The Beginning

Chapter Two: What the HECK did I DO to myself?

Darkness, and then light came to me in a rush.

"Danny?" I felt my mother's hands on me. "Oh my god, he's not brething..."

Not brething? Am I dead? No...

My eyes slowly flickered open to see the worried face of my mother. "...mom...?" She hugged me tight crushing me against her.

"Oh Danny! You're alive! Don't EVER do anything that risky again! You had us scared half to death!" I stared somewhat blankly at her, and it all came back to me in a flash. Going into the portal, pushing the shiny button, the blackout. I turned my head over to it, and saw that it was now swriling in green colors. So it DID work. I got up groggily, I was feeling a little sick in the stomach.

"I'm going to be Mom..." I stumbled up to my room, and got prepared to take the jumpsuit off. But it wasn't there. I shurged it off and fell on the bed, collapsing into a deep sleep.

Beep. Wake. Beep. Up. Beep. You. Beep. F. Beep. Ahole. Beep.

Just like my alarm clock to be vulgar in waking me up. I'm seriously never buying from Denmark again. I got up groggily and trugeded slowly to my bathroom, expecting the slam into the door like always. But I didn't.

I walked thourgh IT.

I blinked, suddenly becoming awake and turned behind me. The door was still closed, but I was on the other side now, in the bathroom. "What the...?" I looked at my hands, and relized I was wearing an invereted version of my jumpsuit. How...?

My eyes caught something in the mirror and I looked up at it, then tripped over myself staring at it. "WHAT THE!" My jet black hair had turned into a snowy white, and my blue eyes had changed into blazing green ones. "H-how..." I looked back and forth at myself and the mirror reflection over and over again. Everytime it was the same.

It must have been the portal. Stupid, Stupid Danny, look what I've done to myself! Actually, I have no idea WHAT I've done to myself, but I'm sure it can't be any good.

"Okay...calm down Danny. Panicking won't get us anywhere. I have to figure out what happened to me.." I started to pace the floor, but my legs wouldn't work propelry. I looked down and discovered my legs had changed into some sort of strange mist. "Gack!" I blinked, remebering back to all those old ghost cartoons I had seen when I was a kid. A connection formed in my mind. "No way...I'm...a ghost?" I stared at myself again, as a hand pounded on the door.

"DANNY! GET OUT OF THE RESTROOM NOW! I WILL NEVER DRINK LAXATIVES AND PRUNE JUICE AGAIN! NEVER!"

My Dad! He can't see me like this, he'll freak and try to destory me...or something!

The door fell down and my dad stood in the doorway. "Hi Danny." He shoved me out and put the door back up, and I could hear his relif on the other side of the door. I blinked and looked down at myself, and relizied I had gone back to normal.

How werid. Oh well...

I headed back into my room, and got dressed looking in the mirror. I shurged and picked up a pair of pants, but my hand disappered and they fell on the floor. "Ack!" I waved my hand around, and it eventully re-matrilized. I sighed and decided to wear some...extra clothing just to be safe. After putting on my clothes, I grabbed a ski cap, sunglasses, and a trenchcoat and headed out of the house as fast as I could before anyone could ask any questions.

"Danny! DANNY! DANNY!"

I blinked and turned around at the loud yelling. Tucker and Sam stood behind me, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Oh, it's you two..."

"What's with the werid get-up, Danny?" Tucker laughed. I just shurged.

"Trying out for a play?"

They both looked at each other and shurged.

Time passed, and lunch rolled around without incident. I have to remeber to thank Dash for being sick that day. Made life alot eaiser.

I suddenly started to feel numb, and really really cold. Like it was this morning... I jumped up and quickly ran into the bathroom, which was, thankfully empty. I knew running out like that must have caused Tucker and Sam to worry, so I had to hurry. I pulled off the ski cap and the sunglasses and looked in the mirror, and found that indeed, I had turned into a ghost again. "Damnit...This isn't good..."

Tucker, king of bad timing, opened the door then. I whirled around to face him, my mouth opening, but nothing coming out. Tucker just stared at me.

"G..g...g...ghost! You're a ghost! What did you do with Danny! Where is he? If you hurt him I wi-" Tucker gawked at me again.

"W-what?" I turned and looked in the mirror, as two blue rings of light appered and I turned human again. I could feel the warmth coming back to me in a rush, except for the area around my eyes-they stayed a glowing green. "Oh no..."

Tucker started at me, eyes wide. "D...da..danny..? Is that you? Wha...what was that...why are you're eyes...Oh my GOD! You're posssesed!" He ran out, yelling thourgh the school about the end of the world...or something like that.

Great. Just Great.

Public Service Annocement: You dont need crack to get high! WHEEEEEEE! runs in circles and trips over nothing in particular