A/N: Sorry about this chapter and the last chapter being so short. Am I annoying you guys with my apologies yet? I'm sorry, it just comes naturally. See! I just apologized, AGAIN! I have got to stop doing that.
Just a Teenager-Chapter 10
Lancer POV
"What is going on here?" I say, looking Danny in the eye.
Hmm, Danny, I usually call him Daniel..
Whatever, I have no time for psycho-analysis right now!
Danny hunts ghosts?
Do his parents know?
He just stands there gaping, trying to figure out what to say to me.
I try to help him out.
"Do you…hunt ghosts?"
He seems relieved.
"Yes."
That would explain everything.
The bruises. The drowsiness. The missing class.
But, wait something isn't quite right here.
I try to figure out as much as I can without revealing my suspiscions.
"Is that why you've been missing my class?"
"Yeah!"
"Okay, but why do you leave in the middle of class?"
"To…you know…hunt ghosts and stuff?"
"But, how do you know there are ghosts to hunt if you're in class?"
"I…um…look out the window?"
I just nod.
I'll play along for now.
But, there is something more at play here.
Something I just can't put my finger on.