This is my first story so please be nice! Enjoy!

Prologue: Nothing

Sams POV

Nothing ever happens here.

Nothing.

We live in a town where the only good thing is to hear how the local band made out. Sad but true! Yeah…our marching band is awesome. They've won so many awards and gone on different trips to receive different honors. But otherwise, that's it. No important events happen here. We are just little old Bagor High.

Well….so we thought.

Chapter 1: New Student?

School started as it always does. See the friends in the lobby, talk, get filled in on the gossip. The usual. That included the usual show up and flirtation of the local bimbos.

"I can't believe how stupid Paulina is," I said as I watched her go flaunt with the head of the chess club. Poor guy. Her next victim. "Why cant she just go blow herself up or something!"

"I know she is just so..soo.…uh…..hey Tucker, are you with us?" asked Lori. She was waving her hand in front of his face with concern on hers.

Great, now Tucker has fallen into Paulina's spell. "Dude snap out of his." I slapped him upside the head and he fell backwards. What a dope! He too fell in her trap.

"Huh what…sorry. Hey, isn't Paulina something else."

"Oh yeah..she certainly is something. Tucker that puppy dog look has to go." Why is it all the guys I know have to fall in love with Paulina. What do they see in her? Bing Stupid Bell! "Great…late for Lancers class…again! Guys, I'll see you later."

"See ya." How did they get that in perfect unison? Scary!

The biggest problem with this high school is the minimal space space. Needless to say there is very minimal hallway which gives us "traffic jams" only with people instead of cars. It is so crowded we have portable classrooms. Wonderful for getting to in bad weather...yeah right! So as usual I had to make my way through the overly crowded hallways.

Get out of my way. I'm going to be late. Ouch!

I was in the clear with two minutes to spare. Finally a day where things don't go from bad to worse. There's Mr. Lancers class and……wait. I turn around to find my second worse enemy, next to Paulina, Dash Baxter, beating some new kid up. What do I do? Help the new kid…don't help the new kid…help the new kid….don't help the new kid. Oh fudger! Why is the conscious always right?

"Hey Dash, leave that kid alone!"

"Make me Miss Goth!"

"I will!" I then gave him a knocker right in the jaw just as the late bell rang. "Shit, late again."

"Your nuts Manson!"

Don't I know it. So why bother to help this kid again, oh yeah conscious. But hey, on the plus side this guy is kind of cute. Jet black hair, gorgeous blue eyes, nicely built. But especially those eyes; I felt like I could fall in them. Wow! Maybe helping out wasn't so bad after all.

"I'm sorry about that guy. Dash is such a loser. Did he hurt you at all?"

"No, I think I'm okay." Not to shy either…… say something Manson……

"Uh….m-my name is..uh.. Sam, Sam Manson."

"Danny Fenton."

"What brings you to Bagor Danny?" Since there is absolutely nothing here!

"I just moved here. I'm living with my aunt. I guess you can say its kind of a chance for me to get away from the pressures of home."

Danny POV

Wow! Finally someone who doesn't try to beat me up or makes fun of me. This girl is really nice. No one has been this nice to me since I came in this morning. And she has such a pretty name….Sam…I wonder if she can help me to where the hell I'm supposed to go.

"Say Danny do you want me to help show you around since you probably have no clue as to where you are supposed to go?"

She can read minds too!

"Um…yeah! That would be great! Thanks!"

"No problem. Where's your first class."

"English with Mr. Lancer."

"Really! That's where I'm headed. It's right here."

"Cool. Thanks a lot Sam."

"Anytime Danny. You can call me your official tour guide."

"Okay Miss Tourguide, lead the way." I extend my hand in the way towards the door and let her lead the way. God I feel like I'm in a romance movie. Am I?

Sam POV

Wow, Danny is sure sweet. He's showing me the door like we are in a romance movie or something. Are we?

"What do you think about this? A new victim huh!"

"Yes. But there is something about him that I remember from somewhere…royalty or something…"

"I see what you mean. Well, what do you want to do your lordship?"

"Watch him. See where he leads us. He will make such a fine specimen don't you think. A fine addition to our growing collection."

"Uh…what collection again?"

The ghost slapped his sidekick in the head. "Do I need to repeat everything? I guess I do. Our collection of ghost souls, which in the end with give us the strength and power to rule the ghost zone..and…the best part…the human world."

So that's the beginning. I have a whole plot formed and I want to see if I can get it off the ground. Now as I said this is my first story so please tell me how it was! Criticism is good. Just don't be too harsh if you get my drift:) Thanks!

P.S. I swear that it should get better as it goes along! Uh…strike that…hopefully!

-Mama Agwe