Chapter two: Ghostie Girl - Part one
Sora trotted down the dirt road that lead to town. Her house was on a hill, and you could see everything from there, it was a good place to live. It's nice to get some time to myself, Sora thought, because it's so peaceful and quiet. Now was the steep part of the hill. This was one of the reasons a school bus didn't come up there, with was one of the reasons Sora was homeschooled. Sora slid down the most least dirty part of the steep area and trotted again, shaking her head to "Do Wah Diddy Diddy", which was blasting in her CD player. I wish kids my age lived around here, though. She was walking slowly now, admiring all the wildlife, humming along to the song thundering in her ears. If a boy her age lived around here, she'd get to know him well, and she would love him like a brother. That's because she was a great sister figure, you could've asked anyone back at the house, because it was a home for abandoned, orphaned, and runaway kids, and if you lived with them long enough, they'd start to be alot better than staring out of a window, for sure.
"Now we're together nearly every single day, singing do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do......" Sora sang rather loudly to herself. That was her favorite song. True, it was a 60's song, but it was fun to sing. She played it over and over in her head all day, every day. Now she was in the mall, and she hummed instead of sang, because it was rude. She past the food court, and a familiar face caught her eye, it was Sam, and she was with some friends. It would be nice to say hi to Sam. She headed toward the table, with "I'm a Beliver" by the Monkees playing in her CD player.
"Hey, Sam."
"Hey, guys this is Sora, Sora, Tucker, Tucker, Sora."
"Hey."
"Danny, Sora, Sora, Danny."
"Hi..........Um.......are you Desert Phantome?"
"Hnnn? Yup! Why?"
"I'm Ghostboy."
"Okay, prove it, name one thing I said."
"Just sayin you're not isn't gonna prove it, bucko."
"Okay, okay! I belive you, man."
The four of them walked around the mall, getting to know each other. Sora's CD player was still playing her 60's hits CD kind of loudly, but it was okay, they weren't really listening. That's when Danny's ghost-sense went off. It was that dumb box ghost.
"I've gotta use the bathroom!" Danny and surprisingly, Sora blurted out in seconds.
They split at the two different bathrooms and a dim flash came from the ladies' restroom. Sora went ghost first. Ghost-Sora burst out of the door.
"Prepare to meet your doom, Tubby!" Sora shouted.
"Ah-ha, mislead lady, beware, for I am the box ghost!" The Box Ghost replied.
"No, you're the stupidest guy I ever met, not like there's a difference or anything."
Danny was in ghost mode now, and saw Sora and the Box Ghost fighting.
"Hey you two, break it up...you're in public." Danny said.
"Great, two guys on me, real fair...." Sora commented.
After Danny and Sora each took a few hits at him, the Box Ghost made a speedy, but cheesy, getaway. Sora obviously sensed that the Box Ghost was a total loser, because she turned to Danny and said, "Just you an' me now buuuuud-dy.."
"So, you like to fight other ghosts for fun, huh?"
"Maybe."
"You look familiar, have I fought you before?"
"Doubt it."
"Alright, Girly, prepare to say hi to Ghost Zone!"
Sora paused, and in a blur, she came about 5 inches away from Danny's face.
"Nobody, but nobody calls me Girly, ya punk..."
Sora then pulled Danny's hair, swung him, and threw him against the wall.
"Owwwwww....I'll keep that in mind."
Danny lunged for Sora, and manged to grab her, right on her hip.
"Man! If I knew I would be fighting a preverted ghost kid I would've brought pepper spray!"
"You know you are kind of pretty for a ghost girl.."
"Don't start it, bunky..."
"But you're really not my type!"
Danny proceeded to try and throw Sora against the wall, but Sora slapped him across the face.
"Don't mess with the best, hon." Sora gloated.
"Man, I'd wish you'd be quiet!"
And Sora did another Grab-and-Throw routine. Danny shook it off and tried it himself. He grabbed Sora's hair, swung and threw, HARD. Sora stammered to her feet and tackled Danny in rage. After a few hits and blows, fatigue began to take a toll on Danny and Sora.
"Hey man, let's just call it a tie for now.." Sora suggested.
"Good idea."
Sora flew to the ladies' room, by then, she and Danny had gone to the other side of the mall. She was back to normal, and she went to the spot where she fought Danny. That ghost kid was kinda cute, and he looked very familiar, too. Sam, Tucker and Danny, found Sora eventully. Dash, however found all four immedietly.
"Hey Fenton! Maybe you should call your parents!" Dash commented.
Dash gazed dully at Sora.
"Who's this punk?"
"She's..." Sam tried to say.
"HELLO? Punk? I don't think so buuuuuud-dy!" Sora shouted.
"Hey freak, shut yer mouth." Dash replied.
"You know, Dash she.." Danny started.
"Hey, man! The freak has a name!" Sora erupted
"Whatever, loser." Dash said as he went on his way.
"Who's the jerk?" Sora asked when Dash was a safe distance away.
