This is my first time really writing Danielle. And this is my first story where I write characters that have to have some form of continuity. Please be merciful.

Danielle decided that if Jazz wasn't going to be her roommate, she had to find somebody else. Someone older, female, and that she could convince Jack and Maddie was responsible. I can totally do that, she thought, optimistic. Danielle knew she didn't have many girlfriends, but she would succeed in her mission, somehow.

How do I not have ANY friends that are female? She wondered as she sat on her bed in the attic, attempting to write down a list. So far, there were three names.

List of Girls I Know I Can Ask To Room with Me

Jazz

Star

Ashley

Unfortunately, none of these were real options. Jazz had already turned her down. Star was the queen bee, a junior at Casper High, the school Danielle went to, and the blond was an extreme brat. Danielle had no wish to room with her – she'd rather stay in this attic. As for Ashley, she had been a friend of Danielle's, though they hadn't been close enough that Danielle had shared with Ashley her half-ghost/clone status (though she did with Jack and Maddie). And unluckily for Danielle, Ashley had moved to Arizona last month. The fourteen year old had considered flying to that house to overshadow Ashley's parents to let her come here and let them be roommates together, but she would get in big trouble with Danny for that – plus Ashley wasn't "older and responsible".

I need more girlfriends. She didn't understand it. In every single chick flick there was, when it wasn't about hopelessly out casted preteens, the girls had at least three best friends they could go to about anything. Danielle wasn't hopelessly out casted. She should have more people to count on. Especially when the people she was counting on couldn't be counted on.

CoughJAZZcough.

Well, that was unfair to Jazz…she had good reasons for denying Danielle's invitation. But that didn't help Danielle.

The girl got up and turned ghost, the blinding white ring separating into two around her middle as one went up and the other went down to reveal Danielle Phantom and her mischievous expression, the list laying forgotten on the bed.

Time for desperate measures.

Danielle determinedly flew through the ghost zone, hair flipping out of her face. She looped away from Skulker's island, in and out of Klemper's realm, and eerily through Clockwork's tower. It took her a while before she was able to find the ghost she was looking for – though Amorpho was always tricky to find.

Her plan had been to ask him to pretend to be a female roommate for her. Not an actual roommate, but when people came to visit (except for Danny, since he had a ghost sense), perhaps a few of those visits Amorpho could be that identity. She'd come up with something about her roommate – like she was a workaholic or something – that would excuse Amorpho from having to be there all the time. She had her doubts about the plan, and it still had a few holes in it, but she was desperate and thought it was worth a try.

His place had that feel of an abandoned suburbia home, as he was rarely here, but she felt that she could leave some sort of message. The landlord of the apartment had told her that no one but her had shown interest in that apartment for months, which meant there was no rush to get the apartment other than that she wanted to move now. So, no rush – technically – for Amorpho to come back.

She would have walked in but right before she reached the door it opened to reveal another halfa behind it.

Danny leaned nonchalantly against the door, but the look on his face was an almost angry disapproval and set Danielle on the defensive, bracing for another lecture. Danny, most of the time, could be counted on to be pretty laid back about most things. But when it came to Danielle, he was worse than Jazz when it came to overprotectiveness and "responsibility". Danielle hated it. According to all the stories she'd been hearing, Danny had been even worse than her at sticking to the rules.

She loved her so-called cousin, but for the past few months he'd really been getting on her last nerve.

"What?" she snapped, folding her arms as she floated, glaring at him. "Just what have I done that gives you the right to look at me like that? You're not my dad."

He grimaced but didn't break eye contact. "You were planning to ask Amorpho to parade around as your roommate."

Danielle's jaw went slightly slack and Danny chuckled. "Jazz told me what she said when you asked her, and when you didn't come down for lunch…well, it's what I would've done."

The girl wanted to growl as her eyes went downcast, grumbling. "I hate it when you do that."

"Mom and Dad aren't gonna be happy when they find out about this, Danielle," he warned her.

"Yeah, well, they won't be happy to learn that you skimped out on a test for a class you already have a D in," she threatened back, raising an eyebrow at him. "Even if it was to get rid of the Fright Knight."

He paled. "How –"

"It's what I would've done," she mimicked, smirking at Danny while he just glared back. Sibling rivalries were fun. Even if they weren't really siblings. "I heard Mr. Lancer ranting about it during lunch the other day when we beat up Johnny's Shadow. Jeeze, Danny, think you'd cut a break if you actually just told Lancer your secret?"

He sighed, rubbing his temples. "For all I know, Danielle, he'd call Child Protective Services on my parents because he'll think they were experimenting on me. I don't know, so I can't take the chance. In any case – "

"In any case," she interrupted him, "I won't tell if you won't tell. If you tell – " She smiled sweetly. "I'll tell after, and they won't remember anything about punishing me when they realize Danny's been ditching school after they told you specifically not to."

