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"Do they suspect anything?" a deep voice sounded inside a dark room.

"They know nothing," replied a female voice.

Back at the Fentons'

Marie was walking out the door. Kyle was just waking up. Kyle thought about Kayla. That was happening a lot lately. Yes, he had a crush on her but didn't see that she liked him too. He was officially clueless number two. He looked out the window to see his sister talking with a guy in blue and black armor on a hover board. Who was this guy?

Marie jumped onto the back of the hover board. Why weren't his parents stoping this?

"Mom! Marie. Kidnapped. Blue armor. Window. Hover board. Gone!"

"Ummmm. What?" Asked his father.

"Ugh! Where's mom. She understands!"

"What happened?" Sam walked in. Her her was short. She still wore her gothic clothing. She had toned it done a bit. No one wasn't to see their mother in a black and green short skirt.

"I believe he said,'Mom! Marie. Kidnapped. Blue armor. Window. Hover board. Gone!'" Danny replied still not understanding.

"You were looking for me, because Marie was kidnapped by a someone in blue armor. You saw this out your window. They got on a hover board, and now they are gone." Sam responded.

"Yes!" Kyle didn't understand why they weren't sending out a search party to look for Marie. Then it got worse. His parents were laughing. Not a light life. No, this was a laugh that would make anyone fall out of their seat.

"That was Seth. He just got his armor." Sam finally managed threw her laughs.

"My best friend finally got his armor, and he didn't tell me!"

"Calm down. Maybe he forgot?" Danny attempted to calm his son. It didn't help. Kyle transformed and left the house, but he forgot one key aspect. He was still in his pjs.

The halls were alive with giggles. Kyle didn't see anything that was funny. Maybe, the whole school was under mind control. Someone else was making them laugh. Maybe, he was getting paranoid. He saw Seth and his sister at her locker. Marie was curling her hair around her finger. Kyle didn't even know that girls still did that.

His sister was full out flirting with Seth. This was getting gross. Before he could say anything, an annoying fimilar face got in his way.

"Beware!"

"LunchBox! Go away! I'm not in the mood."

"Calm down. I'm just here to get a present for my Dad's death day."

"Death Day? Let me guess that anniversary of the day he died." Kyle was trying not to laugh. Holidays were weird, but to celebrate the day you die was just morbid. Yet, here was LunchBox as happy as could be. This was just ironic.

"Yes. I want to get him a new box."

"I'm kind of busy and not surprised. What box do you need?"

"Pandora's. And I need your help to get it!" This girl/ghost was crazy! He was not risking his life for a box.

"How about you get him a black box from a plane? I'm sure he'd love that." There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice. LunchBox didn't catch that. He looked over her shoulder to see Seth and Marie walk away. He had missed his chance.

LunchBox hugged Kyle. He wasn't into affection.

"Oh thank you. Thank you. Thank you. He'll love it!" He flew away before he could even tell her not to hug him again. He heard too things as she flew away, a pencil snap and LunchBox saying,"Oh and nice pjs!"

He ignored the first sound and looked at his clothing. He screamed like a girl, transformed, and flew home. He was going to be late, but it was worth it. At the same time as he entered the door of his house. Kayla entered the classroom.

"Hey Marie, can I barrow a pencil. I kinda broke mine."

Marie just continued to stare at Seth.

"Marie!"

"Huh. What? Oh yeah sure." She handed Kayla a pencil. Kyla flew back into the class room. He was now fully dressed. Class started.

A new girl names Jane had join the school. She looked older than most kids her age. That was mostly because she was long past her time. That's right. Casper High officially had it's first fully ghost student. Kyle found Seth at lunch. Turns out Seth really did just forget. This little fight was forgotten by all except one girl who just happened to be dead. Jane.

"How did your first day go?"

"It was perfect, Father." The young woman looked up. Jane was much prettier when she didn't have to hide her face.