Chapter3

When Clara got outside, she half expected to see hill and flowers, but what met her was a concrete street, people busily walking and talking, a group of giggling girls passed by and a group of boys talking in sound effects followed. Clara turned off her driveway onto the hard weed infested sidewalk. She wished the sidewalks could have been lined with trees and flowers. That would have given them so much more beauty.

She walked around the block, until she met a newspaper stand. The stand had magazines, blurbs and the newspaper. But everything seemed casual until Clara looked at the title of the newspaper. It was labeled 'AMITY PARK NEWS' Clara freaked! The whole time she had now idea what town she had moved to. It was Amity Park. THE Amity Park. Clara whipped out her 6 dollars and bought the newspaper and the newest issue of Seventeen Magazine, for two dollars total, and sprinted to the nearest bathroom.

She came to the nearest fast food restaurant; slowed down and walked into the bathroom casually. In the stall she checked for anyone there was, one other girl, when she got up and left. Clara transformed in her ghost self. She became invisible and flew out of the restaurant. Clara (still invisible) searched the town for any hint of the local park. When she finally came a small park, she floated down to the ground and tried to remember which way to go, which way lookedfamiliar. She began to exit the park, but when she heard screaming, she snapped back. She saw a boy in black and white, with a D on his chest, throwing a ghost to the ground. (Hint- Clara is invisible the whole time, so no one sees her.) Clara darted over to the shadows of a tree, and then supervised the rest of the fight. The boy fought bravely, he knew what every punch meant. The ghost, who was in a dark black cape, fought back but wasn't cunning enough to figure out the plan of the boy. When the battle was over and the ghost locked away in the thermos. The ghost boy retreated to the ground and rested on a bench. This was Clara's chance no one was around it was just her and him. She approached him silently from behind. He didn't notice anything until she sat down on the bench next to him. The ghost boy turned and the expression on his face almost made Clara laugh. He smiled so wide it could have gone ear to ear. "CLARA!" they stood up to hug. When he finally let go, he was ecstatic. "What are you doing here?" he asked. "I uh…um" "Is anything wrong, is it Vlad Plasmi…." "NO, no, uh no Danny no nothing to do with him…." "Well, then what are you doing here?" "Well, I kinda, well moved here." "You live in Amity Park!" "Yeah, my dad was offered a better paying job so we moved here." "That's great!". "I should go… my parents are wanting me back." "Already?" "Yeah, I'll talk more tomorrow when I start school." With that Clara took off flying backwards waving, and Danny took of flying backwards waving, but in the other direction. They kept close eye on each other. It had been so long since they had met. Danny was overjoyed as he flew back to his house.

Clara had come to Amity Park the same week Danny missed her most, things were too good to be true.After Clara left his sight, he turned around and searched the streets for any activity. When nothing but blank streets answered him, he decided to actually go to his house this time. When he got home it was noon. When went upstairs silently to change back into himself and then went back downstairs for a snack. When ghostly hot dogs gave him a weird look he lost his appetite. He went over to the phone but didn't feel like calling anyone. His mind wasn't in a spin, why not? What was wrong. Everything was so short and unbalanced. Why wasn't he exploding, the only ghost girl that had been on his mind finally came back. He wanted to jump for joy yet something inside wouldn't let him, he almost felt depressed. When Danny became aware of his mood, he began to feel guilty and worried, a hot wave passed over him from head to toe. I hope nothing is wrong with me…. He thought to himself. As he realized the true meaning of Clara living in Amity Park, Clara would be like his ghost partner, well mostly. She would fight off ghosts and have the same problems as him. He wouldn't be alone….

(Back at Clara's house)

When Clara reached home it had only been 30 minutes, the adults were finishing up their fruity lunch. Clara grabbed a piece of watermelon and a bread roll, and headed up to her room. She ate what she grabbed,as her head span. Clara didn't want it to spin; she relaxed until her mind was clear. The conversation was so short, hi and by, they hadn't seen each other since forever! Why was it so not in the mood like the almost didn't want to see each other.

When Clara heard a crash a bang, and a cry. Clara sprinted to the bottom of the stairs...

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AN- i hope you like my story so far like i said it's not the normal ghost girl story. truely this time around it focuses more on her than Danny because if the story is gonna be on a ghost girl then it should be on a ghost girl!