He stared at her before chuckling and shaking his head. "You look really creepy when you do that."

"Am I supposed to be offended by that?" She pretended to look indignant.

"No. But don't bother Amorpho, Dani." The girl glared at him for the old nickname but Danny ignored it. "It's lying."

"Oh, because you've never done that before," she said sarcastically, frowning at him, grumpy that another plan had been foiled. She wanted to move! "Because you've never lied to your parents, not about why you were always late to curfew, not about why you were hurt all the time, not about that you were half dead, not even about the fact that half of your identity was their freaking arch enemy –"

She stopped in her tracks, the anger dropping from her face when she saw Danny's. It was a dangerous expression, a majority of fury and just a bit of hurt. Her folded arms dropped to her sides as she stopped floating and landed softly on the ground, saying gently, "I'm sorry. That was out of line."

"Yeah," he said stiffly, staring at Danielle in a way that gave her goosebumps. The expression was still on his face, but it was as though the anger weren't directed at her anymore. She got a blank vibe from him and it creeped her out. "It was."

"No Amorpho?" she said dejectedly.

"No Amorpho."

She went home. She flew ahead of Danny, frustrated beyond belief. Jazz had rejected her invitation, she hadn't come up with any back-up plan, and her shaky first plan had fallen to pieces before she could even try it.

Oh, and she'd hurt Danny as well as made him mad with her big mouth.

Ugh.

As soon as she'd entered the house she'd heard the phone ringing and flew over to it to answer. Picking it up, she couldn't help but greet dejectedly. "Fenton residence, Danielle speaking."

"Danielle!" It was the jovial voice of the senior male secretary, Harold, at the apartment complex. "Come on over, I have a surprise for you!"

"What kind of surprise?" Her voice was grumpy. The day did not seem to be promising any good surprises, so she was suspicious. Then again, he did seem rather excited.

"Come on over and you'll see," he encouraged.

Danielle sighed. "Sure. I'll see you soon, 'kay?"

"Sure, Danielle." And there was a dial tone in her ear.

Despite her misgivings, Danielle couldn't help but go. In fact, instead of waiting for a ride, the curiosity got the better of her and she flew there, invisibly. She took her wallet with her just in case. The apartment complex was not far from home and she was there in a few minutes. Turning human again by a dumpster where there were no cameras pointed at her, she walked into the front office.

"Danielle!" Harold greeted her. "Good news! Someone bought the apartment you've been looking at about an hour ago."

"What?"

He tilted his head, confused. "What's wrong? You don't have to pay for it."

She felt like she was about to cry from the frustration. She'd saved up for months, couldn't find a roommate, and someone had just bought it. "Yeah, and now I can't live in it either!"

Harold shook his head, his white hair reminding Danielle of her own in ghost form. "I've made an understanding with the buyer. The girl is sixteen and I informed her she needed either a roommate or parental permission, and she decided on having you as a roommate."

"Harold!" Danielle cried, exasperated. She calmed herself down before speaking again. She wasn't angry with him, so there was no need to take her frustration out on him. "Jack and Maddie don't know her. How can I possibly convince them?"

"I'm sure the Fentons will be understanding," he tried to soothe her.

Danielle took her wallet out of her sweater pocket and started counting out the money. She handed all of it to him – she'd saved up to cover the first four months' of her part of the rent, so it was two months' worth for the entire thing. "Here. I'm paying for it too."

"Sweetheart, someone already –"

"I'll talk to her."

"Danielle, she's not here yet."

"Then I'll wait." And she went outside.

Danielle felt like a predator lying in wait as she sat on the bed, having gotten into the room with her intangibility. Man, ghost powers seriously came in handy.

She heard footsteps repeatedly but none seemed to come for her room. She fiddled with the strings of her hoodie, her fingers, and her shoelaces as she waited, silent.

Finally, two pairs of footsteps seemed to move toward her. One pair was less steady than the other, as though one of them was having trouble walking. Danielle froze when she heard the key slowly turn, and she stood up without a sound, putting on her best glare as the door opened, her previous frustration easily recalled.

It was almost amusing how terrified the two girls in front of her looked when she snapped, "Who are you and why are you here in my apartment?"

Okay, maybe Valerie was less than forth-coming when she told Sam about what was going to happen when she left her life-style...and maybe it's not exactly Danielle's apartment xD

And I understand this is probably, like, the filler chapter of all filler chapters because nothing really happens that you really needed to know. However, I really, really needed practice writing Danielle - this chapter was really difficult for me because of that - as well as get together where she was coming from and her relationship with Danny. I like to think it's a little like Danny and Jazz's relationship because it's the only brother-sister relationship he's observed/experienced.

Anyway, I hope despite this you enjoyed it. Lovez!