I will be keeping, whatever "proposition" Tony had for Danny, from you readers, just to let you know. Not to be cruel or anything, I just want you to be as surprised as Danielle when whatever it was is finally revealed. Anyway, enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 21:

Dani POV-

"Wait what?!" Issa whisper yelled to me in disbelief, "Tony Stark is Iron Man!?"

"Yes, shh…keep your voice down," I hissed back at her giving her a glare, while at the same time glancing around to make sure that the room was completely empty. I thought I had heard a nearly inaudible shoe squeak on the vinyl floors, but, checking around the corner, I realized that I must just be paranoid. I had made sure that the locker room was deserted before I told her, but now I was checking again just as an added precaution. Thankfully, once again, there was no one in the locker room with us.

"Sorry, okay, it's just, that's big news," she beamed. I rolled my eyes at her enthusiasm.

"Duh. And now we're making a new ghost proof suit from reverse engineering the Fenton ectopistol," I grinned.

"That's awesome Dani," she smiled back at me, "Now you don't even have to worry about Vlad."

I shrugged a little, "Well, I still have to worry about him, you know how he is. Even if the suit is ghost proof, Tony, and Pepper for that matter, have to meet with him at Stark Industries without the suit."

"Come on," she rolled her eyes, "Yeah, maybe you should worry about Pepper, a little, but, really? I think that Tony is perfectly capable of handling himself."

"Obviously, but he's never faced a ghost before. Vlad could overshadow him or something…" I told her.

"And then what? Make Tony give him money? It's not like he needs it, and it's not like he could get Tony to give him Stark Industries or something because that involves going through lawyers and stuff. Don't worry Dani, Tony'll be fine," she assured me.

"I guess you're right," I sighed, then I saw the plastic clock hanging over the locker room door, "Come on, we're going to be late."

"Will you give me a ride?" she asked hopefully.

"Nope," I transformed into my ghost form, "You're going to have to run for it," I said with a smirk before phasing through the ceiling.

"Ugh! I hate you!" She yelled after me, and I laughed, flying to bathroom closest to my next class.

Little did either of them know that Scarlett had been crouched in the door frame of the outside entrance to the locker room the whole time.

Scarlett POV-

Scarlett smiled to her self, with a self assured smile on her lips. She had only heard bits and pieces of the conversation, but it was enough, enough to ruin Dani's school experience for life and to assure that nobody would ever show her up again.

'Ever since her new daddy picked her up from school, she has almost been more popular than me! And it's like she doesn't even want to be popular! Now that I have this, she'll get bumped off of the social ladder back to loserville where she belongs. Maybe she'll even cry,' Scarlett smirked to herself, smearing a little lip-gloss on her lips while admiring herself in the broken locker room mirror, 'I always knew that she was a weird freak, but now, I have proof.'

She picked up her bag from the floor, looping it over her shoulder before exiting the bathroom. She already had a plan forming in her head about how to embarrass Danielle and her little bitch of a friend too…what was her name? Oh, who cared, like it mattered, after today, Scarlett was sure that they would never want to show their faces again.

Scarlett left to her next class. English.

She was late of course, but the teacher had gotten used to this from her, so she let it slide as Scarlett took a seat in the back next to one of her satellite friends, Lisa. She gave Lisa an evil smile, which Lisa returned, letting Scarlett know that she was ready for any plan Scarlett was about to pull.

The teacher rambled on about Shakespeare or Homer or something, not that it mattered to Scarlett, one of them was dead and the other was a Simpsons character…right?

Finally, the bell rang, and the class filled out. Scarlett's next class was lunch, the same lunch as Danielle.

"So what's the plan?" Lisa asked, her voice has always been a little nasally.

'I swear I wouldn't even tolerate her if she didn't worship me,' Scarlett thought, fighting to hide her distaste.

"Let's just say, I overheard something that Danielle said, and I'm going to make her life miserable at lunch," she smirked.

"Ooh, evil, I'll get the microphone ready on the stage," Lisa squeaked.

"Yeah, whatever," Scarlett replied, no longer paying attention to her so-called friend.

They entered the lunch room. Scarlett immediately caught sight of Danielle sitting with her pathetic little group of friends. Danielle made eye contact with her, a hint of suspicion in her blue eyes.

'Perfect,' Scarlett purred, now the plan can begin.

Dani POV-

"What the hell is she smiling at?" I asked Issa nodding in Scarlett's direction.

"You knows, who cares," she replied, shoving her mouth full of spaghetti.

I shook my head, and turned back to my own food. We went on for the next few minutes, talking about tests and teachers with our three best guy friends, Alec, Zeke, and Jesse. Suddenly, I heard, even before everyone else, microphone interference. A high pitched squeal erupted throughout the cafeteria, causing almost all of us to wince and cover our ears. I looked to the stage.

There, holding the microphone was one of Scarlett's henchmen, Lisa. I rolled my eyes.

'What are they up to?' I wondered.

Lisa cleared her throat, "Umm…listen everybody, Scarlett has an announcement to make."

Then, Scarlett took the stage, grabbing the microphone and pushing Lisa out of the way.

"That's right," she sneered in our direction, "Danielle, why don't you stand up."

I arched an eyebrow, crossing my arms before finally standing.

"What do you want, Scarlett?" I yelled over the cafeteria.

"Oh, nothing, I just overheard, a little conversation between you and your loser friend in the locker room today," she sneered again. I gritted my teeth, she was baiting me. Clarissa stood up like she was about to punch her in the face, but I held her back, we weren't about to jump at this yet.

"Yeah, what was that? Eavesdropping on our conversation, I didn't know you cared so much," I smirked, that ruffled the queen's feathers a little.

"All I know, is that I now have the evidence to confirm that you are, and always have been, a freak and a loser," she smiled proudly. I glanced around the cafeteria, all of the faculty, were either too absorbed in their own conversations, or too absorbed in what was going on, to do anything. I sighed and shared a quick look at Issa, who glanced at me with a look of fear in her eyes, I'm sure the same look was in my eyes, but I refused to let it show on my face. If she found out who I am, or even worse, who Tony, is, our lives could be over. I was not about to take that chance. I silently duplicated myself. My invisible duplicate floated over by the stage, ready to take over in case I had to. The duplicate wasn't very stable, but it would have to work.

"Bring it on, Scarlett," I challenged, not allowing my smirk to falter.

She pursed her lips, clearly taken aback by my challenge.

"Fine then, " she started, "Danielle, I know that you…"