Hey yallz! It's me! Kuki Salazar! (Naw, who else would it be?) This is my first fic, so don't kill me k? (I'm already 1/3 dead…) Well, anyway, hope you enjoy it! Ok, Sorry for me re-writing and stuff, but I just had to do it! 'Cause I wasn't happy and satisfied with the chapter I wrote at first. And thus I re write!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN DANNY PHANTOM! (No matter how much I wish it!)

Stuff you might want to know:

"Speech"

Thoughts

(My notes)

A really loud sound

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"A Talent show?" Mr. Lancer's last period class chorused at him. He had just announced that there would be a Talent Show.

"Yes, a Talent Show. And if you plan on bringing your grades up, I suggest you participate." Mr. Lancer said as he finished passing out flyers and looked directly at young Danny Fenton. "Though anyone under 16 may participate." Mr. Lancer walked back to his desk to start grading tests and papers. The students started talking among themselves, flyers in hand.

A trio in the back included a girl, who was apparently Goth" an African-American boy who had a red hat (don't know what you all want to call it) and held a PDA in his hand; and a average looking boy. The trio read the yellow flyer:

Amity Park Talent Show!

Have a Talent? Want to show the world?

Where: Amity Park

When: May 1st from 2:00pm-4:30pm

Must be 16 years or younger to enter.

Danny groaned and rested his head on the cool surface of his desk, his raven black hair over his electric blue eyes, which he closed for a few minutes.

"Great," he sighed, "Now I have to find an act and fight ghosts!" Danny groaned again, because you see, even though Danny looked like and ordinary teen, he had a secret. He had ghost powers, that's right people, you heard me right. He could turn into a ghos at will.

"Yeah, I have to find an act too," Sam sighed glancing at Danny with her beautiful amethyst eyes. She knew Danny hadn't been getting enough sleep lately, she often saw him out late at night, chasing after some ghost or another when she had woken up in the middle of the night and couldn't get back to sleep. And even thought it really wasn't the gothic way, she cared a lot about her friends and family, Danny especially, weather she showed it or not. "My grades are slipping because I've been to lazy to do the work."

Danny chuckled and opened his eyes again to save himself from falling asleep in class…again.

"Ha! I don't have too! I'm actually passing!" Tucker cheered as he played with his PDA. Tucker had green eye and ALWAYS had some form of technology on him.

"Mr. Foley, a word please." Mr. Lancer called from the front of the room. The trio's heads shot to the front of curiously. Sam raised her eyebrow and Danny blinked as they watched Tucker move to the front of the room.

"Yes Mr. Lancer?" Tucker asked curiously.

"No need to worry Mr. Foley, I would just like to ask you a favor." Mr. Lancer stated calmly. Tucker relaxed slightly, relived he wasn't in trouble…not that he did anything to get in trouble mind you.

"And what would that be, Mr. Lancer?" Tucker asked. Mr. Lancer took a deep breath. He couldn't believe what he was about to do. (No sickos he's not about to ask Tucker out! SICKOS! Any way, back to the story.)

"Would you like to host the Talent Show?" Mr. Lancer replied with his own question….Tucker blinked…"What?"

"Well your grades are passing and you don't seem to have a problem making a fool out of your self—uh, I mean speaking infront of a large group of people." Mr. Lancer replied. (Smooth Lancer, real smooth…)

Tucker raised an eyebrow.

Ooookay then, that was weird…

Well no duh Sherlock! He's Mr. Lancer!

Yeah, good point…who are you?

I? I am your inner self.

Yeeaah…anyway, I think I'll take Mr. Lancer up on his offer…

Hm? What? Wait! Wh—

"Sure Mr. Lancer! I'd love too!" Tucker said aloud, cutting off his conversation with his inner self.

Mr. Lancer smiled weakly.

"Very well, you also have the option of organizing the acts." Mr. Lancer added. Tucker nodded. Mr. Lancer also nodded and went back to grading his tests as Tucker walked back to his friends" who were patiently waiting his return by playing a game. They looked up when Tucker approached the sound of the peeping PDA in the air.

"So what'd he want?" Danny asked as he started to doodle on the back of the Talent Show Flyer.

"Yeah, we saw Lancer take a deep breath" Sam chimed in.

"Oh," Tucker chuckled, "he didn't seem too happy about it, but he asked if I wanted to host the Talent Show."

The trio laughed, they knew Mr. Lancer didn't like giving suck and assignment to someone who didn't usually turn in assignments. (Which is why I wonder how he's passing...)

"Hey, I was wondering if you would let me choose your acts for you?" Tucker asked carefully and leaving out the part of Lancer asking to organize the acts, he knew they would ask why…

Danny and Sam glanced at each other, and then back at Tucker...

3, 2, 1…

Together Danny and Sam's eyes narrowed suspsiously.

