A/N: I'm very sad at how bad my stories are doing so I guess I just have to write this stuff for myself. Here's an informative chapter for the readers who I don't know exist. Ok next chapter, oh goodie:

Chap 8: Looking for the Invisible

"Hey, did you study?" Sam said with a grin while picking up her backpack.

"For what, the math test?" Danny said, picking up his own, and then looked at the clock. It was Tuesday, but felt like a week had passed since yesterday. Boy, how each day passes so slowly when school has to be attended.

"Duh, what else would I be talking about?"

"Yeah, so?"

"Then what's the quadratic formula?" She said, walking to the door.

"It is: x equals negative b plus or minus the square root of b squared minus 4ac all over 2a." he recited off the top of his head.

"Good job, you actually remembered something!" Sam said, swinging open the door, then they began to walk down the stairs.

"I told you I studied." Danny replied.

"Danny, Danny…you overestimate your attention span."

"It's not that, it's just…I don't have time anymore!"

"…because of your new job, right?"

"Yeah…"

When they reached the kitchen, her parents noticed them.

"Samantha, your friend's already here? I didn't see him come in." Her mom said.

"Yeah, he's sneaky like that…" Sam said sarcastically, only slightly thinking in her mind that he now could actually be sneaky with his new ghost powers.

"Well have a nice day at school, honey!"

"See you later mom!"

Sam and Danny walked outside, and then Danny shut the door behind them. The first few minutes were very quiet before Danny spoke:

"Hey Sam?"

"What?"

"Are we going to walk to school, or catch the bus? We left almost an hour early so we have time."

"I guess we're walking. Wanna pick up Tucker?"

"Let's."

So, they walked to Tucker's house in about 15 minutes, and knocked on the door.

Tucker's dad opened it.

"Yes?" he said, then recognized them and added, "Oh hi Sam and Danny. Tucker'll be down in a minute. Although…you guys are kind of early, but that's ok." He said, eying his watch. He walked into the house and called up the stairs: "Tucker, your friends are here! You don't have time to play the game now."

A moment later, Tucker reluctantly walked down the stairs with a frown on his face. He walked out the door, closed it behind him, and then faced his friends.

"Guys…why did you come so early?" He whined.

"Because Sam wanted to," Danny replied. "Otherwise she was going to bother me the whole morning until I got up."

"Ok I understand. Sam is seriously violent, for a recyclo-vegetarian who forbids the harsh treatment of animals." Tucker said, and then cringed at Sam's harsh glare.

"Am not!" She denied. "Anyways, most of the time Danny was asking for it."

"What did I ever do to you?" Danny asked, feigning hurt.

"Danny…come on guys let's get a move on," Sam said, and then they continued walking.

When they finally made it to school, it was 7:00 A.M. The doors to the school were open, but only the teachers and the janitor were inside. They walked in, and it was silent. So they went to the cafeteria to sit down at their table.

"So what are we going to do for 45 minutes?" Danny asked.

"We could always, you know, talk about stuff?" Sam suggested.

"Well," Tucker said. "I got this cool new game, it's so great!"

"Yeah, we heard Tuck." Sam replied. "Your dad seemed very annoyed about it too."

"What kind of game?" Danny asked curiously, causing himself to get a look from Sam.

"Only the best and most action-packed game there is!"

"Cool!"

"Ok, let's change the topic."

"I was getting ready to start looking for my parents," Danny said, sighing.

"That's good!" Tucker said.

"But…I can't."

"Why?"

"It's because…Vlad's back!"

"So?"

"Tucker, you know Danny's very conscious of Vlad, right?" Sam said.

"So? I mean, wasn't he overshadowed at that time? I mean, they said it on the news!"

"Maybe Tuck," Danny said. "…but I'm still wary. I hope it wears off soon."

"Me too Danny," Sam said.

"Oh well, let's get to class, extra early." Tucker said with a grin. "Let's see how Mr. Lancer reacts to this…"

After first period, the hallways were bustling with students who were retrieving books from their lockers which they needed for the next period. While Danny was getting his astronomy book, someone tapped on his back. He turned, and it turned out to be Dash, the school bully.

"Hey Fentino." Dash said slyly.

"What do you want, Dash?" Danny spouted, annoyed.

"I just wanted to ask you a question. Jazz is your sister, right?"

Danny almost fell over at that statement. 'Jazz? My sister?' he thought incredulously. 'So what if our last names are the same, we're definitely not anything alike.'

"I mean, you're at her house all of the time." Dash continued.

"I'm not related to her, Dash," Danny said, restraining his laughter.

"But you have to be! Maybe your parents got divorced or something, but really, you can't lie to me."

"For real Dash, we're not related."

"Ok…" Dash said, still not trusting his words, and walked away to where the rest of the A-List was standing.

Then Jazz and her friends were walking through the hallway.

"I was wondering," she said. "Should I pick calculus as my future major or psychology? Or maybe biology…" Then she noticed Danny and waved to him. "Hi Danny!"

"Hi..." he said, waving back.

"How do you know that dork, Jazz?" One of her friends said to her.

Dash overheard the conversation and tapped her on the back, saying, "They're related. Don't mind them."

Outraged, Jazz and Danny yelled simultaneously, "We're NOT related!"

"Sure…" Dash said sarcastically, and walked away to where Paulina was standing.

"What's up with him?" Jazz said to Danny, then walked off, leaving Danny more confused than ever.

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