Sorry for the long wait, school (once again) is draining me…as well as the idiots in my life. Well, no sense in keeping you waiting. Here we go:

Chapter 7: Monday Misery: Part 2

Sam crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at Mr. Lancer. Interrogate me all you want, I won't answer. She thought icily. It's really none of your concern what happened between Danny, Dash, and Kwan. She realized how hypocritical that was for her to say, but she didn't care. She was in no mood to deal with his stupidity. Besides, there's going to be inconsistencies with the story…it's better if I just say nothing. She hated it when they separated the students when questioning them. It doesn't really help…they're just encouraging lying. There was no doubt in her mind that all the others were fabricating a story to explain their situation. Didn't they realize that it would just screw them over? It's like being in a police station…they're waiting for us to slip up. Well, it won't be my fault, at least.

"Manson!" Lancer snapped, forcing her out of her thoughts. "What happened?" She met his glare with an icy stare, raising an eyebrow, challenging his authority(well, that's how he took it, anyway).

"I have the right to remain silent, don't I?" She asked sarcastically, earning an irritated huff from Lancer.

"Fine-FINE! Don't answer me. I'm sure the others will." He sneered.

"I doubt it. You may get them to talk, but they'll probably lie." She replied, inspecting her nails. He hates it when girls do this while he's talking to them. It's "disrespectful". HA! He's such an idiot.

Indeed there was another indignant huff before he got up and walked out, slamming the door behind him. Beautiful. She thought nastily. But still…I hope Danny's okay. He had looked so worried when they were 'escorted' to the Principals office. With all those stupid rumors flying around now…I wouldn't blame him. To have his…secret come out like this-I hope they don't call his parents in. She thought about it and cursed. Damn it, all of our parents will be notified about this. Danny can't handle that kind of stress…She bit her lip, racking her brain for any ideas as to how to get out of this situation. What's he gonna tell them? That two boys were fighting over him? I somehow think that's not gonna fly…but how is he gonna-

An idea struck her-it was so absurd, but necessary. Eyes locked on the door(in case anyone came in), she took out her phone.

Danny looked down and his hands which were placed neatly in his lap. How did this all happen? What went wrong? His eyes shifted over to Kwan. His whole body was trembling and he was glaring out the window. There was dirt across his outfit and a few grass(and blood) stains here and there, but nothing serious. Guilt overwhelmed Danny and he forced himself to look away. And what's even worse is that…I'm trying to justify Dash's reaction. He let out a soft, bitter laugh, resting his hand on his forehead. What are mom and dad gonna say-Oh, God! What are mom and dad gonna say? He felt the blood drain from his face and the anxiety start to build up. No…I'll-I'll lie. They're not gonna find out! Besides…Kwan…and Dash for that matter…they don't like me. He felt a painful tug in his heart as he thought this. So…it's not lying. Yeah…

As the door slammed open, he jumped and stared up at Lancer. "Well…so far no one has said anything. I guess you'll all have to be suspended." Danny couldn't help but roll his eyes at that. What a threat. "And I'll let you know now that I've notified all of your parents about your suspension."

"Why are Danny, Sam and Tucker suspended?" Kwan asked, breaking the silence.

"For being involved with the fight." Mr. Lancer replied. "And yes, I've talked it over with the principal, and she agrees with me."

"But they didn't have anything to do with it." Kwan retorted, glaring at the wanna-be authority figure.

"Because no one will talk, we don't know that." Mr. Lancer sneered, and that shut Kwan up.

So…my parents know. They'll pry, and I'll tell them…part of the truth. That our friend got into a fight and…He knew that wasn't going to work. They'll want to know why we didn't just say why they fought. And if I tell them why…He bit his lip. Because we decided to go down as a team. There we go. Perfectly believable. But, it does sound really stupid…argh! Shut up, Danny. We're keeping this excuse.

He tilted his head upwards to stare at Mr. Lancer, and he did his best to feign nonchalance. Pretend you don't care. "That's fine with me." He challenged.

"Hmph. We'll see about that, Fenton." With that said he left the room with a slam. Danny let out a sigh and slumped into his chair.

"Freaking fantastic…" He muttered darkly to himself. He hear Kwan sigh beside him.

"Hey, Danny…I'm sorry…" He mumbled softly.

"…It's fine. It's not your fault. I mean, you were just protecting me." He shifted his eyes over to Kwan hesitantly. He's staring at me so…intensely…He bit his lip out of nervousness. Is he gonna kiss me?

Tucker fidgeted next to Dash. Of course I get stuck with the psycho. They're not gonna put me with Sam, or Danny…Hell, even Kwan. No, they're gonna stick me with Dash. I knew it was a bad idea! Damn it Sam! Why do I listen to you? He chanced a glance at the fuming jock and instantly regretted it.

"Got a problem, Foley?" He growled.

Tucker gulped and shook his head violently. "N-no…" He stammered. He quickly looked away. Best day ever…He thought sarcastically. There was a few minutes of silence before the jock broke it.

"Does he…hate me?"

