800s, there weren't any medications to heal wounds and broken bones. If you have a broken leg in the 19th century, the doctors back then will just have to cut off your leg, and leave nothing to closed the wound. You'll die eventually by blood lost, and bacterial infection."
My classmates were shocked, hell, even Dash felt scared with the thought of having your limbs brokened and cut off can be scary. A few minutes later, the bell rings as it was lunchtime. Before I meet up with my friends, Tucker and Valerie, Ms. Manson called to me.
"Danny, may I have a word with you?"
I wonder what Ms. Manson wanted from me? I guess it has something to do about my grades, that or about my ghost powers. As all the students left the room, it was just me and Ms. Manson.
"So, what is it do you want, Ms. Manson?" I asked politely.
Ms. Manson reply "Well Danny, I've been reading about your grades and absent records," oh no, she read my records "and I understand about your 'secondary school activity," aka 'ghost fighting' "but as a teacher, it's my job to help you pull your grades up."
I scoffed, I heard that lots of times and no teacher does that to me anyway, "Yeah right." I muttered.
"What's that supposed to mean, Mr. Fenton?" She asked defensively.
"I mean, your not even going to try to help me. I've heard that line from every teacher, including Mr. Lancer, my guidance counselors, and the Principal!" I yelled my heart out. It was the same thing for me, none of the faculty members helped me, because they view me as a menace.
When I looked at Ms. Manson, she looked calm, not flinching from my outburst. She placed her hand on my shoulder and spoke to me "Danny, do you believe that your a menace."
I narrowed my eyes, then looked down to the floor "No." I answered.
"Then what those teachers say about you, they have no idea what your capable of." Her words felt genuine. It was like she knew what she's saying to me. "Don't let others put you down, because I don't see a menace. What I see, is a great guy who can accomplish anything."
Those words, they don't sound fake at all, they sound so...genuine. None of the teachers ever told that about him before, most of them seems to give up on him, saying stuff like 'they couldn't live up to his sister's standards.' He hated that he's compared to his sister, but he doesn't hate her for that.
"Take me for example, Danny." Ms. Manson continues "When I attend here, I was considered a social outcast, but I proved to those kids and the teachers when I became one of the 10 students who past their CAT's." her smile is genuine "If I can prove to the nay-Sayers wrong, then you should too."
"T-thanks, Ms. Manson." I said as I walked out of the classroom. No one has ever said that to me before, not my parents, my teachers, or my friends. For once, Ms. Manson is starting to become my new teacher.
As I walked towards the halls for lunch, I was stopped by Dash, and his football cronies "Fen-turd! I have a bone to pick with you!"
Great, now I can't escaped this one.
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Sam's P.O.V.
I was having my own lunch in the classroom, since I preferred to eat alone. Sometimes I would sit next to the window and look outside while I eat.
But as I watch the back of the school, I saw the school's football team gathered around. I then watched Dash, dragging someone and threw him to the floor. I was shocked that the kid Dash dragged in, as I raced out of my classroom and head straight towards the back of the school.
'Hang on Danny, I'm gonna put a stop to this!'
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Now Ms. Manson's going to save Danny, from getting pounded!
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