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Chapter Four

Bad Thoughts


Danny and Sam had started tossing the ball back and forth. He kept glancing at Valerie every once in a while, Sam wondering still. He would probably ask Valerie about the Guys in White the minute he got the chance. She threw the ball to him.

Danny watched as the ball came closer and stepped back as it seemed it would go over his head if he didn't. He put his hands up to catch it. Then, the unexpected happened. A certain sensation crawled over his body as shivers ran up and down his spine, causing him to almost tremble. The temperature seemed to drop too quick for his body to become accustomed to it. He ducked sharply as the ball flew towards his head while his focus was drawn towards the blue wisp of breath that had come out of his mouth. The ball bounced around in random directions, but he ignored it. He looked towards Sam who was running towards him.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"My ghost sense," Danny breathed.

"But you can't leave," Sam said. "The teacher will catch you if you sneak out, and she never gives bathroom breaks."

The whole scenario caught the attention of Valerie Grey, who was currently passing the ball to Dash Baxter. She caught his throw and held the ball in her hands, looking over to Danny and Sam, pondering at the various reasons of why Danny hadn't caught Sam's pass, and why they were talking.

"Are you gonna pass it or what?" Dash called. Valerie looked at him.

"Unless you want it buried into your skull, you've better be patient," she snapped. She glared daggers at the boy, and he immediately took her seriously. She turned back towards Sam and Danny, then caught them looking towards the end of the football field. She followed their glance. "My gosh," she mumbled, the words escaping her throat. There, standing perfectly on the goal post as if it were a sidewalk was a rather curious looking girl.

She was of at least fifteen, donning a red dress. She had gold earrings that displayed an intricate design with the little spokes. Her aquamarine eyes were trained on a certain couple on the field, watching them curiously, as if unaware of everyone else. Her long, raven-black hair was kept up in a rather interesting style on her head. A smile curved her seemingly flawless red-painted lips.

"Get down from there, girl!" the teacher shouted, walking over to the girl. She never saw how the girl had gone up there, even if she was standing only about five yards away.

The girl frowned and glared at the woman, not moving a muscle.

"I said, get down!" the teacher shouted. She girl smiled and did so, landing gracefully on her feet, almost flying down. The teacher's jaw dropped. Was she seeing things or had this girl actually flown.

"Ghost," Danny whispered, looking around as many students gasped and whispered about the seemingly impossible feat.

"The thermos is in your locker isn't it?" Sam asked. Danny nodded. "Go get it, I'll cover for you here."

"How?"

"Trust me, okay?" she said, pulling a stick of lipstick from out of nowhere. It was the Fenton Utility weapon he'd given to Tucker. Apparently he'd given it to Sam.

"Thanks," he quickly said, and ran off towards the locker room. Sam nodded and watched him go, all the while turning back towards the crowd of students who only watched as the ghost walked forward and away from the teacher, searching for someone.

Sam broke into a run towards Tucker who was equally astounded as the others. "Tuck," she said, turning him so he was looking at her. "I need you to keep Valerie busy. Danny'll be back with the thermos in a little bit. Make Sure Valerie doesn't turn into ghost-hunting Valerie?"

"No problem, Sam," He said, and went towards Valerie quickly. She was running towards the locker room too, probably to go get her ghost-hunting equipment.

"Hey, Valerie," Tucker said, suddenly getting in front of her. She scowled and tried to go around him, but he wouldn't let her. Sam smirked and looked towards where the ghost was.

The girl was still looking for someone. Sam walked over to her, seeing a few students rushing away from the area. The teacher even sent away two students, the fastest runners of the group, to go contact someone for help: most likely to be the Guys in White or the towns ghost hunters Maddie and Jack Fenton. Or just Maddie.

Sam stepped in front of the out-of-place teen. "Hey," she said.

"Manson!" the teacher shouted. Sam ignored her.

"Looking for someone?" Sam continued.

The ghost snickered and smiled. "The boy you were with, young one," she said. "He looked rather curious."

"What's it to ya?"

"Nothing really," the ghost said. "My name is Soraya, what's yours?"

"Not Aphrodite wanna-be."

The ghost grimaced. "I was summoned here," the ghost continued. "By who, I don't know. But I have a feeling the boy's longing did. I sensed such heart-felt emotions emanating from him. And you, young one."

"Really now," Sam said. She was standing only about a yard and a half away, hoping not to have to go into hand-to-hand combat, that was Danny's job. Soraya nodded and walked towards Sam. "Not another step," Sam said, holding up the uncapped lipstick.

Soraya chuckled. "What are you going to do with that?" she asked.

"I'm glad you asked," Sam said, firing at a random area the green ray from the lipstick. "Now step down."

"You deny your feelings for the boy?" Soraya asked, changing the subject quickly and smoothly. Around them, most kids were whispering, some walking off the field for fear of whatever Sam might do, or what may happen.

"For Danny?" Sam asked uncertainly. "He's just my friend, nothing more, nothing less." Soraya snickered and grinned maliciously.

"Do you really believe that?" Soraya asked. Sam was about to say something not-so-nice, but before she could, Soraya just walked over quickly and slapped the girl. Sam stumbled back a step, then glared daggers at the ghoul. How dare she!


From off, Tucker spotted the scenario and let his guard down for one second, letting Valerie get away. He turned back to see Valerie already too far for him to stop her. Not to mention a certain ghost boy flying onto the scene. "Over there!" a student wailed, pointing up towards Danny.

Danny flew over to where Sam and the ghost was. Sam look furious, the ghost looked rather...pretty...I mean, pretty confident. "Anyone call for help?" he shouted out, catching both Sam's and the ghost's attention. Sam looked at him, suddenly caught within a love-sick daze and the knowing of the fact that this was her best friend she was looking her. Her extraordinarily strong best friend wearing a skin-tight hazmat black and white suit that only made him look so much hotter and...

Sam cut the train of thought short. God, what the heck was she thinking? This was Danny! She couldn't be thinking like that! She shook her head and looked at the ghost. She was smiling up at Danny, as if knowing this was going to happen and what was going to happen now.

"I believethis girlthought about doing so," Soraya called.

"And you are you?' Danny asked, landing in front of Sam.

"I am Soraya, ghost of lust and love," the ghost replied.

"Oh," Danny said. Sam, who was standing behind him, looked at Soraya over Danny's shoulder. "Sam, go back with Tucker, this ghost doesn't seem very powerful," Danny whispered. Sam quickly retreated, not thinking twice. Danny could take care of this himself.


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