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-Chapter 4-

"Permanent teacher?" Tucker asked. "That's right," Ember glanced at the register, finding Tucker's name, "Tucker Foley. I am your new permanent music teacher." Ember smiled widely.

"So, dipsticks, tell me what do you know about music?" Ember asked the whole class, yawning at the thought of needing to do this for the next hour.

Dash stuck up his hand, "I know your music is the best! That one song where you sing and the guitar's really loud! I love that song!" Dash nodded over and over, smiling widely at Ember. "You're also hot. A popular girl like you and a guy like me, you should be in the a-list." Dash gave a goofy grin, only to receive a slap in the face by Paulina.

"No girl is more popular than me. Even if the girl is you, Ember McLain." Paulina pouted, upset by the fact that Ember may be the most popular person in school now.

"Your class is so dull." Ember sighed, placing a hand on her drooping forehead. "Does anyone know anything about music?" Ember asked again aloud as no one seemed to answer the first time.

At that moment a student in the class began chanting, "You're the best, Ember! EMBER! EMBER!" And as that one student began chanting, the rest of the class began to chant and Ember's hair flared up, growing in height and volume.

Ember smirked as the rush of power flowed through her body. "I see the only thing you dipsticks know about music is who's got talent." Ember heard a very loud knock on her classroom door and in came Mr. Lancer.

Mr. Lancer spoke angrily, "I heard you were joining the staffing team and from the moment you walked into the building I knew you were trouble." Lancer glared directly at Ember. "I suggest you pack your bags and leave, Miss. McLain."

"Get lost, grandpa." Ember floated over to the door and slammed it in Mr. Lancer's face, disapproving of his opinion. "That was so cool!" Dash called out, dreamily staring at Ember.

Ember sat on top of her desk and looked over her class, smirking at Tucker and Sam, but then thought, 'Ugh, if I torture those dipsticks here, baby pop's sure to pester me.' Ember mentally slapped herself. 'And I can't have him know I'm a teacher, that would ruin me.' Ember sighed quietly.

"You, dipstick, what do you know about music?" Ember asked, pointing at Danny.

Danny didn't want to say anything that would relate him to Danny Phantom. Danny felt a little tense when answering, "Err, I know that your music is awesome." Danny awkwardly answered, as it's something Danny Phantom would never say.

Ember rolled her eyes. Ember then pointed so suddenly at Tucker, "What do you know about mu-"

Ember was cut off mid-sentence just as suddenly by his answer, "-I know that mitochondria is the powerhouse of a cell!" Tucker panicked as the class roared out in laughter.

"You're all absolute dipsticks!" Ember grit her teeth and slammed a ruler on the desk. The class was silent as Ember turned to begin writing on the white board. "Lesson 1. I want you dipsticks to start a project and study good music other than me. It better be done by next class, you don't want to piss me off." Ember threatened, phasing through the classroom door as the school bell went that showed the whole school class was over.

Danny, Tucker and Sam sighed in relief as soon as she left. "I don't get it. She doesn't seem to be up to anything." Danny said with a confused look.

"Don't let your guard down, Danny. She's definitely up to something." Sam replied, raising her eyebrows in wonder.

"What do you think, Tucker?" Danny asked as he looked over to Tucker, only to find Tucker had already lost interest. Tucker was snapping his fingers and head bobbing along with the tune that played "Remember" through his earphones. Danny and Sam shook their heads at the hopeless geek.

As everyone emptied the class, it was clear from the uproar in the halls that everyone was so excited to have Ember as the new music teacher.

-A few hours earlier, flashback-

"No ecto-cash at all, what an embarrassment!" Ember frustratingly kicked over a trash can outside Casper High, completely knocking it over. As the trash fell over, lots of pieces of crunched and ripped pieces of paper fell onto the ground. Out of curiosity Ember picked one up.

"Music teacher?" Ember asked herself out loud. Ember took a moment to think, 'All I'd have to do is teach mindless rebellious teens about music, this will be a piece of cake.' With that thought, Ember phased through a wall of the school to find the principle.

Ember phased through the principal's office. Hearing someone in the room, the principle turned around and was surprised she didn't hear the door open.

"Err, principle Iyashimi-what-a?" Ember asked, unable to read the name from the sheet of paper in her hands.

"Principle Ishiyama," She corrected. "You're Ember McLain, aren't you? I remember you well." The principle greeted, offering a seat to Ember, though Ember didn't bother to sit.

"I hear you're looking for a music teacher." Ember smirked slightly, shaking the flier in her hand. "Well, the position isn't open to misbehaving miscreants like yourself, Miss. McLain." The principle spat, keeping her calm tone, but then another thought came across to the principle, 'We do however need someone to relate to the kids and there's no one better to peek their interest in music than a world famous musician.'

"If you're willing to start today for the next music class in a few hours for minimum wage, you're hired." The principle offered.

"Ooh, I don't know about that. How about double your offer? As I am Ember McLain, and starting today." Ember bargained, making her way to the door as if she were to leave if her demands weren't met.

The principle wasn't happy, but total uproar could occur if a new teacher wasn't found soon. "Fine. Here is your teacher I.D." The principle handed Ember a teacher's pass which allowed for staff room privileges and staff discounts at the school.

With a smug smile, Ember left the room.

-Present time-

"The staff room is barricaded with other kids!" Sam said, astounded by the fact it was impossible to go in or out of the staff room because of every student knowing Ember was in there. What the students didn't know was what was going on in the staff room.

