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"And look out for Dash Baxter he is the school Bully." Danny continued "I know for a fact that he has at least 25 people on his 'F-List' and 15 of his favorites on his 'D-list' and his 5 favorites on his 'C-List'." While his small ramble on Dash went on Tommy quickly caught sight of a blue skinned overall clad ghost with a stupid looking cap on his head float into a box store that was incidentally down the alley that they had just passed. "I believe the number of people in one locker that he has gotten in at one time is four, and oh no." Danny had just sensed a ghost.

The only other hominoid creature around asked a blatantly obvious question. "Oh no What?" Tommy looked over at Danny only to see his eyes moving rapidly in search of something.

"We've got a ghost." He replied in an almost whisper.

"Oh you mean the Spectral entity that had on blue overalls a plaid shirt and a cap who floated into the Box store that is down that alley?" Tommy asked with a questioning semi-glare.

"Oh good it is just him." Danny visibly relaxed before turning to hurry on to the school. "We can just keep going and hope that he doesn't try to 'Scare' us.

Tommy stopped for a second to think before continuing onward at a hurried pace.

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Tucker and Sam sneaked through the halls toward the doorway that had the number 325. The Janitor could give out late detentions that were commonly worse than the ones that Lancer gave Danny after a ghost fight. Unfortunately they were late often enough that he knew their names, all three of them.

"Ms. Manson, Mr. Foley." They both turned around to see the towering grey-clad janitor with a mop standing behind them. They were caught. By the Janitor none the less. "I assume that you have some plausible excuse for being Late to your first period class." he said after a short pause.

"Why Yes We D…" Tucker started up rather strongly until Sam elbowed him in the gut.

"I'll handle this one Tucker." She reassured Tucker that she had a good story of why they were late. "Danny just got a new Foreign Exchange Student from England and he asked Mr. Fenton about one of his inventions." Sam took a breath during which Tucker took up the talking.

"Easily one of the stupidest things that anyone from anywhere on earth could do." Tuckers lines were rather pointless except for the fact that if the janitor stopped you while taking a break during the explanation of why you were late you were instantly sent to ISS. "We were standing in the line of capture for a really long ramble about the ghost Gabber. Sam continued on with the explanation "Fortunately Danny stepped in and saved us of missing the whole day of school but Tommy, the Foreign Exchange Student, asked another question about Ghost Tek and got stuck there with Danny. I think that they are on their way." Sam finished her explanation yet was still uptight about the upcoming answer to the speech.

"Fine I will let this one slide. But only If this Tommy shows up with Danny today in between First and Second Period. If not, then all three of you will be in for a very long line of Detentions." Sam and Tucker let their held breath go "Now run along to Mr. Felucca's class before I write you a detention anyway." He had also memorized their class schedules. The two of them ran off to room 325 in a hurry.

Tucker called back a "Yes Jason." before continuing down the hall. After all it was always good to be polite to anyone who had that much power in the school. It was rumored that he gave Dash his first and only Detention. Not to mention the fact that it scared the Football Jockness out of him for a week.

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"Hello Mr. Fenton, I am So glad that you could join us for class. Would you care to explain to us how you came to be late." The rather short teacher incriminated Danny as he and Tommy both walked in the Door. Her glasses fell down off of her nose and onto her lap. She then took them and placed them back on her rather crooked nose, where they quickly fell off again.

"Actually I have a valid reason other than the Bathroom or a Doctors appointment. Mrs. Learnknot." Danny said in a rather matter of fact tone. "This is Tommy Fablark. He is a foreign Exchange Student from England. He will be staying with us for Two weeks." Mrs. Learnknot put her thick black rimmed glasses on her nose where they, once again, fell off.

