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Chapter Four
"Hey beautiful," was the first greeting I heard the next day at school. I nearly jumped out of my skin in surprise; not only had I not been expecting the voice, but I also hadn't been expecting the actual greeting.
I looked over to see Danny standing beside me, smiling brightly. My cheeks suddenly went red, feeling rather warm.
"Hiya," I replied.
"Did I scare you?" he asked.
"No way," I lied.
"Darn," he said, almost disappointed. I was pretty relieved; obviously he hadn't seen my jump. "I was going to say "BOO" but I figured it would sound too much like a lame ghost."
"You think you're a ghost Danny?" I teased.
He gave me a look. "No."
"I know. But are you a good ghost or bad ghost?" I asked, digging around in my bag.
"I'm not a ghost," he said again.
"I know," I replied. "But it's just a question. Like 'are you a good witch or a bad witch' from the Wizard of Oz.."
"What's that?"
"What?"
"The Wizard of Oz?"
"You've never seen The Wizard of Oz?" I asked, my eyes wide. "The movie with Dorothy and the Wicked Witch, the lion and tiger and bear thing?"
He blinked blankly, tilting his head to the side. I groaned, shaking my head. "Child, you are deprived."
"What does that mean?" he asked.
"Never mind," I said. "So what's your answer?"
"What answer?"
I smacked my forehead. "To the question I asked earlier. Are you a good ghost or a bad ghost?"
"I'm not a ghost," he repeated.
"I know that Danny," I said slowly. "Just answer the question please."
"Bad," he said, rubbing his hands together.
"Really?"
"Yeah, cause I get red eyes," he said.
I looked at him. "Nah, green."
"Green?"
"Green is cool," I said.
"I thought you liked black," he pointed out.
"I do. But I also like green and purple," I explained. "Come on. We're going to be late." I started walking towards my class and he followed me.
"Will you eat lunch with me and Tucker?" he asked.
"Are you serious?" I asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Usually I eat alone. Besides my parents, no one has ever asked me," I said.
"First time for everything right?" he asked.
I laughed. "Guess so."
"See ya then," he said, walking ahead of me.
"Where are you going?" I asked, confused.
"Class," he replied. "I have a different teacher than you."
"Oh."
Darn.
"Danny, I just realized something. You were pretty into ghosts and superheroes then too," I said, standing up.
"I was?" he asked, stretching.
"You were always talking about powers like invisibility and your ectoshields and being a superhero," I said. "Heck, every time you got on the monkey bars, you claimed you could fly."
"I remember that," he said. "That was fun. I enjoy flying; it's really fun."
"Sam, why are you bringing up all of these memories?" Tucker asked. "What does that note say?"
"Nothing," I said, smiling. "Nothing at all."
I sat down at the lunch table, across from the two boys, feeling oddly nervous.
"Hey beautiful," Danny greeted.
I looked up. "Why do you do that?" I asked, blushing.
"Do what?"
"Call me beautiful," I answered.
"Cause he likes you," Tucker replied for him. I blinked and Danny gave him an evil look.
"I don't like her," he said. "Well, I like you, but I don't like you, like you, cause you don't like me, like me--"
"I get it," I said, laughing.
"But actually, I say that because your cheeks turn pink and it's funny," he said.
"I do not," I tried to lie.
"Ha ha, you're right, she does," Tucker added, laughing.
"Do not," I argued.
"Do too," they both said in unison.
Change of subject. "What is that?" I asked, pointing to their lunch trays. There was something gross and disgusting looking thing that was rectangular and pink in the center of their plates.
Danny took a fork and poked at it curiously. I secretly giggled. Would curiosity kill the cat?
"The menu said salmon," he said.
"Eww gross," I muttered.
"I never knew salmon was pink," he said.
"Like Sam when she's embarrassed," Tucker said. "Hey…are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked Danny.
"What?" I asked warily.
"Sam the Salmon," they said together.
"Oh god," I groaned.
"Visualize this. Salmon flying away on wings," Tucker said.
"Oh oh," Danny added. "I love Salm…on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday…"
He never finished. He and Tucker burst into hysterical laughter. They gave each other a wacky high five.
"Ugh," I said, standing up. I'd lost my appetite. I grabbed my lunch bag and started walking over to the trash cans.
"Wait! Sam!" a voice said behind me. I turned around and blinked in surprise when Danny raced over to me.
"I'm sorry, we were just kidding," he said fast.
"What?" I asked.
"I didn't mean to make you mad," he said.
"I'm taking this to the garbage," I explained, holding up my lunch bag.
"Oh," he said, blinking. "Well, I'm sorry if I made you mad."
"You didn't. Why did you think you did?"
"I don't know, I'm just saying," he said. "I didn't mean to make you mad."
"You didn't," I insisted. There were some days when I wondered why I bothered arguing. Danny either had the attention span of a bug or he was just well…dense sometimes.