"What is she doing here, principle Ishiyama!?" Mr. Lancer bellowed, pulling at his tie in frustration.

"Well grandpa, I'm staff now." Ember said, kicking her feet up on the teachers' lounge desk.

"She can't really be teaching, Mrs. Ishiyama! You must reconsider! Have you forgotten the mayhem she had caused a few months ago?" Mr. Lancer reminded.

"Get rid of me if you want, but just know how badly this school's gonna go under if you have to cancel music." Ember yawned, tired of the other teachers' opinions on her employment. Ember continued, "And you see those out there?" Ember stopped for a moment, turning around to point at the barricaded door, "If you get rid of me, they'll all come with me." Ember shrugged, making herself a coffee in the staff room.

Mr. Lancer was speechless, powerless. All he could do was sit and wait to see how the situation played out. The rest of the staff stood silent as well, unsure of what to do. Though it seemed unprofessional to let an unexperienced teenager teach a class, it would keep the media and school council's attention away from Casper High as they have a music teacher.

Outside the staff room, Danny, Tucker and Sam continued outside to walk around for break. "This is messed up, man." Tucker breathed slowly, looking at his detention slip, unsure how to explain this to his parents. Sam took a different approach, tearing the detention slip in half.

"Not sure what's more surprising. The fact Ember's our new teacher, or the fact she gave us homework on her first day." Danny wasn't sure how he was going to keep protecting Amity Park if Ember was keeping an eye on his human half.

"What artist are you doing for your music project?" Sam asked, looking at Danny and Tucker.

Tucker shrugged nonchalantly, "I like Sia. And I think Justin Bieber's music isn't so bad now. Techno is always good." Danny's reply was a simple confused expression. He didn't think of anyone he wanted his music presentation to be about because it was the least of his worries.

"What you guys doing tonight?" Tucker asked, changing topic.

"Ghost fighting, Nasty Burger, same old same old, Tuck." Danny replied. Sam however, "Dark poetry club, I'll skip Nasty Burger."

"Guys, c'mon. Picture this-" Tucker began.

"-Not this again!" Danny and Sam said in unison. "Oh please! It'll be the best Techno Con this year! They're revealing the new PDA 4.1 with ultra-enhanced specs!" Tucker drooled slightly, picturing himself with a new PDA. "Not that you're obsolete, my beauty." Tucker whispered, caressing his current PDA.

"I couldn't even count how many times I yawned at the last one you took us to." Sam admitted, yawning at the thought of having to go again.

"Danny?" Tucker asked, giving a slight puppy dog look. "No. Way." Danny put his foot down on this one, he was not going to be stuck with Tucker at another one of his geek conventions.

-Two Hours Later-

"I hate you." Danny breathed harshly as Tucker squealed at all the new and advanced tech for poking and testing. Danny threw his hands in the air and rolled his eyes as Tucker bowed down before the display of the PDA 4.1.

"Oh my sweet, together at last." Tucker kissed the glass containment the PDA was kept in.

"Beauty, isn't it?" A middle-aged, tall man asked, walking up behind the both of them.

"Who are you?" Danny asked, eying the random stranger. "THAT IS THE CEO OF APPLE TECHNOLOGY. HE AND THE OTHERS ARE THE ONES WHO FIRST RELEASED THE PDA." Tucker stood, shocked, he was meeting an idol.

"Nice to meet you, son," The CEO smiled, looking at their newest PDA with Tucker.

"It looks kind of the same as Tucker's 4.0 model." Danny noticed, frowning slightly.

"Ah, no. We are very innovative. Each year we design and improve each model we make. This one's main new features are that it no longer has a white antenna line on the back of it, it's $200 more than the 4.0 and finally we decided to get rid of the headphone jack." The CEO smiled. "We believe the future is here and the future is no more wires."

"Are you sure you weren't just out of ideas?" Danny asked, astounded by the fact there were people wanting this new PDA; hardly different to the last one and double the price.

"If I had $450, this baby would be mine." Tucker awed as he continued to caress the glass containing the PDA.

"Powerful piece of equipment there, hm son?" The CEO looked down at Tucker with a gleaming smile.

"Yes, sir." Replied Tucker. Danny intervened their geeky moment, "Hate to cramp your style, dude, but let's go." Danny pulled on Tucker's shoulder. Tucker whined as he was being pulled away, "Nice to meet you, my boy!" The CEO waved goodbye with a slight smirk.

"Why are we leaving so soon?" Tucker pouted.

"That guy," Danny mumbled, "There's something about him that seems wrong, and I mean besides the fact that their products are way overpriced and unoriginal." Danny explained, but was unable to quite put his finger on it. "I was just getting a bad vibe from him."

"You're just paranoid, Danny." Tucker pulled Danny onward to look at the other newest technology available to see.

Danny turned around to look at the CEO of Apple Technologies once more only to find he was walking out of the convention to meet a man tall, dark and almost sinister looking man. The man had slick-back, deep-black hair, very dark brown eyes and wore a suit that said he owned a large sum of money.

Danny couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but he saw a handshake and cheque be exchanged. And just as suddenly as the man arrived, he left.

"Did you know who that was?" Danny asked Tucker with a worried face. "Who?" Tucker asked, turning around to find no one where Danny was gazing.

"Nevermind," Danny said under his breath, raising an eyebrow.

Mystery, mystery, mysteryyyy

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