Chapter 3
I am so sorry about the lack of an upload yesterday. Omy gosh. I didn't had no internet ALL DAAAAY! n_n It was so awful. Anyway, so here is your update. I suppose it might still be Saturday for some of you. . . Whatever.
I would just like to say this now, Star's last name is Anderson and Kwan's last name is Lee. Alright? Kay.
I would also like to say, that whenever Danielle talks, no one is around to hear her. She reamins silent around the other students.
Emkay. Read.
The next day was very nerve wrecking for Team Phantom. Danny and Danielle got there extra early, to make sure they could change in peace. They had decided to keep their jumpsuits on underneath there clothes, but changing the shoes and taking off the gloves. Danny walked out and placed the sunglasses on just as the bell rang. He then created a duplicate, to come out of the bathroom.
When Danielle came out 5 minutes later, Fenton was already in class with Sam and Tucker. Danny could see and hear what the duplicate seen and heard, but it basically did it's own thing at the moment, which meant talking to Sam and Tucker.
Danny and Danielle walked up to Mr. Lancer's room and knocked on the door. "Here goes nothing." Danny said.
"I think I'm gunna puke." Danielle moaned, holding her stomach.
"Just sit in the back and stay quiet and the day will just pass right by." Danny reassured.
Lancer had walked over to the door, and opened it. "Ah, you two must be the new students. Come in." He usured them in, and stood them at the front of the room. They just stood there, looking at the class. Danielle looked like she was going to hurl. "Well, introduce yourselves." He prompted.
"Umm, my name's James. James Carter. This is my sister, Julia. We were, um, home schooled all of our lives, and just moved here." Danny explained their back story flawlessly.
Kwan looked at us weird. "Why do you have sunglasses on inside?"
"Our eyes are really sensitive to light." Danny answered quietly.
"Does the girl talk at all?" Paulina asked.
Danny looked at Danielle then answered. "No, not really."
"Well, thank you for that Mr. Carter. You can go to the seat by Mr. Foley. Miss. Cater, you can go in between Miss Anderson, and Miss Manson." Lancer pointed towards the seats. He then went to his desk to start attendance, when someone paged to his room.
"Mr Lancer. Can we see James and Julia Carter?" The school secretary asked. Their guardian is here to see them.
Everyone looked at the two oddly at the word guardian, and before Mr. Lancer could say anything, Danny got up, as well as Danielle. They walked to the door, and Danny whispered, "Here that, Ellie? Clockwork's here." He said it only loud enough for her to hear, smiling sarcastically and causing Danielle to giggle.
The second they left, they waited outside for Danny to order the duplicate to raise his hand and go to the washroom. Were he sucked him in and headed off to the office.
"Notice how no one ever offers to show us around, even if we are new?" Danny acknowledged making Danielle laugh out loud.
"You know your way around, you weirdo," she laughed.
"You know that, and I know that, but they," he pointed back to the class, "don't know that. For all they know we could become desperately lost! And being weird is part of the job description." He added with the lopped sided smile he was famous for
"Whatever, dipstick."
"Alright, that's it. No more hanging out with Ember." Danny said.
"But she's teaching me the drums!" She complained quietly as they entered the main office.
The secretary, a small women with brown, greying hair, smiled as the walked up to the desk. "Principle Ishyama's office is the second door on the right. You can go right in." She pointed it out and they continued walking. When they got to the door, they knocked and entered.
"Hello, children." Mr. Patel smiled. Principle Ishyama was sitting behind her desk. "Now, apposed to our little agreement, I found out by Mayor Masters, that it is absolutely neccasary, that at least the principle knows, for safety measures. So, I have told her."
"You can take your hoods off, Mr. and Miss Phantom." She said very calmly, but you could just tell how nervous she was on the inside. They took them off, along with the sunglasses. Danielle took her to-her-waist-long hair down, and unzipped her hoody. "Now, I understand, that you are being forced into this, am I correct?"
"Yes. We are being forced by this nutjob and the fruitloop of a mayor." Danny insulted, not even trying to hide his annoyance.
"Yeah! We have to cover our faces to assure we don't get mobbed!" Danielle yelled, doing the same.
"Now, now, children. No need to yell. The only reason your here is so that I know how long ago you stopped attending school. To asign a tutor if nessasary. Now, when did you, um, stop going to school?" She faultered.
Danny and Danielle looked at each other before Danny announced, "We already have a tutor."
"And who would that be?" She questioned.
"Jazz Fenton. She's a friend of mine." Danielle declaired. Technically it wasn't a lie.
"Jazz Fenton, the Ghost hunters daughter?" She clarified.
"We'll be studying at our house." Danny reasured. Technically, also not a lie. Danny never clarified what "ours".
"Well, I suppose, so. She is one of our best and brightest. I'll set some things up between the two of you, I'll try not to pull you out of too many classes."
"Alright. Thanks."
The two Halfa's had been dismissed by the principle and Mr. Patel, to go back to class. When they got back, it was in the middle of English, which apparently, they had first together. They mostly just sat around, Danny doodling, and Danielle passing notes with Sam, explaining what had happened with the nutjob. Occasionally passing it towards Tucker or Danny to hear their say.
Danny.
Tucker.
Sam.
Danielle.
So what happened in there, anyway?
And who was the gardian? I highly doubt clockwork made an appearence.
Ha. I wish it was him. It was that nutjob Mr. Patel. The guy working for Vlad.
Haha, really? What did he want?
Oh, they just brought attention to us by saying the word gaurdian so that they could assign a tutor we already had.
Stupid nutjob.
Danny what are you drawing?
*Life*
Danny held up a very detailed and lifelike drawing of Mr. Patel and Vlad sitting in a cage gaurded by Skulker, Technus, the Box-ghost, and Spectra. Vlad was crying. The rest of the group had to clasp their hands over their mouths to keep from laughing to death.
"I like it, can I have it?" Danielle whispered. Danny shrugged and handed it to her. She took it and slid it behind the plastic cover of her binder. For the whole school to see.
"There. Now everyone knows who's forcing us to be hear." She smiled, and the other four, Danny, the duplicate, Sam and Tucker, chuckled around her.
By the end of class, they had gone over the entire Conversation in the princable's office, and what they were doing after school. But their next problem came way to soon, for second period on Modays, they had Gym.
MINOR CLIFFIE! WHOOT WHOOT! It really isn't though. The conclusion is simple. Whatever.
Also, their is a poll up right now, about Stars position in this. She is one of my favourite characters, but I have no idea what to do with her. I mean, I have idea's about it, mostly shown in chapter 5, or 6, but I want you opinion.
And Mr. Patel will constantly be referred to as the nutjob, or nutjob. I personally think it works. Rather well, accually. he nutjob and the crazed-up, chesse-headed fruitloop. Heh. It was fun watching Maddie call him a peice of cheese. xDD
Okay, Skye Phantom is out. Peace!