New chapter people sorry this took so long, I know I always say that, but enjoy. Oh and be wary this one has a little juiciness to it, (there is talk of boobies)

Don't own Danny Phantom.

Narrator: To work set the writer his keyboard a blaze.

Ghost Writer: you're hairline I'll lower your chin I will raise.

Narrator: As he spoke and he wrote the changes took place altering slightly the shape of her face.

Ghostwriter: Alter your eyes now from purple to blue, to make it so there's no way Dan will recognize you. The width of your nose, you're hair's color and style.

Sam: Are you almost done here? This is taking a while.

Ghostwriter: Please be patient dear girl there is still quite a bit left until we're complete, the clothes that you wear, and the shoes on your feet.

Narrator: Her shoes now were sneakers which snuggly clung to her feet; her pants were capris and white as a sheet. Her hair was dark brown, her shirt was blood red.

Ghostwriter: I'll increase your bust slightly.

Sam: HEY!

Ghostwriter: Did you want smaller instead.

Sam: Just leave…those alone.

Narrator: She said cheeks flushed red, her lips slightly pursed.

Ghostwriter: If that's how you want it…but it's where he'll look first.

Sam: Man even ghost boys are the absolute worst. Fine increase it a little if you think that is best.

Ghostwriter: Good, now your voice is all that needs tending now that I've handled your breast. One half octave lower, tweak the pitch and the tone, when you meet up with Danny you'll be quite unknown.

Narrator: when she looked in the mirror she found it was real; her body was different but still held appeal.

Ghostwriter: You're not more attractive, but nor are you less, I've just changed a few features and style of dress, so when confronting young Daniel give this new form no due, if your who he chooses then it's because you, are you.

Narrator: Then Sam smiles and nods then breaks in her new voice.

Sam: I can't thank you enough for this wonderful choice, I'm still not so sure your intentions are pure.

Ghostwriter: You're a sensible girl of that much I'm sure. Now I must away back to Dan, be outside the park at a quarter to eight, I'll ensure you won't be made to wait.

Narrator: Sam nods once again as the ghostwriter whisks off and away, the sun going down and ending the day, appearing to Danny Just walking out his front door.

Ghostwriter: Oh my what a night do you have in store

Danny: Yeah Paullina, the twilight…

Ghostwriter: And oh so much more.

Danny: I don't care what your plan is nothing can ruin this night, no parents, no trouble, and no ghosts to fight.

Narrator: Soon in front of the park is where Danny would be, and lo and behold what is that the he sees, a girl rather pretty, a little more than pretty perhaps. His heart pounded loudly he thought he'd collapse. He approached her quite slowly, unsure what to say, that is till she smiled saying.

Sam: Oh hey, my name is Lenore and I'm new to this place, are you feeling alright there's a flushed look on your face.

Narrator: she played her part perfect, and with the help of the spell.

Ghostwriter: there'll be no way for Danny to tell.

Danny: No I'm alright, just chilly

Ghostwriter: He lies.

Danny: You look sort of familiar, something…something I see in your eyes.

Ghostwriter:…Well that is a surprise, I guess I misjudged him, he has more depth then I thought, Sam looks surprised, I hope she won't get herself caught.

Sam: No I don't think so, but you know we could make it true; I would be familiar…if I got to know you.

Ghostwriter: So clever a girl, young Dan has good taste, wit sharpened tongue, and no time does she waste.

Danny: Sure we could do that…oh I'm Danny by the way, is your move here a long one or a much shorter stay?

Narrator: asks Danny as they go on their way, smiling and laughing to Paullina's dismay, who sees Danny walk off her arms clasped together as she makes a small Scoff.

Ghostwriter: So perfect a story, drama, deception, a triangle of love a classic this tale has the makings there of.