"Why?"

Tucker had to smile at their actions.

"Well, you're busy with the ghost fighting," Tucker nodded toward Danny "And you're to busy with not wearing pink dresses." He nodded toward Sam and the trio laughed again. Lately, Ms. Manson had been trying to get Sam to wear a pink dress more than usual.

"Okay Tuck, go ah-"Danny was interrupted by his ghost sense. Danny stiffened for a second before walking briskly toward Mr. Lancer…

"Um, Mr. Lancer? May I—"Danny was cut off yet again, but this time by the teacher.

"Yes Mr. Fenton, you may go use the restroom" Mr. Lancer said before Danny could start talking again. Danny smiled sheepishly and rushed out the door.

"You know, he really should find a new excuse, people are going to think he's got problems…" Sam said as she saw a faint flash of light from the hallway.

Well he actually kind of does have a problem." Tucker laughed a little, "So will you let me choose your act for you?"

"Well…" Sam said unsure…

"Pleeeaaasssee?" Tucker clasped his hands together and leaned onto his desk so that his chin touched the smooth surface of his desk, bottom lip stuck out in a slight pout. Sam laughed at the pathetic scene.

Well maybe I should let him…

Excuse me? This is Tucker we're talking about.

Yeah, but I don't want to find an act!

Suit yourself; don't blame me when you're up there dancing the Funky Bunny…

Oh shut up why don't you?

"Sure Tuck, why not?" Sam said smiling slightly.

"Yay!" Tucker cheered happily.

Danny walked in the room at that moment, looking annoyed and approached his friends…still annoyed. By this time Tucker had stopped celebrating.

"Who was it?" Sam asked.

"The box ghost." The trios rolled their eyes…After they had finished their eye-rolling Danny continued.

"He found some boxes down in the basement," he looked down at the right side of his t-shirt and glared, he lifted up the said shirt side slightly and Tucker and Sam could see faint imprints of various objects. "That just happened to be full of wooden blocks that included many sharp, pointy edges." He said looking back up and sitting down, letting his shirt down as he did so.

"Ouch." Sam said as Tucker cringed slightly. Danny nodded and rested his head in the palm of his right hand, propping his elbow up on the desk…still annoyed. There was a moment's silence before Tucker started talking again.

"Well, before I go looking for acts I want you two to promise me two things." Sam and Danny nodded, eyebrows raised.

"First, you have to promise that you'll go with whatever act I give you." Sam and Danny glanced at each other before nodding again. "and Danny can't use his powers, and Sam can't use her money!" Tucker added as an after thought as the other two nodded again, more slowly. Tucker smile. "Second," he grinned, "You two can't confess your love until after the Talent Show."…Sam and Danny blinked before blushing and exclaiming:

"TUCKER!"

at this Tucker fell out of his chair laughing and many heads turned toward them at the out bursts to see a blushing, annoyed Danny and Sam glaring down at a laughing Tucker. They looked at trio weirdly, wondering what had happened before shrugging it off and going back to their conversation. It did happen a lot after all.

Brrrrrrrrriiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggggg!

The bell shrieked unexpectedly and everyone hurriedly gathered up their things and rushed out the door.

The trio was walking home, deciding what to do over the weekend, seeing as it was a Friday. The trio stopped by the Nasty Burger to grab some drink before heading home, they had just walked out the door when…

"Oh crap! I just remembered that'd I'd be busy tomorrow!" Tucker suddenly 'remembered' looking disappointed" hoping that his friends wouldn't need an explanation.

"Why?" A curious Sam asked.

Yeah, like that would ever happen.

"Uh, well, I gotta organize my computer files." Tucker lied on the spot. The other two merely shrugged and started walking again as their friend sighed with relief unnoticed.

Truth was, Tucker had already organized his files yesterday, while he was out sick. And it was a good thing he hadn't told his friends, 'cause he needed an excuse to be away for a day and plan his scheme more thoroughly. He ran to catch up with his two friends who were in denial and joined in their conversation on what the pair would do for half the weekend…

"I know what you could do!" Tucker exclaimed suddenly, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Which would be…?" Sam said rolling her eyes. Tucker walked ahead of them slightly, preparing to run, before answering.

"You two lovebirds could watch a movie together! You know, like a date!" he laughed before running off.

Danny and Sam blinked.

Then blushed.

Then yelled:

"TUCKER! WE ARE NOT LOVE BIRDS!"

This made Tucker laugh harder.

"Sure you're not!" Tucker yelled back, still running.

Danny and Sam growled and glared angrily and took after him; both still blushing, unknown to each other.

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Thank you, thank you! Lol, I hope you enjoyed reading the story as much I had writing it! Oh! Please review! I'd love to know what you think, and it makes me happy! XD Thank you again!