Dear little fanfic reader people,

It was back to school this week. Quite lame. For some reason, the sever has turned off, disallowing me to go on my screen name. The mother must have found out I was on…damn it! I'm going to try to reconnect.

Three minutes later…

Success! I have snuck back on. Now, to continue with my story.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Danny Phantom, and I probably never will : (. BUTT! I do own this story. Thanks a "bundle" on the reviews guys, YOU KICK ASS!

Elaina, I know I cant type, but leave me alone. Blame this damn Microsoft Word Spell check!

Enjoy.

Chapter 3

The Assembly

"Students, we need to remain calm!" Mr. Lancer shouted over the students who were running around the school. People were beating each other up, hiding, or screaming. Regardless of what anyone said. "GANDALF THE GREY'S BEARD STUDENTS, SHUT YOUR HALF WITTED PIE HOLES!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. The halls went silence. "I know this is a big thing for all of you and that you're scared, but I don't think you all fully understand the situation here. Nevertheless, that's not going to stop you from your assembly this after noon,"

"Ahhh," everyone moaned.

"Moan all you want," said Mr. Lancer. " But you're all still required to go into the auditorium, now," The students rolled their eyes and headed down the hall.

"Someone's been murdered and they're still having an assembly?" Sam asked. "I personally don't think they fully get the situation."

"Uh, I hate the stupid assemblies!" Tucker complained walking off to the auditorium. "They're so stupid!"

"Yeah, and they always get the worse people," Valerie replied. "Last year we had Michael Ian Black. He's okay, But he wouldn't shut up about the ninety's. Then the year before that, we had Paris Hilton, but she was drunk the whole time she was up there,"

"I don't even know why they make us sit through these stupid assemblies," Sam frowned opening the door to the auditorium. "Next thing you know, they're gonna send stupid people like-" Sam stopped dead in her tracks and dropped the book she was holding. Her eyes widened and a grin stretched across her face. She couldn't move, she was just in awe.

"Sam?" Danny asked waving his hand in front of her face. "Hello, Sam?"

"The most beautiful man in the world," she said just above a whisper.

"What?" Tucker asked looking onto the stage. Up there was a man (about in his late twenty's) just walking around the stage looking for the black board. He was completely unaware that the black board was right behind him as he stroked his hands through his dirty blond hair.

"Aw…" Sam sighed starring into his beautiful grey eyes.

"...Dominic Monaghan?" Valerie said.

"YES!" Sam screamed triumphantly. The small freshmen students walking by her either stared in disgust or ran for cover. "THANK YOU GOD!"

"...they gave us Dominic Monaghan?" Valerie said again in disgust. "It's official. They've found all the worst people possible to do our assemblies."

"What's so great about him that makes Sam spazz?" Tucker asked Danny

"Are you kidding? He's been on The Lord Of The Rings, LOST, and he's clearly only, like, the hottest man alive!" Sam beamed. Suddenly realizing Danny was there, she quickly spun around. "Oh, you know I wasn't including you, Danny. After all, you are-"

"Don't worry, I get it, I get it," Danny said putting his hand up.

"Oh, so what if he's hot," Tucker said getting annoyed. "Valerie thinks I am too, but she doesn't scream triumphantly every time I walk down the hallway."

Valerie elbowed him and the four of them sat in the back. Sam attempted to go to the front, but Tucker and Valerie dragged her back. Danny watched them in amusement.

Once everyone was inside, Principal Ishiyama walked up to the podium.

"Hello students, welcome to this year's assembly. WOOOOOO!" she smiled happily as she glanced around at the students. They all looked at her and said nothing, except for the junior in the back that coughed and the cricket that was chirping. "Hmm…not easily amused, eh? Well, you should be. This year we have Mr. Dominic Monaghan to come talk to us, WOOOOOO, YAY!" she said again. This time the whole auditorium was silent. Even the cricket stopped chirping. "Will you get out of her?" she glared at the cricket, and it began to hop away. "Alright, now that's settled, please welcome, Mr. Dominic Monaghan WOOOO!" she said again as every one clapped for Dominic as he approached the center of the stage.

"Alright, good day every one," he greeted them walking up to the black board set up on stage. He had finally found it. "Now, I am here to talk you about, eh, a somewhat important topic. Alright where's that bloody chalk-ah, here it is!" he said scribbling something down on the board as he spoke. "Why…..drugs….are….bad- Why drugs are bad!" he finished. "Now, when you're in high school, you're all gonna do stupid things, I know I did,"

"That's no surprise," Valerie whispered to Tucker.

"-And one of those thing is, you're all gonna want to do drugs, because it's the "hip" thing to do, as everyone says. Now, how many of you in here, have actually taken drugs-I'm not talking about your medicine crap, I mean drug drugs," he said scanning the room with his eyes. No one put up their hand.