"Dash, quarterback of the Casper High Ravens."
"Never heard of 'em."
"You should, you do go to Casper High, right?" Tucker asked.
"Naw, I'm homeschooled."
"Sweet!" Tucker said.
"Yea, I guess it is kind of sweet."
Sora stared off into space, she was daydreaming about the ghost boy. He was definatly more than cute.
"Sora?"
"Wha? Oh, sorry." Sora replied.
"Anyway, where do you want to go?" Danny asked her.
Sora thought for a second. Where do I want to go? Hmmm......wasn't there somthing I was supposed to do first? Yea, but what was it? It has somthing to do with a poster......oh!
"Well, there's a poster I've got to put up first."
"Where are you supposed to put it up?"
"Around here. I think the food court might be best."
Sora walked to a blank space on the wall. She smiled and put up a poster that was in her back pocket. The poster said: PARTY SATURDAY 6:00 PM AMITY PARKS YOUTH HOUSE!!!!!
"There we go!" Sora said.
"There's a party Saturday?" Danny asked.
"Yep."
"Amity Parks has a youth house?" Tucker questioned.
"Yeah, what, haven't you noticed it before?" Sora said.
"Nope."
"Lemme guess what the theme is: Mardi Gras." Sam said.
"How'd you know?" Sora asked.
Sam pointed at the poster, it was purple, green and gold, and had a tradgity/comedy mask by the information.
"Well, it's not just a Mardi Gras party, it's a dance and film fesitval, too." Sora said.
"Why'd you have to put up the poster?"
"I kind of well, live there." Sora replied.
"At a youth center?" Danny asked disbelivingly.
"Yes." Sora replied.
Danny and the others walked around town a bit, talking about the kids at Casper High. Danny looked over at Sora, who looked sort of depressed.
"Sora, are you OK?" He whispered in her ear.
"Oh? Ummmm yeah......I guess." Sora whispered back.
The four of them ended up spending the entire today together. Danny got home at about 9:59, a minute to spare.
"Mom, Dad, Jazz, I'm home.........HEY, DIDN'T YOU PEOPLE HEAR ME?!?!?!?!? I'M HOME, GEEZ!!!!!!!!" Danny shouted at the door.
"Hold on, Danny! We're trying to fix the Fenton Fisher, it doesn't work for some reason!" Jack's voice rang from the lab.
Danny walked down to the labratory, and found the whole family down there. Jazz was reading a psycology book, and his parents where tinkering away at the Fenton Fisher.
"Hey everybody, guess what?" Danny said, trying to liven the mood.
"What? Is it baaad news?" Jack asked.
"No, you know that Desert Phantome girl?"
"You mean the girl you met online, talked about all morning and explained to Mom and Dad that Desert Phantome was just her screename?" Jazz sarcasticaly asked.
"Yes the girl I met blah blah bladiddy blah blah." Danny replied.
"And?" Maddie asked impatiently.
"And it turns out that Sam knew her, her name is Sora, and she stopped by the mall to put up a poster advertizing a party that's going on a the youth center." Danny replied quickly.
"The youth center? You mean that place where all the little abandoned, orphaned, and runaway kids live?" Jack dully asked.
"Yeah I guess....wait a minute, the Amity Park Youth Center is just another name for Amity Park Orphanage?" Danny asked.
"Well, duh! Every brain-dead drool monkey in this town knows THAT!" Jack replied.
"You know what this means?" Danny asked.
"You're more ignorrant that a brain-dead drool monkey?" Jazz sarcasticly asked.
"NO!!! It means Sora is basiclly a kid without parents!" Danny replied.
"And what does that have to do with fixing the Fenton Fisher?" Jack asked.
"UGH! Never mind!"
Meanwhile... at the ahem 'youth center'......
Sora was in her usual spot on the couch, watching Problem Child with the 26 other kids in the youth center. As usual, Sora was in the middle of them all, with her size-9 and a half bare feet on the table, of course. All the kids were asking her lots of questions about the big fight she had gotten into that day.
"Was he handsome?" Kayla asked.
"Was he smart?" Eric asked.
"Was he buff?" Megan asked.
"Did he win?" Jake asked.
"What was he wearing?" Lauren asked.
"Was he a good belcher?" Kyler asked.
"What's for dinner?" Isabel asked.
"Was he smooth?" Jason asked.
"Was he your age?" Genna asked.
"Was he a mean, old, pee-pee head that cusses alot?" Chase asked.
Everybody stared at him.
"Sorry." Chase apologized.
"Fellas, fellas, fellas, there's time to answer all your questions, after this movie, of course." Sora replied.
After the movie, the kids rooted Sora to the spot, and she told the whole thing.
"You didn't want to fight him, didja?" Kayla asked.
"Naaawwww, not realy." Sora replied.
Sora thought a minute.
"Maybe I should apologize and forge an alliance next time I see 'im." Sora suggested
"That's our girl!" All the kids shouted.