When he got up the next day he was too tired to walk so he flew to school. When he got there he switched back and had trouble keeping his eyes open. Sure enough he bumped into Dash. Since everyone found out, he was stopped being bullied.

"You ok?" Dash asked helping him up. He nodded and grabbed his hand.

"Thanks. I was up late last night." he said.

"Now that Sam is dating Gregor and Tucker is hanging out with them I'm on my own even more than when I started."

"Wow. That stinks."

He shrugged.

"Whatever, I've always done most of the work. Both of them said so themselves."

Then Kwan saw something on his wrist.

"What's that?"

Danny looked at it.

"Just a scratch. Sam would take care of my cuts, give me stitches when I needed them and things like that. When we started she took a few books so she could learn how to fix me up. So I obviously don't know what to do. I just put bandages on. One good thing about being half ghost is that ghosts heal quickly."

After hearing that everyone was surprised.

"Why didn't you have your parents or the nurse help you?"

"Because only me, Sam, Tucker, Vlad and then Jazz knew. So it was really up to her."

He looked at it and then ignored it. Then his ghost sense went off.

He sighed, "We have ELA together and first so if I'm not there in time tell Mr. Lancer for me."

Then he went outside and switched. It was Skulker as usual. While they fought he was getting scratched up and bleeding.

"Come on Skulker, I'm missing class!" Danny said.

"Someone's tired." he said.

Danny got rid of one of his wings. While he was flying around Danny kicked him hard and froze him. Then he was in the thermos. After that he went to his locker, put it in and went to class. He was limping right now and had bruises and scratches all over himself. When he got there people saw what he looked like. Sam and Tucker were surprised at how bad he looked.

"Mr. Fenton, why don't you go to the nurse's office." said Mr. Lancer.

"No, I'm fine. I heal pretty quick." he said.

He looked back at Sam and Tucker but ignored them.

"Tucker, I need to put a lot of work on him. I saw a hole in part of his outfit while he was fighting. Blood on his human shirt and all over him. He needs stitches in some places to."

Tucker nodded, "He really needs some help. But I have a feeling we're too late."

After class he headed to his locker, winced and limped on his way there. Then his knee gave out on him and he was caught by Valerie.

"Thanks." he said.

A few seconds later he was tapped on in the wrong side by someone. He bit his lips and made a fist to hide his pain. Then he turned around and saw Sam and Tucker looking worried.

"What do you want? And where's Gregor?"

Everyone watched them.

"We want to clean you up like we used to." she said putting a first aid kit in front of him.

"Well a little too late for that. I have so many scratches, bruises and scars it's not even funny. If I didn't have to fight ghosts for my job I would have quit. Now leave me alone." he said.

Later at lunch he was sitting by himself. Then he heard something,

"Hey, can I sit with you?" asked Valerie.

"Sure, if you want to." So she sat down and smiled.

"How ya feeling?" she said.

"Tired and I hurt everywhere."

"Why don't you skip today?" she said after she looked at him.

"Val, I can't. I really would, but I'm really the only one they've got."

She sighed and nodded.

"I guess you're right. Your parents really aren't that good and neither are the Guys In White."