A/N: Hey y'all! I'm baaaaack! Okay, here's the next chappy of BTB!

Reviewers: Not going to bother to count because my e-mail isn't working.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN IT ALREADY! STOP MAKING ME FEEL BAD!

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"Class," Mr. Lancer said to get everyone's attention, "we have two new students today. Please welcome…Tyreek and Felicia Larson." A girl and boy walked into the room. They both had blonde hair with black streaks, but the girl had two blood red bangs, and the boy had navy blue bangs. The girl, Felicia, had on a black, cap-sleeved, belly-button shirt with a band's name on the front in blood red, black flares with a hot pink mini skirt over them, forest green platforms, and her hair went down to her waist, her bangs to her shoulders. She had a belly button ring, seven earrings on her right ear, and a piercing at the top and bottom of her left ear. The boy, Tyreek, had a black, long-sleeved shirt on and his hair went down to the bottom of his ears. The same band name as on Felicia's shirt was on the front of his in navy blue. Tyreek also had on black, baggy jeans and forest-green sneakers. "Mr. Larson," Lancer said, "you may sit next to Ms. Manson. Ms. Larson, you may sit next to your brother." They went to the back and sat down next to Sam. Danny and Tuck turned to look at Tyreek and Felicia from the other side of Sam.

"Hi," Tyreek said quietly, "my name's Tyreek, but you can call me Ty." He nodded at Felicia, "That's Felicia, my twin sister, but everyone calls her Fé, if they know what's good for them," he said the last part to himself.

"What?" Tuck asked. He was the farthest from Ty.

"Nothing!" he said quickly.

"I'm Sam Manson," Sam said, "and these two are Tucker Foley and Danny Fenton."

Fé started tapping her fingers on the desk. When she stopped, Ty began tapping.

"Would you two like to sit with us at lunch?" Sam asked. Ty tapped faster, but his expression didn't change. Fé tapped back semi-loudly.

"Why not?" Ty turned to Fé. She tapped for a while. "Oh," Ty said, eyes widening slightly.

"Can she not talk or something?" Danny asked. Fé broke the pencil she was holding.

"I can talk just fine," she said scarily calmly.

"Okay," Danny said, backing his chair in fright. He could have sworn he saw some fire spark when Fé got mad.

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Lunch.

"Fine!" Fé said to Ty. "We'll sit with them." They walked over to Danny, Sam, and Tuck's table and sat down. Tuck looked like he was about to ask something.

"Hey, Fé," he said, "there's this dance on Friday and—"

"Forget it," Fé said calmly, "I've got five brothers and a dad; you wouldn't make it past the front door."

"Five brothers?" Sam asked.

"And seven sisters," Fé said.

"Twelve brothers and sisters?" Danny asked.

"Yep," Ty said. He counted on his fingers, "Steve, Bree, me, Fé, Cass, Dev, Léa, Shan, Pen, Tom, Laura, Chris, and Hellen."

"No, Léa is older than Devin," Fé said. "Steven's 17, Bridgette's 16, we're 15, Cassie's 14, Léa's 13, Devin's 12, Shannon's 11, Penny's 10, Tommy's 9, Laura's 8, Chris's 7, and Hellen's 6."

"Wow," Tuck said.

"Yeah," Ty said. "There's at least one birthday a month."

"When's your birthday?" Danny asked.

"February 29," Fé and Ty said together.

"So, you only have a birthday every four years?" Tuck asked, receiving an elbowing from Sam. "Ow!"

"It's okay," Ty said, "we get that a lot."

"What's that name on your shirt?" Sam asked. "The Elementals? I've never heard of them."

"That's because they're still a garage band," Fé said. "It's our family's band."

"Oh," Sam said. "What instruments do you play?"

"Lead guitar and lead singer," Ty and Fé said together, "depends on the song."

A boy and girl ran over to them. They looked like Ty and Fé, respectively. Their outfits and hair were the same, except the girl had purple instead of blood red, and the boy had white instead of navy blue. "TyFé (family nickname for the twins)!" they yelled. "Penny knows something!" They noticed Danny, Sam, and Tuck. "Who are they?"

"Steve, Bree," Ty said, "meet Sam, Tuck, and Danny."

"Danny what?" they asked suspiciously.

"Fenton," Fé said, her voice drowning in disgust.

"Anyway," Ty said, pushing himself between his siblings and Danny, "what did you say about Penny?"

"Our uncle," Bree said, sounding disgusted, "is holding another party. We'll have to go. Something bad's going to happen, but Penny won't say what!"

"Fé," Steve said, turning to his sister, "Penny practically worships you! Couldn't you do something to get her to say what's going to happen?"

"You know how she is!" Fé said. "How 'no one else is supposed to know because Destiny told her, and no one else'! She won't tell anyone!"

"Oh, well," Ty said, turning to Steve and Bree, "we've got practice after school, okay? We've got a gig on Friday, so we need to practice."

"We'll tell the others. 'Bye!" they said as they left.

"Who are you playing for on Friday?" Sam asked.

"The dance," Ty said.

"Cool!" Tuck said.

"Yeah, sure," Fé said sarcastically. Danny thought he saw another flame spark on her finger then disappear.

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Voldemort's lab.

Why am I thinking about that? Danny thought as he rolled over on the bed and went back to sleep.

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A/N: Okay, that was short-ish, but I don't really care! I need some ideas for songs for them to sing at the dance (they do all kinds of music, except for classic. Urgh!) I'd need the lyrics. Send ideas in reviews!

Contest: Anyone know what the 'bad thing that's going to happen' is? (Hint: It's the same as the 'accident' mentioned in AIA.) If you guess right, you get a prize of your choice!

Next Flashback: The Dance! Part 1. Thanks y'all!