Hiya!
"M-Mr. Lancer. Uh, hi." The boy stuttered. Smooth, Fenton.
"Mr. Phantom, I was just looking for you." The teacher stated calmly.
"You were?" Danny asked, his voice slightly higher than usual.
"Yes, I just went to check on Mr. Fenton. He wasn't there and when I asked the nurse, she told me that he never came in. Care to explain?" Lancer interrogated.
Danny gulped. Uh-oh, he was in trouble. "Well…um…"
Lancer quirked his eyebrow. The kid was hiding something. "Mr. Phantom…" he prodded.
"Fenton…told me not to tell." Danny decided on at last. His human self was in a heck of a lot of trouble for this.
"Tell what?" Mr. Lancer continued. For a moment, it was weird speaking to the ghost boy like this. Then, he started to realize that Danny Phantom didn't seem unnerved by this at all. Now, Lancer realized that Phantom was basically just another kid, only with a huge responsibility. Although the teacher never admitted it aloud, he actually admired the young boy a little for this. Finally, a responsible student, even if it wasn't for their schoolwork.
"Can't say." Danny replied.
"What can you say?"
"Not much."
"Can you say if Mr. Fenton is uninjured?"
Danny shook his head.
"Any reason you're not saying anything?"
"I already told you, he told me not to tell." Danny responded.
"Mr. Phantom, if he's hurt, we have to know."
"I promised, though."
Lancer gave the kid a hard look, although Phantom seemed to think nothing of it. Ms. Manson and Mr. Foley were right, this kid was stubborn. Finally, he sighed in defeat.
"Can you at least tell me if he's safe?" Lancer pleaded.
"Yeah. He's safe. Don't worry, I made sure." Danny assured.
Not wanting to give his teacher any more time to think, he walked off down the hallway at a hastened pace. He-well, Danny Phantom-had gym next. Oh crud. Danny nervously made his way to the gymnasium. What was he supposed to do? Having paranormal strength and all, gym would be really awkward. He could always leave and blame it on a ghost attack, but that would only work for so long.
Unfortunately, Danny didn't have to think any more about the issue because Teslaff was waiting for him outside the gym. Lucky him.
"Phantom." She barked, causing the boy to jump a little. Danny nervously walked over to her. Danny could name ten ghosts that were less scary than her, not counting his allies.
"Yeah." He managed to say. He mentally smacked himself for sounding so pathetic.
"The school would like me to inform you that you are still required to participate in the normal gym class unless agreed otherwise. Ghost powers are not allowed." She reported. Danny nodded in understanding. "Also, you will be treated no different than any other student, although the tasks may be…amped up a little."
"Didn't expect anything less." Danny confirmed.
"Good. Now go get changed." Teslaff ordered. She said this with an unintentional friendliness, though. Phantom was being much more agreeable than she thought he'd be. After all, this kid must have been through heck between the fans, suddenly being back in school, and who knows what else.
Danny flashed her a quick smile before disappearing through the gym doors. At least someone was treating him normal. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case of everyone else. He was never happier to have the power to be invisible in his life.
When Danny was finished changing, he ran out where everyone was lined up against the wall. Yes, the Casper High gym uniform did look strange on him. A few people had to suppress giggles at how foreign it looked. Although…half of the girls weren't minding too much if you know what I'm saying.
"Okay, Phantom, Manson, Foley, this side of the gym." Teslaff ordered, pointing to the half she was currently on.
The trio followed orders while exchanging confused expressions. They turned to face the larger crowd on the other side of the room once they reached the wall.
"Everyone else, DODGEBALL!" the gym teacher shouted, tossing a bin of balls into the arena.
Danny, Sam, and Tucker's expressions all turned to shock as they were suddenly pummeled with balls. Danny ducked as at least ten balls came hurdling his way. Amazingly, he was able to dodge all of them swiftly and with a grace that he wasn't normally known for. He watched as Tucker was hit and made his way to the side of the gym, joining the members of the opposite team that Sam had hit.
"Anytime you want to help out!" Sam shouted.
The ghost boy quickly avoided yet another round of balls by doing a quick duck-somersault-grab the ball-and stand back up routine. Danny instantly fired the ball, making sure to use only enough strength to get it across the gym. Any harder and he might accidentally hurt someone. Luckily, the ball flew across the gym and hit Dash.
The number of kids was shrinking drastically. The other side had less than half of its original players.
"Hey ghost boy," Sam teased "Time to kick it up a notch?"
"You got it!" Danny agreed, a smile plastered on his tan face. He was actually…enjoying this.
Sam began firing balls as fast as she could, Danny doing the same. They stood a few yards apart. One by one the other team faded until there were only a few kids left and hardly any balls on their side. While Sam turned to get a ball, someone whipped a ball in her direction.
"Sam, watch out!" Danny shouted.
It was no use, the ball was coming too fast. Thinking quickly, Danny picked up the closest ball and threw it at the other ball, knocking it of coarse.
"Thanks!" Sam called back.
"No problem!" Danny replied, firing another ball.
It hit. Two left.
Sam fired a ball at one of the kids. It went too fast for the student to dodge it.
One Left.
The two searched for more balls to throw, but there weren't any left on their side.
"Danny, we're out of balls!" Sam shouted to her sole teammate.
"Really, I hadn't noticed." Danny remarked sarcastically.
Mikey was, surprisingly, the only one left. One scrawny nerd against one super-human ghostly hero and an athletically gifted Goth. The odds were in his favor.
A loud whistle echoed throughout the large gymnasium. "Time's up!" Ms. Teslaff shouted. "Phantom and Manson are the winners."
"I'd say it was a tie." Danny suddenly spoke up.
Everyone turned to give him weird glances. Who the heck argued against their own victory? Sam just gave him a knowing smile, though.
"Alright. Tie!" Teslaff declared. "Class dismissed!"
Everyone began their way back to the changing rooms. Danny noticed Mikey run up to him.
"W-Why'd you do that?" Mikey asked nervously. This was Danny Phantom after all.
"Do what?" Danny wondered, a small smile still gracing his features.
"Call it a tie. You guys won."
"Technically, we didn't win. We never knocked out the other side completely." He ghost boy responded.
"Oh. Well…um…thanks." The scrawny boy thanked with a little smile.
Danny just returned the smile before turning back to his friends.
"You know, you're way too nice sometimes." Sam commented, not that she minded too much.
"Yeah, I know." Danny replied.
Danny was in his locker, gathering his stuff to go home. He had moved his stuff from Danny Fenton's locker to Danny Phantom's locker between classes when no one was looking. That way, no one would be wondering why he was grabbing stuff out of the wrong locker. He slammed the door shut to see Paulina leaning right behind him, giving him the most attractive look she could manage.
Well, this was going to be buckets of fun.
C'mon! You all knew that she'd be all over him eventually.