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Guess who's back? Me and the next tome. Would you believe I had forgotten when to update? *nervous laugh*. Sorry!
You might have already noticed this is crossovered with Angels Friends... I am going to change the cathegory to crossover later, I think no-one is going to read this when in the crossover section, so I'll wait for some reviews and THEN I'll change it ;).
Now, enjoy your reading!
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TOME 3. WHO'S BACK?
"Dani Fenton" called Mr. Lancer. No answer. He glanced up from his list. "Hm… absent again" He had just made a mental note about what extra material to give her when the girl appeared at the door.
"Dani Fenton, here!" She yelled, a little out of breath. "Sorry Mr. Lancer!" The man was about to make a comment on the bell that rang five minutes ago when he noticed the bandages covering her hands and gauze covering a side of her face (her legs must have been bandaged too for her to wear a very long skirt. There were probably more if she was wearing a long sleeved jacket). He raised an eyebrow. "May I come in?"
"Take your sit, Miss Fenton." The girl did as he said and the man continued taking attendances, glancing to her when he noticed she had been looking intently at her phone's screen. The ghost girl was engrossed in trying to decipher the meaning of a mystery she had (quite literally) on her hands: a text message in her outbox -the most recent- she hadn't sent. Actually the halfa had been very surprised when she first read the message with the words:
"HELP. PARK. NOW"
"What happened?" Jazz had interrogated her as she dressed her wounded cheek.
"New ghost" The cloned-one said. "Big, mean and with a terrible swing. I wasn't really trying to fight him, but he saw me first..." She admitted. "... how did I get here?" She had questioned Jazz and Sam who were attending her in the Lab's medical bay. Even when she was feeling fine, the bandages she had on her arms and legs, plus the IV (with what she supposed were pain relievers) reminded her how difficult her fight had been.
"We brought you" The answer came from Sam. "Jazz told me she'd be home early, so I came. I was about to leave when I got your message".
"Message?" Dani looked puzzled. "I didn't send any message"
"Well, you did" Sam took out her phone and showed the short text.
"But I didn't send any message…"
"Miss Fenton, put away that cell phone!" Startled her the voice of Mr. Lancer, and the girl placed it in her pocket. "I'll see you after class in detention" The girl cursed mentally and tried to keep her attention focused in the English teacher, though she couldn't stop thinking about the message.
She was absolutely sure she didn't write that message. When the fight ended, she was so tired she could feel her eyelids drooping. She was 100% sure she would have lost consciousness while writing, anyway. Unless somebody else had written it; the thing was she was alone...
Unless... seeing Danny hadn't been a dream.
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