The Beginning

Chapter Three: I swear I'm not possesed!

I sigh and stare into the mirror, bright green eyes staring back at me. I couldn't get them to go away no matter how hard I tried! Maybe it was because I was stressed. I mean, hey who wouldn't be stressed if you're best friend thought you were possesed, you were turning into a ghost AND you had a big liteature test next period!

I blinked. I had tottaly forgotten I had a liteature test! The lunch bell donged signilling the end of the lunch period. I sighed, and looked in the mirror. Green eyes still. Well, I guess I'll have to worry about that later. I slid on the sunglasses, and the hat just in case, and trugded out of the bathroom, heading into the liteature class. I knew I'd find Tucker and Sam, there too.

Man, I hope Tucker hasn't said anything werid. I mean, besides the werid stuff he NORMALLY says.

I enter the classroom and look up and find that Sam and Tucker are there. I'd have moved if I could, but Mr. Lancer's really strict about that sort of thing. You'd think he'd get a kick out of making seating charts or something. I bit my lip and ploped down in my seat between Tucker and Sam, trying to act as normal as possiable. I could feel Tucker's eyes on me, staring me down, like he was stripping my disgue to nothing, and seeing what I had become. It was pretty scary.

I looked over at Sam, but thankfully, she seemed blissfully unaware. I turned back to Tucker, he was looking straight at me, and whispered...

"I'm on to you. If you think you can get away with taking my best friend's body, you're sadly mistaken."

"But Tucker, I'm..."

Mr. Lancer apporached and placed the test paper on our desks. I felt Tucker's eyes move from me to the test, although they did look back at me from time to time. I finshed the test, and left the classroom as soon as I could. Sam blinked and started to chase after me, but I saw Tucker pull her aside. Oh man, how I wish I could just go invisiable or something! I blinked as I felt a strange sensation go over my body again, that great deathly hand reaching me, and then vanshing. I blinked as I looked down at my hands and I relized that I had gone completly invisable. I looked around in a panic. Thankfully, no one saw. Tucker was still talking to Sam. Without thinking too much, I apporached them in my invisiable state.

"Danny? Possesed by a ghost? That's ridiclus Tucker. You've spent too much time wacthing the Sci-Fi chanell, and too much time with Danny's parents." Sam laughed. I sighed sliently, a bit releaved.

"But I saw him! He has white hair and green eyes, and when he saw me he turned back but he still had those creepy green eyes! I swear, I'm not making this up!" Tucker flailed his arms around, which was actully pretty funny.

"Look, if you're that worried, when we see Danny we'll ask him about it, okay?" Sam sighed.

It was then that I turned visable and fell over unto a locker, making a very loud racket. I looked up to see Sam and Tucker looking down at me.

"Danny! When did you get here?" Sam asked, looking a little worried. She hadn't actully BELIEVED him, had she? Man, I hope not.

I smiled at her as best I could. "Just a second ago. I wanted to apolgize for running out like that. I was...uh...conspated." I could see Tucker raising an eyebrow. Sam laughed and offered me a hand, pulling me up a bit. In the process, my sunglasses came off. I could feel Sam's hand quickly slipping from my grasp. I feel myself falling to the floor...again.

"D-danny...you're eyes..." She stared at me, I could see the color draining from her face. I gulped. I had to think of something, and fast.

"Ther'ye colored contacts! It was...um, a dare. A dare with Jazz! Yeah!" I laughed, rubbing the back of my head.

And who knows if that excuse would have worked? Because the next second, I felt myself falling thourgh the floor, landing in the school's boiler room with an 'OOMPH'. I moaned. Today was NOT my day. Things just kept going from bad to worse. I sighed and just kind of sat there, my legs speard in front of me. I reliezied I had changed into a ghost again, but I didn't much care anymore. What was the point? I hadn't figured anything I could DO about it yet. I heard footsteps outside the boiler room as the door opened. The lock on the door had broken years ago, but no one ever bothered fixing it. I raised my head slightly to see Tucker and Sam entering the room. I moaned.

"Hey! I don't know who you are but get out my best friend's body right now!" I looked up again too see Tucker pointing a finger at me. "You just can't take up refugee in any damn body you want!" He shaked his finger more. Sam nodded along with him, glaring at me with those cold violet eyes she could get.

I sighed and put my hands over my face. I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't believe it. What a crappy day. I started half-laughing, half-sobbing into my hands, as I pulled them from my face and looked pathicilly up at the two. "Could you two just listen..."

"Why should we listen to a ghost that's taken over our friend! And don't say you're Danny, you can't fool us! Danny doesn't phase thourgh floors or have white hair!" Sam was yelling at me now.

"JUST LISTEN TO ME!"

They blinked, and I blinked too, I didn't know I had that in me. Well, I better say something.

"Well...um..." I scarthed my head. "Well, for starters I'm not possessed. I think. Am I? I don't know. I hadn't really thought about it. But I still feel like me, just kind of dead...wait, I'm half-dead? Never thought about that, creepy..." I blinked as I relized I was babbling and I sweatdropped. Sam looked at me intently. "Uh..."

"You ARE Danny, aren't you?" She said with that wonderful sixth sense that women always had. I nodded eagerly.

"It's just a trick Sam!" Sam shook her head.

"It's not, I can feel it. It's a girl's inituiton!"

I sighed in relief, my body slumping relaxing. I had gotten thourgh! She believed me! Now, if only I could be "me" again. I blinked as two blue rings of light envloped me and I returned to being my normal, human self. I looked on the boiler's reflection. Blue eyes. I sighed deeply and got off brushing dust off my pants. Tucker blinked again and then poked me, then he poked me some more.

"Danny? It really WAS you all along? Oh, MAN, I'm sorry, I thought-!" I patted his back.

"Relax, I'm not angry. It's what anyone would have done, right? Oh, an explanation right. Well...see, my parents bulit this thing called the Fenton Portal, which was supposed to be a gateway to the Ghost World, but it...didn't quite work. So I went and took a look inside of it, and I pressed a button which...I dunno, infuzed me with Ghost DNA or something..." I shurged.

"So, what, you're like half-ghost, now?" I shurged, and wacthed as Tucker got one of THOSE grins. Oh no. I knew what THAT meant. "Then lets have some fun with it!"

I moaned.

La laallalalalalalalaalalalaa! I like pie, do you like pie, I like pie! WHEEE!