So, Carol2flute and I are in a competition to see who can write the better Danny Phantom story. (She's jealous of the success of my National Treasure stories) Anywho, 'Danny Phantom: Friday the 13th' belongs to me, ShadowofAmityPark, while 'Kill Me Now' belongs to Carol2flute. Review your favorite!

And now, for my normal author's comments. I'm feeling better today! Yay! I'm thinking about doing a Fairly Oddparents story. Once again, I'll only write it if people want me to, I've got two Pirates stories, this one, National Treasure: The Treasure of Jean Laffite, and Man's Best Friend all in the works, so I'm pretty busy! Here's the basic idea, though. Wanda and Cosmo have finally earned the right to take on apprentice fairies for training, but how well can you train someone when you have Timmy to deal with? Or Cosmo, for that matter! They have to show Rina how to prove that she has what it takes to be a fairy godparent before her big test! But with the ever-present threat of Crocker finding out about Timmy's godparents, the task is much harder than it seems!

Chapter 1:

Another Day, Another Ghost

"Why do you guys always so up when I least need you!" Danny said. He launched himself at the ghost, going intangible, and knocking it through the roof.

The clown cackled again. It pulled out a glowing, green balloon, blew it up, and twisted it into a giant poodle.

"Oh, please, is that it?" Danny laughed. "A giant balloon dog?"

The poodle snapped at Danny, it's fangs barred dangerously.

"Guess not!" Danny exclaimed, dodging the huge fangs.


Jack walked back down the steps into the lab. "Danny?" He looked around. "He must have left. Oh well!" He grabbed the Fenton Fisher. "I'm goin' ghost fishing!"


"Okay, time to take you down!" Danny shouted. He blasted the balloon with a ghost ray.

It howled and exploded.

Danny shielded his face from the blast. When he looked back, the clown had disappeared. "Okay, why do they always run?" He asked himself angrily. He phased through the wall and transformed back to Danny Fenton. "That ghost is up to something." He ran his hands through his black hair and pulled out a glowing piece of rubber. He sighed. "Ghost balloon. Could this day get any worse?"


"I want a four page report on the symbolism in 'The Great Gatsby." Mr. Lancer said. "Due tomorrow. Mrs. Ferguson will be back to collect them."

Danny glanced at his two best friends next to him. "Four pages!" He said quietly.

Sam Manson, a girl into the whole goth look, rolled her eyes. "It's like he has nothing better to do than ruin our social lives."

Tucker Foley, an African-American techie, raised and eyebrow. "What social lives?"

Lancer cleared his throat. "She expects these to be well written and mistake-free."

The bell rang.

"Class dismissed."

Danny, Tucker, and Sam quickly left the room.

"Come on. The Great Gatsby?" Sam said. "I'd rather let my mother dress me in a pink tutu."

"Why can't they have actual subs on campus so we don't have to put up with him. You know Mrs. Ferguson didn't give that assignment!" Tucker complained. "So far, sophomore year is a drag."

Danny found his locker and opened it.

"What's wrong, Danny?" Sam asked. "You've barely said a word today."

"I'm just tired." Danny said. "You know, the whole fighting evil ghosts at every hour of the day thing."

"Well, maybe lunch will perk you up!" Tucker said. "Let's go get something to eat."


The three sat down at one of the outdoor tables. Danny scanned the scene. Dash was flirting with Paulina, the geeks were playing 'geek poker', everything was normal. Except on thing. He spotted a girl he had never seen before sitting alone at another table eating lunch..

Danny nudged Tucker. "Hey, Tuck, have you seen her before?"

Tucker looked up. "Her? That's the new girl, Kyla Blythe."

"She's alone. Maybe we should go introduce ourselves."

"Sounds like a plan!" Tucker said.

"Hey, wait! Don't I get a say in this?" Sam exclaimed.

Danny and Tucker turned. "Nope."

They approached the table where Kyla sat. Sam reluctanly followed.

Kyla didn't notice them at first. Her long black hair fell around her face, covering on of her green eyes. She was deeply engrossed in her copy of 'The Great Gatsby."

"Do you wind if we sit here?" Tucker asked.

Kyla pulled herself from the book. "Oh, no, go ahead."

The three sat down.

Kyla looked at Tucker. "Hey, you're the guy who sits next to me in Geometry."

"Tucker Foley." He said.

"I'm Danny. Danny Fenton." Danny said. Sam just glared at her. Danny elbowed her in the side.

"I'm Sam."

"I'm Kyla." She said, then dove back in her book.

"So…" Danny began. "What brings you to Amity Park?"

Kyla looked up from her book, a little annoyed at being interrupted. She sighed. "My dad just got transferred again. His company is always making us move, the two of us."

"Sounds rough." Tucker said.

"Look, I know you're just trying to be nice and all," Kyla said, "but I don't want to make any friends. It will make it easier when I have to move again."

"Who said anything about being your friend?" Sam asked.

"Sam!" Danny hissed under his breath.

Kyla picked up her books. "I'm sorry, but I have to go."

Danny, Tucker, and Sam all watched as Kyla walked away.

"Nice going, Sam. You scared her away!" Tucker said accusingly.

"I didn't scare anyone away!" Sam defended. "She clearly didn't want to be around us."

"Will you two knock it off!" Danny interjected.

"Whoa, what's gotten into you?" Tucker asked.

"Nothing!" He said hastily. "It's just that you two seem to always have something to argue about!"

Sam and Tucker realized he was right.

"And you were a total jerk to her!" Danny said to Sam.

Sam cast her eyes to the ground. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I shouldn't have said those things. But you know how I am around strange people."

"Give her a chance, Sam." Danny said. "She's new to Amity Park, and somehow, I don't think she's like most other girls."

Sam sighed. "Alright, I'll give her a chance."