Fxxyldy: I'm Baaccccccck!
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all! Frankie showed me, after lunch, where my next class was. I followed him to a carpeted hallway where the lunch crowd came from. I winced from the memory. We stopped at the second set of doors at that hallway.
"Will you be okay by your self in this class? That teacher freaks me out!" Frankie asked, I nodded and he left. I opened the two doors to the room. The five rows of students starred at me with surprise as did the teacher.
"Who are you?" she asked in a high to low voice. She had blonde hair and crooked teeth, no wonder why Frankie was afraid of her.
"I'm Danny Fenton, I'm new here." I introduced. I saw Becca waving to me from the back, I smiled back.
"Okay, Danny." She went through some papers on her desk and handed me some.
"Here you go, now I need you to bring these supplies and get these signed." She explained. I froze. Signed, I remembered my parents back at home and nodded. Good thing I was a good forger!
"Go sit," She paused and looked around the class for an empty seat, "Right next to Brian!"She pointed to another blonde who had zoned out and smiled. I sat next to him and held out my hand.
"Hi, I'm Danny." I introduced. He slowly turned is head.
"HEEELLLLLLLLLO!" he cried making his voice go up and down, then he wiped his nose on his shirt. That was gross! I pulled my hand away and looked up front.
"Okay, those Music projects are due on Monday! Danny you can work with,...Carrie!" Everybody went with their partners and Carrie went up to me.
"Hey Danny! I guess we're in the same music class together..." she trailed off. Then she piped back up remembering something.
"So where do you want to work on the project?" she asked smiling at me. Did she know something that I didn't?
"Ummm...we can work at your house." I said, she shrugged and got a piece of paper and pencil.
"Okay! Here's my address..."she wrote the address on one of the papers I got from the teacher. "Don't worry, you don't need them."
"Then why did she give them to me?" Carrie twirled her finger around next to her head, but immediately stopped when she looked over here. "So, what category do you want to do the Composition on?" she asked changing the subject.
"We get to choose our own catergory!"I cheered, usually Mr. Lancer picks ours for us and usually it was something dull, but this was awesome!
"Yeah." she said like it was nothing. I tapped my finger on my chin thinking of a good one. Um...names, no...Books, even worse...what do I like to do when I'm not ghost hunting.
"Cartoons!" I said at last. She smirked at me, and tries to hide a giggle while writing some stuff on the paper.
"What?" I asked; she was acting kind of weird.
"Nothing." she said keeping that same grin on her face. Something was up with her, but I didn't know what!
