Author's Note:

And here it is! –drum roll- Chapter 36! Hope you all appreciate it. This one's for all the Valerie lovers out there! She's finally taking a part! Sorry, I'm on a sugar high right now! Everything's got to be exclaimed! –Eye twitches- !!! Anyway, you might want to translate some of this, so this site has a translator for you. (ignore spaces) http :// www. toggle. Com /lv /start /translator. htm

Chapter 36: Hot-Headed

"Do you want a piece of me, huh?!" Sam yelled through the bush. The kids' head disappeared immediately at Sam's dark scowl. If possible, she looked even more menacing when angry with an eyepatch.

"I'm afraid you may have to deal with a lot of that from now on…" Mr. Lancer said, frowning. "Being well-known is not the blessing everyone thinks it is, it's a burden."

Danny nodded sadly in agreement. Mr. Lancer was certainly right in saying that.

"Dude, look at the bright side." Tucker paused for a second. "Actually, I can't think of a bright side, but there has to be one, there has to!"

"Great pick-me-up, Tuck." Danny said sarcastically. Mr. Lancer decided to let them converse without his prying ears and left. Jazz watched him walk away before sighing depressingly.

"Guys, seriously, this could be bad. Danny, remember how that nurse at Sam's hospital reacted when mum told her about you? She nearly had a fit, and tried to hold you in by any means possible. Some people will see it like our folks tried to murder you, and… I'm afraid they could end up in court as a result."

"So what, you're saying I should just hide away?"

"That's what you did for the first half of the week." Jazz reminded him.

"And it nearly drove me mental." Danny shot back. "I'm not someone who can be cooped up in the same place for really long amounts of time. It was like a prison minus the bars!"

"Hey, let's not think about that stuff." Kiera said to the siblings, seeing that a row could occur at any moment. "What matters now is now. We'll deal with all of that later."

"Especially since I have to deal with this now!" said Sam through gritted teeth, pointing at the same peering head though the bushes. She stood up threateningly, throwing a disgusted look. "You. Get. Out. Of. Here. Right. This. Instant!"

The boy gave a look of pure terror, running off quickly. That was the good thing about having Sam around – she was always there to protect you… and scare the pants off anyone who dared to go against her.

"Thanks." Danny said gratefully. The five spent the rest of recess together. After Lancer's shout, mostly everyone stopped creeping up. However there was always someone bold enough to approach the group and get a closer look at Danny.

As the bell rang, everyone (quite depressingly) approached the inside of the school for another two periods of 'happy school memories', as Ishiyama had once put it. She was nice, but really had no idea what went on inside the school. She was always locked up in her office and only came out for assemblies. Danny, minus his friends or sister, headed off to Italian. Tucker and Sam headed to German, while Kiera to Indonesian. Jazz went to psych. Italian was classified as a hell-class, the students were bad, the teacher was poor and she didn't stand a chance in hell or high water at taming the wild class.

"Ciao classe. Ora shush! SSHH! Oh cielo, per favore, SILENZIO!" Of course, the teacher's cry to the heavens didn't stop anyone. People talked, yelled, screamed, smacked a plastic chair on each other's backs… This teacher, she didn't discipline anything! All the counter-attacks she made were Italian words. And considering English would go unheeded as well, Italian didn't do any better.

"Guarda, questa può e bene, e si può finire male. Peggiore delle ipotesi si è tutti a pranzo e soggiorno. Non solo la briga responsabili, tutti voi! Quindi, se vogliamo essere molto responsabile per soggiornare in tutti gli altri, I miei clienti! Spero che vi rendete conto che il ben comportati gli studenti si mangiano vivo per questo, hm? Oh, per l'amore di essere tranquilla ... Basta!"

People gradually became less rowdy. Translated, 'basta' means 'stop'.

The teacher, Signora Geoda, was in an extremely bad mood today. She really could yell at someone if she wanted to, but she never did. Danny was sitting next to Valerie today, and heard her mutter "Must've missed her coffee this morning." Danny silently agreed.

Signora Geoda told the class to do a work sheet. Danny found it was extremely simple and finished it within five minutes. The rest of the class must have too, because within three there was literally a chair flying across the room, as well as several new models of paper airplanes. Beside Danny, Valerie sighed deeply.

"She can't hope to control this… It's ridiculous; I haven't learnt anything all year! Man, my dad's gonna kill me when I get a bad end-of-year test score…"

"Yeah, and my mum will kill me, too, when I get a bad end-of-year test score…"

"She's already killed you." Valerie said icily. "I always thought that you and Jazz were the only non nut-jobs of your family. Turns out I was right. And now, they've ended up killing their freak of a son! Idiocy at it's worst …"

"I'm right here, y'know." Danny said, throwing an angry look back at Valerie. "And it wasn't their fault what happened to me, either. It was my own."