"Oh, come on, don't be shy. Lets be honest now," a few people hesitated and then put up their hands, "Yep, I've got a few hands in here. Any of you been smoking? Yeah, I see some hands. Any…crack? A few, ah, I see. Any…marijuana? Yep we got some in the middle. Any of you ever been high? Yep, we got some more! Under age drinking,-ooo, that's a popular one, in'it! Alright, any nicotine, oh we got a senior in the front here- what? You're a freshmen- oh, that's enough for you! Alright, hands down."

"Aw…he has the voice of an angel," Sam smiled in admiration. Valerie rolled her eyes and slumped her cheek onto her fist.

"So, yes, we all do stupid things." Dominic said. "And if any of you do get high, you're gonna do stupid things. For instance, you're gonna think you can fly, much like that Danny Phantom character that's flying around. And if you do try to fly, you will die easily, unless Danny Phantom is around and saves you. So my point is this; please, please don't do drugs unless you're sure Danny Phantom is around and he will save you. Maybe you can have him follow you around all day like, I don't know, a D.H.G , (Designated High Guider). Other than that, don't do it. Just don't do it kids!"

As the lecture went on, Danny gasped and a cool blue mist poured out from his mouth. He looked around quickly, but couldn't see anything. He knew for a fact something was there though. He turned to Tucker.

"Ghost time?" he asked.

"Yeah, cover me,"

"You got it," he replied. Danny nodded and got out of his seat.

"Oh, and Tucker?"

"Yeah?"

"Try not to let Sam attack Dominic Monaghan, alright?"

"I'll do my best," Tucker smiled as Danny headed to the door in the back of the room. As he was about to open the door, Mr. Lancer jumped in front of him.

"And just where do you think you're going, Mr. Fenton?" he folded his arms.

"Uh, Bathroom?" He half said half asked pointing towards the door.

"Uh, is it really necessary, Fenton?" Mr. Lancer rolled his eyes.

"Umm…yeah. I'm…..Constipated? Bad poops,"

"I didn't need that much information, Fenton," Mr. Lancer said stepping out of the way. "But you might want to get that checked out," Danny nodded and ran out into the hall as fast as he could. Once Lancer closed the door, he switched to ghost mode and flew down the halls as fast as he could. He was breathing fast and had his eyes peeled for anything suspicious. Nothing. Danny continuously flew down the halls, hoping to see something, but nothing was in site; visible or invisible.

But the strangest thing was, the more he continued on down the hall, the more he got the feeling he was being watched. Like something, or someone was following him. Like a creature in the night hidden in the shadows of the trees. Ghost or not, it was still creepy, so he decided to fly on back to the auditorium.

He made it to the door, switched back to his normal form and opened the door.

BBBBBIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGG! went the bell as the gaggle of students filed out from the auditorium.

"Oh, god, if I hear D.H.G one more time, I'm going to kill someone!" Valerie shuttered coming out the door.

"I simply adore assembly meetings now," Sam smiled.

Tucker gave her the most puzzled expression and walked up to Danny. "…should we be worried about that one?"

"Nah, she'll be back to normal in a day or two," Danny smiled.

"Or at least while we try to figure out what wrong with you," Valerie replied as Tucker stopped In the middle of the hall to stare at a picture of a pretty flower that had Colin written in small letters on the bottom.

"Ehh…eh hee," he smiled as Dominic walked by carrying his folder that said "How to Become a professional D.H.G" (Designated High Guider)

"What are you staring at?" he asked a bit confused.

Tucker shrugged. "A pretty flower."

"Did anyone listen to my speech?" Dominic said frustrated walking down the hall

"What?" Danny asked Valerie.

"You know," she said. "You're weird sycophantic dream that killed our history teacher?"

"Oh, right," Danny said. He had completely forgotten about it in the past hour while Dominic was giving his drug speech to the school. "I forgot about that."

"What? How can you forget about someone being murdered?" Valerie asked in disgust. "Am I the only one who didn't pay attention to Dom's stupid speech?"

"Frankly, yes," Tucker answered shaking his head to regain his focus from the pretty flower picture.

"Well, you're going to have to talk to someone about it," Sam said taking one last glance at Dom as he walked down the hall.

"Who's going to know anything about that?" Tucker asked.

"Someone who's into dreams," Valerie smiled.

"Someone who's into therapy,"

"Someone who conveniently is staying at Danny's house," Sam grinned.

"What?" Danny said. "Oh, God, no! NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT!"

Yes, yes, I know, this chapter was quite short. BUTT! (Yes, I meant to spell it with two T's) I'll try to make it longer. Now, go read, review, what not. I'm gonna go eat some Oreos.

-I Break For Ghosts