Sam's POV

I loved my room, I just loved being in my own little world, where nothing can touch me or harm me (except maybe a ghost or 2) but where I'm free to just be myself shout and not be heard, nothing from the outside is ever let in "Hey Sam?" "AHHHH!" I screamed jumping back, at the cold touch on my shoulder, I was blaring loud music so I didn't hear him float in. I walked over to my stereo and turned it off, still breathing heavily "Yes Danny what is it? And if you say scare me your not gonna be half dead for long" I threatened "uh I was wondering if I could possibly stay the night?" he asked floating down "Why? Don't you have a house or did your dad blow it up again" I snapped, being scared out of your mind doesn't leave you too happy, he scowled at me "Well sorry, I just got a call from jazz saying I'm dead if I go home and thought 'oh my friend sam will help me' so I'll just leave now and go hide in a trash can and pop out and scare people" he said angrily, great Manson you just managed to turn your best friend against me in 2 minutes "Danny, I'm sorry you just really scared me" I said trying to regain his trust he smiled "Sorry I guess I should give you a little more notice, you know your gonna go deaf listening to all that loud music" he said smiling again, I giggled "Samikins! Who are you talking to?" my mom asked from the hall "oh crud danny, go human!" I whispered he did and I pulled out my history book and we 'studied' it then she entered "OH! Daniel when did you get here?" mom asked a bit flustered "Oh he got here a little bit ago, he needed some help with homework and I said that I'd help him" I said putting on the 'Yep I'm SO not telling the truth, but you don't need to know that' "well ok, are you staying for dinner?" she asked a little nicer, she's been a lot nicer to him seeing how jazz turned out lovely and danny seemed 'bearable' in her words "Well I was hoping I could, an experiment went wrong and our house is covered in ectoplasm it's so hard to breathe in there" he said, he was a great liar. I wish I had a camera, my mother's expression was just so good, it was like an 'OH MY GOODNESS!' mixed with 'HOW HORRIBLE!' "MY goodness! How awful, I swear you and your sister need to grow up in a better environment, if you wish you may stay the night…IN A SEPARATE ROOM!" she said kindly "Wow danny, that was a great lie, how did you do it?" I said appreciating his skill "I told the truth, before I came here I went against jazz's orders and snuck in to get my stuff" he said pointing to his backpack "And before I left dad blew something up and everything was covered in ectoplasm" Danny said "ew" I said disgusted imaging the house in ruins "Kids, time for dinner!" Mom shouted from the dining hall, she obviously wanted to have dinner in the 'nice' one because we have a 'guest' oh please I might as well say I'm his sister and move in I'm with him so much. "Come on kids it's time for dinner!" mom yelled again "Your parents don't like to improvise do they?" Danny asked smiling "my parents? I'm positive that I separated at birth then adopted!" I said flailing my arms he laughed; he had such a cute laugh…oh my gosh I really need to get out more. Before we could do another thing my 'oh my gosh, get your butt downstairs or be fried' sense went off so I grabbed danny's hand and flew downstairs as soon as we got in the dining room, we were greeted by 2 seriously mad parents "What took you?" my mother asked "Sorry, we weren't sure which room it was, I mean we have 20 places to eat in here" I said once again lying, my mom softened her expression "Well alright, sit, sit the main course is here" she said clapping her hands and many different sized trays came in and were spread about the table, I could see danny staring at the non-ectoplasm covered food, I gave him a kick under the table to get him out of his daze before he started drooling "Wow Mrs. Manson this looks great thank you very much" Danny said politely, as I had taught Danny just after the incident with freakshow: the key to the heart of a Manson is politeness, cleanliness, and manners. "So Daniel, have you played golf?" my dad asked, I felt like falling over of course Danny hadn't played golf! He's 14; I find it hard to believe that seniors want to do it "No Mr. Manson, I've been really busy lately and haven't had time for sports of any kind" Danny said if you count 'ghost hunting' as a sport, then Danny gets WAY to much practice in it. Before my parents could ask another obvious question, Danny ghost sense went off. He started shivering "Sam, could you please show me the nearest bathroom" he asked I nodded my head, giving him the motion to follow me "You may continue we might be a minute, he's really cold so I'm gonna go get him a coat" I said to my parents before we left. After faking out the parents we quietly ran upstairs, which by the way is hard to do in big boot, where danny went ghost I went in a pulled my Fenton Thermos out of my drawer and handed it to him "You could have just gotten mine from my backpack you know?" he said taking the Thermos "So used to grabbing it out of my drawer" I said, then before I could blink, a feminine hand placed a hand over Danny's mouth "Your in danger Danny" she said quietly "Phittie?" Danny mumbled

SO SORRY! I haven't updated in awhile, it's been a VERY crazy week but anyway I love plot twists and cliffhangers. But who is this mysterious ghost? Is she trying to help or hurt Danny? And how is Danny in danger? Well I'll give you 1 clue: it's not a random ghost I made up, it's a real one. But sorry it's so short, I just felt so bad about leaving you in the dark (not that this is helping) but hopefully I'll update soon

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