CHAPTER 6
In two days Dea was back to her old self again and she came back to
school. Danny, Sam, and Tucker had visited her over the days she was sick
and brought her the homework she missed. She came back to school in her
usual outfit, occasionally dropping her books because her hands turned
invisible.
Dea: Does it take long to get used to? Sam: Couldn't tell ya'. You'd have to ask Danny. Dea: Does it Danny? Danny: Yeah. I'm still working on controlling mine and it's been six months since the accident. Dea: Well, I hope I get used to it soon. I'm tired of dropping my books already.
Since the day Dea had fallen ill, she and Danny had become a couple. To the public view, they looked like best friends, but outside the public view, they were inseparable. Nothing could tear them apart.
Danny had much control over his powers and was now teaching Dea to control hers. Danny offered to reverse the effects, but she wanted to keep her powers. They made her unique (almost) and she wanted to help Danny capture all the ghosts. She went through strenuous training such as agility, strength, stamina, and tae-kwon-do. Often she got frustrated and things would topple over, smash into pieces, or simply shiver on the spot. This was very odd indeed, but Danny and Dea both knew what was going on. Dea had found a way to tap into the left side of her brain and now uses the telekinetic powers she has naturally gained. She had no way to control those yet. They needed to find a way unless she wants to be banned from handling all fragile school equipment. Right now, they were working on Tae- Kwon-Do down in Danny's parents' lab. Danny was fighting against her, trying to get her to improve.
Danny: Come on, don't leave your back open! Dea: I'm doing the best I can, Danny! You gotta remember, I'm a beginner! Danny: You're right, you're right. (sigh) We should be done for the day. I think we spent to much time working on strength. You're agility is terrible. Dea? Dea?? Dea: Gee, thanks for the compliment!
Dea had been invisible watching him talking to "himself". She turned back to normal and ran up beside him.
Dea: So, what's the agenda for tomorrow? I need to know whether to bring my wrist guards or not. Danny: Well, I don't think you're gonna need 'em. We're only working on agility and stamina. Dea: For two whole hours? Dang Danny, thought you would've loosened up a bit. Danny: You want to get better, don't you? Dea: Yes, but...Oh, fine. Whatever you say... (whispers) Slavedriver.... Danny: What? Dea: Oh, nothing. (winks)
Danny shoved her a bit and she shoved him back. They regained their composure from laughing so hard and climbed the stairs to the rest of the house.
Dea: Does it take long to get used to? Sam: Couldn't tell ya'. You'd have to ask Danny. Dea: Does it Danny? Danny: Yeah. I'm still working on controlling mine and it's been six months since the accident. Dea: Well, I hope I get used to it soon. I'm tired of dropping my books already.
Since the day Dea had fallen ill, she and Danny had become a couple. To the public view, they looked like best friends, but outside the public view, they were inseparable. Nothing could tear them apart.
Danny had much control over his powers and was now teaching Dea to control hers. Danny offered to reverse the effects, but she wanted to keep her powers. They made her unique (almost) and she wanted to help Danny capture all the ghosts. She went through strenuous training such as agility, strength, stamina, and tae-kwon-do. Often she got frustrated and things would topple over, smash into pieces, or simply shiver on the spot. This was very odd indeed, but Danny and Dea both knew what was going on. Dea had found a way to tap into the left side of her brain and now uses the telekinetic powers she has naturally gained. She had no way to control those yet. They needed to find a way unless she wants to be banned from handling all fragile school equipment. Right now, they were working on Tae- Kwon-Do down in Danny's parents' lab. Danny was fighting against her, trying to get her to improve.
Danny: Come on, don't leave your back open! Dea: I'm doing the best I can, Danny! You gotta remember, I'm a beginner! Danny: You're right, you're right. (sigh) We should be done for the day. I think we spent to much time working on strength. You're agility is terrible. Dea? Dea?? Dea: Gee, thanks for the compliment!
Dea had been invisible watching him talking to "himself". She turned back to normal and ran up beside him.
Dea: So, what's the agenda for tomorrow? I need to know whether to bring my wrist guards or not. Danny: Well, I don't think you're gonna need 'em. We're only working on agility and stamina. Dea: For two whole hours? Dang Danny, thought you would've loosened up a bit. Danny: You want to get better, don't you? Dea: Yes, but...Oh, fine. Whatever you say... (whispers) Slavedriver.... Danny: What? Dea: Oh, nothing. (winks)
Danny shoved her a bit and she shoved him back. They regained their composure from laughing so hard and climbed the stairs to the rest of the house.