The drive to the school was relatively quiet for the most part. Jazz pulls into the parking space right as the warning bell rang. Quickly the siblings unbuckled, got out of the car and walked up the steps of Casper High with the rest of the students there. The Fenton siblings separate as soon as they're through the double doors the school. Both heading off to there first periods of the day, Jazz to her English and Danny goes to his Math.
As Danny walks to class he takes a quick left turn and heads straight to the bathroom. He has 4 minutes at most. He hurriedly checks the stalls for any remaining students. Luck was on his side today. Danny tosses his backpack ontop the sink in front of the mirror and fishes out the coverup.
"...What?" Danny digs deeper into his bag only to find no coverup. He yanks his backpack off the sink and turns it upside down. Everything inside falls out, with a loud clatter, to the floor. Danny drops to his knees and begins to frantically search. Once, twice, three and even four times his eyes scanned the pile while his hands moved through it. The coverup was gone. "Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!" Danny threw his now empty bag at the wall. His head falls in defeat trying to remember where he put it. Dread begins to creep up his torso. Where did I put it? Where? Where... The image of him throwing his med kit and coverup in his closet flash across his mind. Danny gasps and stares wide-eyed at nothing. He left it at home in his rush to wake his mother and make breakfast. Fuck...
The bell rings through the hallways of the school and that wakes Danny from his trance-like state. Shit. Danny shoves everything in his back once more. Zipping it halfway and grabbing his skateboard as he throws the bathroom door open and sprints to class.
Danny stood in front of the room A6. His math class. He needed to go in but the coil of dread hasn't left yet. Why? He knew that he couldn't skip because of his father. He had no choice but Danny didn't want his face to be seen. Not like this, not with all the bruises. Yet again his father stands in the way... No, he won't go today, he'll just go to the nurse...
"Mr. Fenton! You can either stand out there all day or come in and learn!" His math teacher, Mr. Douglas called from beyond the door. The dread in his stomach is doing flips now. He feels the need to throw up. Dannys' sweaty hands shake as he reaches for the knob. When his fingers graze the metal ball the door is yanked open by his math teacher. Mr. Douglas glares down at him with his most disapproving glare. Danny's head was luckily turned downward so his face was hidden by his hair. "Mr. Fenton, I do not have all day for you to lollygag around and cause problems for my class. Now either you set yourself straight and be in class on time or do not come at all. The choice is yours."
Danny's hands turn into tight balls of embarrassment and shame. Without looking up he gives his reply, "Sorry Mr. Douglas. I'll try harder next time."
With a sigh, he says "Just do better, alright?" His only response was a slight head nod and he moves aside and let to let his student pass.
Danny walks down the aisle of desks to his, listening to the too quiet laughs, whispers, and snickers for his teacher to hear. He sighs as he drops his bag and skateboard to the ground. Danny gets out his math homework and scans it to make sure that he at least did some of the work. Danny only manages to finish 5 out of 12 problems before his ghost sense went off. It was Skulker. That fight was quick but as the night went on more and more ghost kept attacking. He fought Skulker three times, Johnny and Shadow once, Technus once, Ember two times, Desiree once, and the Box Ghost five times. In the end, his came home around 6 in the morning and he was dead tired. His body ached and he had barely any sleep. He also had received new bruises and cuts from the fights. Not to mention his father this morning and him needing more coverup. Danny really just wanted to sleep forever now. Hey, maybe he can get a few tips from Pariah Dark... Man, he was really losing it from the lack of sleep. Maybe he could take a few minutes to rest his eyes and-
"Mr. Fenton wake up!" A small piece of chalk went flying to his head. Danny jerked his head up sleep evident in his eyes. "Stay awake Mr. Fenton or I'll have you sent down to the office for your incompetence to do so!" Mr. Douglas gave Danny a hard level glare.
Danny shrinks back in his seat while the class laughs. He mumbles an apology as laughter filled his ears. He didn't mean to fall asleep but he didn't get much sleep. He only got about ten minutes of it at the most. Danny sighed and made a mental note of visiting the local store for one or two energy drinks. Okay maybe more like 20. He definitely felt like he needs that many. Danny also noted that he needs to tell Tucker and Sam about his phone. That also meant telling how it happened. Danny sighs once more before trying his hardest to stay awake. It was very difficult but he manages by causing himself pain every time he began to drift off. Which unfortunately was almost every minute.
By the end of class, he had a good size bruise on his right leg from pinching it so hard, and a slightly bleeding left arm as well. Danny packed his things, he was still so damn tired. He was a hundred percent sure that no sleep would've been better than only ten minutes of it. With another sigh, he went to walk out the door. Once again he was targeted by somebody who made his life a living hell. As he was almost one foot out the door he was shoved back by none other than the Dash Baxter. Casper Highs greatest star quarterback since forever. Stumbling Danny caught himself before he can fall on his butt.
Dash turned around and spoke with a dangerous tone, "Watch it, Fentoenail." With nothing else he left. Leaving only Danny and the Teacher. Danny was about to leave once more when even more of an inconvenience happened.
"A word Mr. Fenton?" Came his math teacher.
Groaning Danny turned around and stared at his math teacher. He just continued to look down at his paperwork not giving Danny a care in the world. Danny looks down and mumbles a 'yea'.
Mr. Douglas still doesn't look up but he talks away anyway, "Mr. Fenton is there something going on with your personal life or maybe school life that has caused you to fall asleep in my class?"
Danny's mind flashes many memories of so many things that have happened to him in the last year that he gets a bit dizzy with it all. Still, he replies with, "No."
Now his teacher is looking at him with the same look everyone gives. Disbelief and unapproving. Once again his teacher pushes, "Mr. Fenton if there is nothing wrong then why are you falling asleep in class? It's only the first week back to school and you already doze off at any given moment."
Again he lies, "I don't know, Sir." More memories.
"If you are being bullied then I advise you to seek a counselor. It may help." Mr. Douglas gives a fake smile.
"I'm not being harmed by any other student." Another lie.
"You sure?" Another disbelieving look.
"Yes." More lying. More flashing memories.
"Is everything going alright at home then?" Mr. Douglas gains a new look in his eyes but Danny can't place it. He's is panicking inside too much to figure it out.
"Yes, Sir." Danny is on auto-pilot as memory after sickening memory sheers across his mind.
"Mr. Fenton it's alright, to tell the truth. You do know this right?" More staring.
"Yes, Sir." Unconsciously Danny has fallen into the state where he replies with 'yes, sir' and 'no, sir' to his father. Image after image adds more guilt to himself as he remembers that it's all his fault.
"Mr. Fenton are you okay?" Mr. Douglas proceeds to question father.
"Yes, Sir." Danny is about to start hyperventilating before the bell rings. Thus snapping Danny out of his trance-like state. "...Uh. sorry." Danny didn't even know what he was apologizing for. "May I go to my next class?"
Mr. Douglas looked startled by the quick change of behavior in his student but still wrote him a pass. Before Danny walks out the door he speaks up, "I will not repeat myself, Mr. Fenton. Do not fall asleep in my class again or there will be consequences. Do you understand?" He looked at his student only to receive a nod in response. "Good, you are free to leave now."
With that Danny left the room at lightning speed. Running in the opposite direction of his science class and straight to the bathroom.
