Disclaimer:I don't own Jake Long or Danny Fenton.

Author's note:I am so sorry it took me so long to post this.I know it's been like a month.Thanks for all the great feedback.Oh yeah,and I don't know any of Danny's teachers' names,so I apologize for changing them.Please don't email me their names,because I'm not gonna go back and change them.Besides,I think this is the only time I will even mention a teacher.So please tell me what you think,guys.Hopefully I'll catch up a little and write some more; I've just been so busy.

The time is 7:45, the place is Casper High, Monday.

"Mr. Mitchell will see you now." The school secretary ushered Jake into the principal's office. "Uh hi sir. I'm Jake--" Principal Mitchell extended his hand, and Jake reached out and shook it. "Ah yes, my boy. Mr. Jake Short. It's so nice to finally meet you. Welcome to Casper High and of course the great US of A." "Thanks. Glad to be here at Casper High and uh the great US of A." The man chuckled. "Here is your class schedule. Do you need help reading it?" "No sir, thank you." "Alrighty then, I will direct you to your first class. Follow me."

They walked down several halls, and Jake noticed that the place looked a little gloomier compared to his school. He saw several pictures of a raven all over the school. "Is the school mascot a raven?" "Why, yes it is. You catch on quick. Alright, now this is your algebra class. I'll introduce you to Mrs. Peterson."

He knocked on the door and a middle aged woman opened it. "Ah Mrs. Peterson. Meet our transfer student, Jake. He's from China." A big smile appeared on her face, then she said, "Ching chang chong!" ?? Is that even Chinese? "Uhhh yeah…" "Well welcome to Algebra 101. Students, this is Jake Short, a foreign exchange student. Jake, why don't you find a seat?" "Yes Ma'am."

He looked around and found an empty seat next to a girl dressed in all black. "Um hello." She looked up. "Sup." Creepy… As Jake was pulling a notebook out of his backpack, the door opened for someone else. In walked a guy that Jake found familiar. "Sorry Mrs. Peterson, I overslept." He made his way to the back of the class only to find someone sitting in his seat. "Uh dude, that's my seat." "What? Oh sorry." "There's a seat behind me that you can grab. Hey you look kinda familiar." "Well I'm an exchange student from China." "Oh I know what it is. I saw you at the coffee house the other night." "Oh yeah, the kid with the Converse." "Welcome to Casper High. I'm Danny, this is Sam, and on your other side is Tucker." "Whatup."

Both Danny and Jake felt an eerie feeling that something wasn't right.

"Alright students," Mrs. Peterson announced, "Don't forget that we have a test tomorrow on the quadratic formula. But for right now, open your book to page ninety for today's class work."

Danny turned around in his chair. "Hey Jake, we're all going over to Tucker's house tonight to study for the test. You're welcome to join us." "Alright, cool."

"No talking, students."