Danny looked, and sure enough, there was Dash. He had his evil grin as he came up to them, pushing other people smaller than him out of the way.
"Well, at least I have my loyal friends by my side," he said, but when he turned around, Sam and Tucker had gone. All that was left was a note on the inside of Sam's still opened locker door. Danny took it off and read it.
"'Danny, Didn't wanna be late for first period. Hope to see you there soon. Sam and Tuck.' Ah, crap..." Danny said. Suddenly, Dash grabbed the collar of his shirt.
"How do you like lockers, Fenton?" he asked him while holding him in front of his face.
"I find them convinient for storing school supplies and other things," Danny said in a quivering voice.
"Good, then I hope you won't mind me shoving you into this locker!" Dash said, cramming Danny into the small locker. He slammed the door and turned the lock. Laughing evily, he walked off to his next class.
"Wait! This isn't my locker!" Danny yelled. "Can someone help?" It was too late. Everyone was at their own classes. He decided to phase out, until he heard a voice.
"Can anyone here help me?" it yelled. Danny knew it was a girl's voice, but sought the opportunity to ask for help. He slammed his hand against the locker door.
"Hey, can I get some help?" he yelled. The footsteps stopped right in front of the locker. Danny heard someone knocking on the locker.
"Are you in there?" the voice asked.
"Yeah, could you help me out, please?" Danny asked.
"Um, okay," the voice said. "Just, either close your eyes, or don't look down where the lock is supossed to be..." There was a while of silence, until Danny heard the voice say, "Finally!" The locker door opened, and, not being able to keep his balance, Danny fell onto the floor. He looked up to see...
What does he see? Find out later!