"H-huh?" Tucker asked. This isn't going where I think it's going…is it? "Who?"

"…Fenton-Danny." He quickly amended. "Danny…do you think he's mad at me? That he hates me?"

Tucker was hesitant to answer. Oh God…Sam was right. He does like Danny…and Danny probably likes him…but how does Kwan fit into this mess? Ugh…He looked up and saw Dash staring at him expectantly. Crap, he wants an answer, doesn't he? "Um…I'm not too sure…I didn't get to talk to him. You know, we were all separated pretty quickly." He rambled. That's not a good answer. "But I don't think he is. I mean, he's never hated you for all the shit you've put him through before."

Dash's eyes widened. "He's never…?"

"No." Tucker replied. Am I hooking them up? Ew, gross. I'm encouraging it…damn it, you owe me Danny. Shit, Sam's gonna hate me for this…Well, I can't make everyone happy. "But to be safe, you should apologize to him. I mean, you never have…"

"…So, you know then?" He asked sharply.

"Know what?" Tucker asked weakly.

"Don't play dumb. You know that I…"

"Like Danny?" He whispered, trying not to twitch as he said it. Eww…

"…Yeah. So I guess Manson knows too?"

"Yep."

"And Danny doesn't?"

"Yep."

"Hm." Dash was quiet for a minute. "Can you help me?"

"With…?" Please don't say-

"Getting with Danny. Can you help me with that?" The look in Dash's eye told Tucker there was only one answer. And if it were any other answer, he'd get a beating.

"Y-yeah. Of course." Just what am I getting myself into?

Jazz sat anxiously in the living room, hand clasped together in her lap. Her eyes darted to the phone every minute, waiting for it to ring. I can't believe it…Danny is in trouble because two guys are fighting over him? I knew that Dash was no good…She sighed. Well, it's a good thing that Sam called. Danny isn't ready to let mom and dad know about his...secret. And I doubt he could come up with a convincing lie. They'd pressure him and he'd crack. And then…who knows what would happen then? She didn't let herself go there. Mom and dad would still love him…they'd be shocked-but they wouldn't hate him, right?

She sighed and pushed those thoughts away. On the bright side, Kwan was there to help him…but still. Why is he in trouble? Of all the stupid, idiotic-

RIIIIING! RIIIINNNG! RIIINNG! The phone quickly snapped her out of her thoughts and she scrambled to get to it before either parent could. "I GOT IT!" She yelled, running to the phone. "Hello?" She asked breathlessly. That was too close.

"Hello Jazz. Are either of your parents home?" Mr. Lancer asked. "It's about Danny…"

"Oh, sorry…No. May I ask why?" She lied easily.

"Well, since you're the only one home, and because you're a responsible young adult," He began. Flattery will get you no where, Mr. Lancer. "Danny's been involved with a fight, and we need you to pick him up. He's going to be put on suspension for the next few days. You'll inform your parents when they're finished with work, won't you?"

"Of course! What kind of daughter would I be if I didn't?" She glared at the phone. Since when were you such a jerk? She thought when she heard a chuckle.

"Well, you need to pick him up now. Thank you, Jazz." She heard a click and rolled her eyes.

"Sure, whatever." She sighed.

"Sweetie, who was it?" Maddie asked.

"O-oh! It was Danny's school…he's not feeling well, and he needs someone to pick him up."

"Oh, well I guess I'd better go and get him-"

"No! I-I'll do it." She quickly calmed herself down when she noticed her mom giving her a curious look.

"Okay…But I wonder why he went to school if he wasn't feeling well?"

"Well, you know how Danny gets about staying home alone; he doesn't like it. And he didn't know that you and dad had today off…you forgot to tell us." She smiled at her mom.

"Yeah, he does get anxious…and we didn't? I swear we did…"She trailed off. "Oh! I think we've forgotten that someone needs to get Danny. You better get going!"

"Oh, right! Well, bye mom. We'll be back shortly." She gave a small wave and left, feeling slightly disturbed that she could lie to her own parents so easily. She brushed those thoughts off to and focused on the task at hand: Danny.

Well Danny, you sure know how to pick them, don't you?

Kwan stared at Danny. He's kinda cute when he's nervous…Not chick cute, but pretty damn close. He leaned forward towards the smaller teen. "Yeah…I was protecting you, huh?" He noticed that Danny's eyes had widened and he was trying to lean away from him. Well, there's only way to find out if I like this kind of stuff or not.

"Y-yeah…that's what I said." Danny let out a nervous laugh. "But um…Kwan…" Again, Danny was biting his lip. "You're getting kinda…close."

"I am, aren't I?" He smirked as Danny blushed and stopped moving. "Come on, I think we both…want this." He pulled Danny closer to him, and the smaller boy didn't resist. And just as he was about to kiss Danny, the door slammed open.

Yeah, sorry, I'm gonna have a cliffy. I know I took forever updating, please forgive me! Review, please? I know I don't deserve it…Oh! And I'm starting a new Danny Phantom story, check it out.