"Forget that I said anything," I mutter. Why did I even say anything in the first place?
"Oh no you don't! You keep secrets when we're in danger!" Paulina exclaims.
"I work out," I mutter.
"Geeks don't work out!" Dash exclaims and I lift up my shirt to show them my well defined abs and scars that they hopefully think that I obtained in the plane crash.
"Then how did I get so muscular?" I smirk at everyone's shocked faces as Sam and Tucker laugh at their expressions.
"That's easy! You take steroids!" Dash yells.
"My parents would kill me if I ever took steroids or anything else of the sort, so I actually don't take steroids, but now we know your secret."
"I don't take steroids!"
"You suggesting that I take them tells us that that's what's on your mind which in my experience means that you are taking them and you're trying to make sure that no one notices." I love making him angry. It's always entertaining and I can't make Sam angry without her making me full ghost.
"I DON'T TAKE STEROIDS!" I start laughing and it just makes him even angrier. "You'd better sleep with one eye open tonight, Fenton."
"Oh, I'm so scared. In case you haven't realized, you would be dead if I wasn't here, and you'll probably die if I decide not to help you anymore, and we are being held prisoner by several guys strong enough to overpower you, supposedly the strongest guy in Amity Park."
"Supposedly?" He questions.
"What about Phantom?" I demand.
"He's a ghost, so he doesn't count."
"I'm stronger than you." He starts laughing.
"You stronger than me? Thanks for the laugh!" I allow my eyes to turn green for a second before willing them to fade back into their usual icy-blue. I'll prove my true strength sooner or later. Some of it, at least. I don't need them to find out that I'm Phantom.
"Danny, do you have a plan?" Mr. Lancer asks. I guess he didn't like the conversation that was going on already.
"Not yet. I need to learn their scedual before I can find up with a plan. For right now, I guess we just try to keep each other entertained or learn more about everyone else. I guess we can go ahead and go to sleep. We should probably still have two people take shifts at a time just in case. Who wants first shift?" Scarlett raises her hand, volunteering Mary and herself.
"We can do it," Scarlett says.
"We?" Mary asks.
"Yes, we. Do you have a problem with that?"
"I guess not." Scarlett rolls her eyes at Mary before the two girls situate themselves so that they can see the door. Sam, Tucker, Valerie and me sleep next to the door, the A-Listers sleep next to the far wall, and everyone else sleeps in between us.
A few hours later, still Danny's point of view:
I wake up to sudden movement close to me. I sit up and see that Mary is using Scarlett as a pillow and Max just woke Tucker up. What shift are we on? After dismissing it, I lay back down and go back to sleep. I haven't even closed my eyes when my ghost hearing picks up a sound outside of the cell. What was that?
"Be quiet! We don't want to wake them up quite yet. We don't need them to know what we're planning for them," I hear Damen whisper.
"Yes sir," Jackson whispers back.
"I hope that Danny boy doesn't like living." They don't know what I'm capable of. They can't kill me. Right?
A/n I do not own Danny Phantom.