"Hi Teaching Unit of apparent lack of any stature." Danny nudged him to be a little more respectful. Mrs. Learnknot gave him an annoyed look. "Honk Honk." Tommy 'Honked' in annoyance at Danny's interruption. He then continued on with what he was going to say. "It says in the Guide that Human Teachers are quite possibly the worst at teaching any Foreign languages because they don't have a good appreciation of the language that they are teaching in the first place." Mrs. Learnknot glared at him with yet more vigor even though her glasses fell off of her face again. Tommy continued on with the rant. "It also says that Math teachers are yet even worse because they ramble on about things that they think that you should know but don't." The teacher looked absolutely livid at this and by now the class was completely silent. The rant continued even further "English Teachers are possibly the most useless teachers." Tommy took a small break at this point for dramatic tension. He had noticed the number of kids watching the spectacle and wanted to give them a show. Mrs. Learnknot was shaking in barely controlled rage. "What is the point of learning a language that you are already fluent in." The class was now awaiting the end of the monumental speech by the newcomer who had broken just about every unwritten law of the relationship between a teacher and their student. "Science Teachers are also quite frequently wrong about everything that they say. Especially Physics Teachers." The teacher was by now taking deep breaths to obviously keep from killing the foreign exchange student. Most of the people in the class were gaping. Danny was utterly speechless. If he was like this toward Mrs. Learnknot how would he react to Lancer? Tommy forged onward. "History Teachers are very difficult to not make fun of because they are horribly easy to trick. They always say that they understand human nature better than most but I really want to actually see one stop a prank" Mrs. Learnknot was almost hyperventilating while shaking with fury. "And Computer Sciences Teachers are completely incompetent. Any two year old can out use a computer in five minutes that would take any of them two years to even analyze." At this it was too much for the teacher and she snapped. Mrs. Learnknot jumped out of her chair and her glasses flew off her face and fell on the ground and broke. Tommy finished up his rant with one final jab. "In the great opinion of the Guide, Teachers are annoying stupid beings."

"Well Tommy!" Mrs. Learnknot yelled quite loudly, all of her cavity ridden teeth visible. Spit flecks were flying out at an impressive rate. "I just happen to be a Computer Science Teacher." her voice cracked and then went down an entire octave. "I feel highly insulted at your words. Almost all of my friends are Teachers." She continued to yell now at an off-key baritone as apposed to her usually uptight, high pitched, squeaky, soprano voice. "So I am going to give you a very deserving Detention for your little outburst." She too waited a dramatic pause. "5 hours, with me, on Saturday, fixing the broken Computers." Some of the class gasped. 5 hours was a maximum punishment. And on a Saturday too! It was an unspeakable crime. Especially on the Day of the Dance.

"Hey, Can we make it next week's Saturday instead." Tommy then switched to another tactic. Annoy and Question. "That way I can divert all of my attention to fixing your 'Broken' computers." His emphasis on Broken did not go unheard.

"No." Mrs. Learnknot's voice was now back to normal. However most of the class had their hands up over their mouths and were hardly containing their laughter.

"Why not?" Tommy's question provoked an immediate and unplanned answer out of the teacher.

"Because I don't have the next Saturday free." She immediately regretted saying it.

Immediately Tommy asked an improvisational question. He was about ready to start using the Why, Why, Why, tactic, just to annoy this particular teacher. Any and all teachers that he ran into today were going to get a wake up call. After all he was just getting warmed up. "Hey Just out of curiosity why don't you have next Saturday off?"

"Students have no need of such information." Mrs. Learnknot responded quickly.

"Why do students have no need of such information?" Here it is The Why, Why, Why, tactic.

"You young man are not about to out wit me with your questions." She calmed herself down in time to see what he was doing.

"What Questions?" Tommy feigned ignorance. Right after the Why, Why, Why, tactic and it worked perfectly.

Mrs. Learnknot finally became fed up with Tommy Fablark so in her logic it was time to yell at the one other student in the front of the room. "Mr. Fenton Please just go take your seat with Fablark and get him caught up on the current assignments. Class, GET BACK TO WORK!!!" Oh yea, she was PISSED!

"Yes Mrs. Learnknot." The class responded in an unenthusiastic monotone. Even through their snickering smiles.

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A/N I believe that there is a good spot to stop it my hand is now really tired. I will also say that I will be going on a Computer Free 10 day vacation to an unnamed place (by parents orders).

I truthfully don't agree with The Guide on the Subject of Teachers. Or at least not all of them. I have had some really bad ones in the past. AKA the ones that went into Mrs. Learnknot.

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