"HI Danny, hi Sam!" said a voice. I turned around to see Jazz behind us. Considering what had happened last night, I expected her to be less cheery around us.
"Howdy, howdy," Danny greeted, making me giggle.
"Guess what we're doing in gym?" she said.
"What?" we both asked.
"Dodge ball," she said, dancing in a circle. She and Danny high-fived each other.
"Yes! Victory is mine! Thanks Jazz," he yelled. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back towards the table where Tucker was busying himself with his PDA and eating at the same time.
"Tuck, guess what?" Danny asked. He laughed randomly. "Hey, that rhymed."
"No, it didn't," I said.
"What?" Tucker asked, looking at Danny. Danny himself seem to be zoning out. "Danny, hello?"
"Daniel," I tried.
That got his attention. He looked at me, making a face. "Don't call me that."
"What were you saying?" Tucker asked, laughing.
"Me?" Danny asked.
"Yes…" he replied. "You said, Tuck, guess what and then you stopped."
"I did?"
For the second time that day, I smacked my forehead. "You forgot after ten seconds?"
"Hang on," he said, scratching his head.
Tucker sighed, holding up five fingers. "Five…four…three…two…one--"
"Hey, I remember now!" Danny said at the exact timing. "Maybe."
I pretended to cough, finally giving up. "Dodge ball," I said inside it.
"Yeah, we're playing dodge ball today," he said, catching on. ('Bout time)
"Awesome!" Tucker said. "Wait, I already had gym. I knew that."
I sighed hopelessly. If those two weren't identically idiotic enough. "So what's dodge ball?" I asked.
Danny gasped, as if I'd said a curse word. He put his hands to his ears and began muttering, "I'm not listening, I'm not listening," over and over.
"Dodge ball is a game with these small bouncy balls that you throw at people. If you hit someone with one, they're out," Tucker said. "Danny pretty much rules at it."
"I do, I do," he agreed, obviously listening.
"So I get to hit people without getting in trouble?" I asked eagerly.
"I thought you said you didn't hit people," Danny said, looking at me warily.
"I won't hit you," I promised.
"So you'll hit someone else?" he asked.
"Just in the game," I said.
"But you said--"
"Danny, do you hit people in the game?" I asked, knowing where this was going.
"Yes," he said slowly.
"Then why does it matter?"
"Because you said--"
"In the game, it's different, okay?" I said.
"Okay." And just like that the conversation was over.
"Danny, you drove me absolutely nuts," I said, pulling my coat on. Both he and Tucker stopped what they were doing and exchanged glances, then stared at me oddly.
"Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner for randomness," Tucker said.
"No, seriously. When you were talking, you could turn a perfectly normal conversation into a confusing train wreck," I said. "I swear there were so many times where you just drove me batty."
"Ha ha, I remember that," Tucker said. "I remember he always thought you were going to hit him too."
"Yeah right," Danny said in disbelief.
"Wanna bet?" Sam asked. "Poor little Daniel was afraid of a girl hitting him."
"I was not," he protested.
"Were too," Tucker and I said together.
"I wasn't afraid of a girl," he said.
"You were afraid of me?" I asked.
"No," he said.
Just to test him, I swung my hand back and aimed a fist towards him. However, six years and a lab accident later, he was so used to this that he held up his arm and blocked it easily.
"You gotta hand it to him," Danny always was quicker," I said, smiling as Danny raised an eyebrow. I brought my hand down. "Physically speaking."
"Ha ha," he said, grinning mischievously. He hooked his cd player's headphones around his neck. A song started playing too. "And everything I'll have in this world…and all that I'll ever be…it could all fall down around me, just as long as I have you right here by me."
"You got that cd?" I asked, recognizing 3 Doors Down.
"Huh? Oh yeah," he said.
"Continue with the story," Tucker said. "I can't remember what happened next."
"I kicked Dash's butt," Danny said. "Well, actually, that wasn't exactly where I hit him…." I suddenly remembered myself. It was the reason that now…present day, how Danny had become Dash's punching bag.
Oooh….my own interpretation on how Dash became Danny's bully. Also, next chapter, is another little version on how Danny got his battle cry…. Please R&R!
Here's your sneak peek!
Chapter Five
(Present)
"Come on Danny, tell Tucker how you came up with 'goin ghost," I insisted. By this time, Danny had gone a very bright shade of red.
"Dude, seriously…I thought you came up with it on your own," Tucker said.
"I did," Danny muttered. "But…no."
"If you don't tell him I will," I said. I was laughing so hard, just thinking about the memory.
"God, no," he said. I had never seen him blush so much in my entire life. It was kind of funny to torture him like that.
"Please?" I asked, sticking out my lip. He looked at me and swallowed. I secretly knew Danny couldn't resist that face.
"Fine, but you tell him. I would rather not admit to it," he said.
"Okay. Remember that---"
Of course Sam didn't cut it off there, but I couldn't spoil the surprise. Look for me in chapter five, coming soon hopefully!
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