"Speak for yourself, ghost kid." Valerie shot back. "As far as I'm concerned, you're dead."

"How'd you find out, anyway?" Danny asked suspiciously. "The only people who know the true story are Sam, Tucker, maybe Kiera, Lancer, and maybe my family and some other teachers. Tell me."

"Duh, AXION labs funds your parents! God knows why, though. They called to tell AXION confidentially after you had that accident. My dad just happened to be the one to pick up the phone."

"Greeeaaat…." Danny said sarcastically. "And I thought some people would actually be slightly nicer. Looks like I've been proved wrong. Nope, ghost or not, I'm still loser Fenton. Why do you hate me, anyway? And why do I get the feeling you're going to start telling people what really made me like this?"

"Relax kid, I promised not to tell anyone. 'Cept you, of course. And I wasn't going to, until some dead freak decided to talk to me."

"Don't call me a freak!" Danny growled. "Don't you have any sense of decency?"

"Not to you, loser. You have ten seconds to stop talking to me and forget we ever had this chat. Or else."

"Or else what?"

"Or else Dash."

Danny shut his mouth. Even though now, Dash stood not a chance against him, he didn't want any extra attention. For obvious reasons.

The period bell finally went. But to his dismay, Danny realized it was a double Italian and groaned. He was forced to sit uncomfortably next to Valerie for the whole of fourth period while the teacher shouted instructions through the ruckus that was the classroom. Danny was zoned out completely when he saw a plastic chair flying in his direction. Without even thinking, he became intangible on reflex, so it passed straight through him, unfortunately hitting Mikey who was sitting behind him at the time.

"Oh my God!" Danny exclaimed as he saw Mikey sprawled out on the floor, right underneath a chair. Danny pulled it off and helped him up. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I've taken worse from Kwan." he said, shaking his hand around. (which now brandished a bright red mark)

"Che cosa diavolo sta succedendo qui?!" Signora Geoda said in shock. Danny looked at her curiously.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means 'what the hell is going on here?!'" she replied, angry that Danny hadn't understood.

"Someone threw a chair across the room and I, err, dodged it. Then it came and hit Mikey."

"I see… Now who did this?"

"Kwan!" someone over the other side of the room squeaked. He was far too scrawny to be considered cool. For that, he earned a death-glare from Kwan

"Voi! Again! Will mai smettere di agire! Considerando è quasi il momento per tutti di avere ora di pranzo, è possibile rimanere in questo puliti e caos infernale! Tu sei il rowdiest persona in questa classe, e mi hanno punito è anteriore . Tutti gli altri, sei libero di andare!"

"What?" was heard from the rest of the class. The teacher slapped her head and groaned, repeating herself in English.

"You! Again! Will you ever stop acting up! Considering it's almost time for everyone to have lunch now, you can stay in and clean this infernal mess up! You are the rowdiest person in this class, and I should have punished you earlier. Everyone else, you are free to go!"

Everyone poured out of the Italian room. Danny made a beeline for his locker, where he met up with Tucker and Sam.

"German was great! We got to try all these different German pastries! Oh wait – Italian, right." Tucker said. "Sorry, I forgot. Death-class today? You don't look too happy."

"Death-class is an understatement." Danny sighed replacing his books inside his locker. "I was talking to Valerie, and apparently her dad works for AXION, which funds my parent's 'research'. Her dad was the one that picked up the phone when mum apparently called them about the accident. And no, she doesn't show sympathy of any kind. It's almost like she hates me more, not to mention mum and dad. In her one-sided opinion, they murdered me!"

"Ouch…" Sam said, cringing at the thought of what that conversation was like. Danny hadn't finished yet, either. He spoke as he closed and locked his locker.

"That's not all; Kwan decided it would be a good idea to throw a chair across the room at me. I went intangible, so it went through me, but then it landed on top of Mikey! Man, I'm just sick of all this in my life…"

"I can see why." Sam replied. "You've probably got the most complicated life of anyone in this country. Err… afterlife."

"You don't need to tell me about that…"

"C'mon dude," Tucker spoke through a blocked nose, although it did sound slightly clearer. "let's go an' unwind for lunch, eh? You sure deserve it."

"Thanks."

-End Chapter 36-

Author's Note:

This was tough to write. Why, you ask? Because the entire week and the entire week to come has been made up of a severe heat wave in the start of autumn, averaging at 37 each day. And you all know what happens to my laptop on hot days. Over-heating is a problem right now, and I get to use this thing for about twenty minutes before I need to let it cool for an hour. –sighs- So I might be a little slow over the next week. It was a fluke the temperature cooled down enough tonight for me to finish this. So I hope you enjoyed it.

And I bet many are glad to finally see Valerie again, too. Don't worry, this isn't going to be the only time she's in it. And AXION is funding the Fentons! Hehe, what do you know…

Hope you enjoyed it and please review!
Peace,

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