It wasn't one of Danny's best ideas, to stand up while talking to Val. He had forgotten about his broken leg and now it hurt like crazy.

The doctors had sent him home. He should heal, but they sent home the breathing machine and heart monitor. He still needed those while asleep. They figured he would heal faster at home, but he had still had the IV and still needed pain medication.

Now he was sitting on the couch at home. He had constant company and constant, "You okay? Do you need anything?"

His body was stiff and he wanted to get up, but his leg was broken and his family wouldn't let him anyway. His mom always sat with him or almost always did.

He knew that his mom truly did care.

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It had been about two days since he got out of the hospital. He was sitting on the couch and Danny was healing fast. Sam and Tucker were talking to him and keeping him company.

"Your mom said Paulina played dumb," Sam said, "As if that isn't usual."

"Well, my parents said I was good enough to go back to school tomorrow. I guess we'll see then," Danny said. The doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Maddie ran into the room and up to the front door. She opened it up and the three teens could see a shocked expression spread across her face, "Hello girls? Would you like to come in?" she said this a bit reluctantly.

In about a minute every girl in the pageant was in front of Danny. They looked…weird, like they were forced to come…actually Paulina was the only one that looked guilty.

"Uh…Hi," Danny smiled nervously, "do you need something?"

"Danny," Paulina walked up to him. Danny had quite crushing on her long ago. He no longer cared much about her, "Danny we came to say we're sorry. I don't think I did anything, but your parents made me feel guilty so I had to come over and apologize." With that all the girls chorused "Sorry Danny" and left.

"Ok that was weird," Tucker said.

"Yeah, like they were really sorry," Sam crossed her arms.

"Guys, something's not quite right with them," Danny stared at the door where the girls had left.

"What do you mean," Sam cocked an eyebrow and looked at Danny.

"I'm not sure," he shook off the feeling.

"So, maybe you should get in some practice with those crutches for school tomorrow," Tucker handed Danny the crutches.

Danny sighed. He was gonna hate those things.

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Danny walked through the halls of Casper High. He was still bandaged from head to toe and these crutches were really starting to annoy him. (And it wasn't even first period yet!) His leg was still pretty bad and his arm was just the same.

He constantly got worried glances and sympathetic stares.

He finally got to his locker. He leaned against it and slid to the ground; throwing the crutches down.

"Are you sure you're gonna be okay Danny? I mean the entire town knows what happened," Sam asked.

"I'll be fine. I lived through a bunch of hideous glares didn't I?"

"Barely," Sam and tucker both said.

"Okay fine. You win, but at least I know they already got their revenge and won't try to kill me any more," Danny managed a smile.

Sam sighed. She kneeled down next to him and rested a hand on his shoulder, 'Just…be prepared. There's gonna be a lot of people asking you questions, and some you may not want to answer. You don't have to, but stay calm, okay Danny?"

Danny smiled in response.

"Hey look! It's the kid who got beat up by a bunch of girls. What a wimp," Dash towered above them.

"Oh, Dash," Danny muttered.

"Hey, wimp, why don't you go on a date? Oh yeah, your girlfriend would beat you up!" Dash started to laugh along with his Jock pales.

"Back off Dash! Why don't you just leave Danny alone," Sam stuck a finger in his face.

"Oh, now look, his little girlfriend has to stick up for him," Dash laughed louder.

"I'm not his girlfriend! I'm his best friend and yeah, I'm sticking up for him!" She wanted to punch Dash so bad, but refrained from doing so.

Danny felt his eyes flash green. He grabbed one of his crutches and whacked Dash in the knee. Dash yelled out in pain and started to hop around on one foot while holding his knee.

"Yeah, well, you couldn't win a fight against a piece of wood!" Danny yelled.

"You're gonna pay for that Fenton!" Dash lifted Danny up by the collar, causing pain to flood through Danny's body. (Why his parents let him go to school today is yet to be known. They said it had to do with education or something, but I think Danny should be at home resting. Who sends a kid to school that still needs pain medication?)

Dash was about to punch Danny in the face, but an authority cut him off.

"Huck Fin! What's going on here?" Lancer yelled. He saw Dash; his fist inches away from Danny's frightened scarred face, "Mr. Baxter but Mr. Fenton down this instant!"

Dash dropped Danny and he hit the ground smack on the chest. He refrained from yelling out, as a teacher was there and he didn't want to seem like a weakling.

"Mr. Baxter, were you just about to punch a defenseless student right after he was almost beaten to death!"

"Defenseless? I'm not defenseless!" Danny thought, "If you would just let me get my hands on Dash in ghost mode, oh would he be in trouble then!"

"Uh…I," Dash stuttered.

"Detention all week!" Lancer pointed a finger down the hall and Dash reluctantly left, but not before shooting Danny a hatred glare.

"Mr. Fenton I'm sorry about his behavior," Lancer helped Danny stand as Sam and Tuck gave him his crutches.

"Oh, it's okay," Danny looked up at lancer. He looked…sympathetic or concerned.

"Mr. Fenton, may I speak with you in my classroom privately?" Lancer asked.

"Um sure," Danny followed Lancer down the hall. He looked back at Sam and Tucker. They too seemed worried about him, but they let him go.

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"Mr. Fenton," Lancer was seated at his desk while Danny sat in a chair in front of him, "The other day, I saw you outside the school, after the attack. Are you sure you'll be able to handle it today?"

"So, they're calling it "The Attack" now. And Lancer saw me? Now that's just wonderful. Everyone is worrying about me? That's a first" Danny thought, "Yeah, I'll be fine."

"Well, if you ever need to come to someone for assistance or if you just need to talk, I'm here."

"Alright," Danny got his crutches and was about to wobble off, when Lancer stopped him again.

"Mr. Fenton, I'm sot sure if you noticed, but that entire side of the school is blocked off by the police. They are investigating the scene of the attack. I think they may want to speak to you," Mr. Lancer had on a touch of worry.

"Oh great," Danny hated this whole thing. Danny nodded to Mr. Lancer and exited into the hallway to find Sam and Tucker.

"So, how was your chat?" Tucker asked; a smile spread across his face.

Danny was going to answer, but the intercom cut him off, "Will all girls involved in the Beauty Pageant please report to the gym for interrogation. Daniel Fenton, you too are needed."

Danny sighed, and started for the gym. Sam stayed next to him (she was in the Pageant). She knew this was gonna be hard for him.