Secrets

Sunlight streamed in through the single window in our room, waking me up much to my dismay. Danny was still sleeping like a rock though and I was glad for it as my face went through various shades of red as I remembered last night.

Last night was amazing, and waking up like this curled up next to Danny was certainly something I could get more than used to. Hopefully this would happen more often now.

My face heated up again at the thought of being with him again in that way and I barely had myself back under control when the phone rang.

It was probably Maddie, she did say she'd call us in the morning.

Oh, shit. Maddie.

We are so dead for this.

I kept my voice steady as I answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Sam?" Maddie's voice rang through the phone.

"Yes?" I slowly got up. Damn, it hurt to move.

"We got the portal open. You and Danny need to get here as soon as you can."

"Okay." I starting searching for a shirt of some kind, preferably one of Danny's that was oversized on me; I really shouldn't be walking around the house naked before actually getting dressed for the day.

The conversation ended and the phone went silent as I found a shirt that would fit my needs for the time being.

I gave Danny a smile as he finally resigned to getting up and I left the room in search of breakfast of some kind. He'd just gotten a lose pair of sweats on as we heard a knock on our door. Danny ran to answer it seeing as he was the most appropriately dressed.

"Oh, hi, Mr. Lancer." Danny's hand went up to the back of his neck at the sight of the teacher and with good reason. How much school had we missed now?

Mr. Lancer glanced behind Danny and made eye contact with me for a brief moment. "So the two of you ARE still alive." His voice dripped with sarcasm. He was not happy with us in the slightest. "May I come in?" Danny opened his mouth to say something, but didn't really get a chance. "Let me answer that for you. Yes."

Danny resigned to let the over weight teacher in, and as said teacher made himself comfortable on couch I saw his eyes flickering between the two of us. He shook his head. "You two had better hope Miss Manson doesn't end up pregnant."

We both turned bright red at the comment. "Is it really that obvious?" Danny asked the question that had been running through my head.

"I was a hormonal teenager myself once, Mr. Fenton. Though the lack of adequate clothing isn't helping your situation." He just shook his head again as our already flushed faces took on a new shade of red. "I certainly hope you haven't been missing school just to have a little fun."

"No!" Danny and I shouted in unison. I could not believe we were having this conversation with our English teacher/vice principal.

"Then would the pair of you like to explain where you have been lately?" No...not really. That would require spilling a lot of secrets...though it was starting to look like a better option than letting him think we'd been going at it the whole time. "Do you know how far into this semester we are?" We both shook our heads silently. "Three weeks, Mr. Fenton, Miss Manson. Do you realize you've missed at least two weeks of that?" Shit. We'd missed that much school? I had forgotten about that among the other five and a half billion things that had been hitting the fan lately.

"Mr. Lancer, we can't really tell you that." Danny did realize that wasn't going to cut it, right? If anything, it would just make Lancer more intent on finding out what the hell is going on.

"I don't think you have much of a choice." Lancer turned and seemed to really look at Danny for the first time. It took me a second to realize why. "Julius Caesar, Mr. Fenton! Where did you get all those scars?"

Shit, this was not good.

I sighed and turned to Danny, not even bothering with telepathy. "I think we're going to have to tell him, Danny. With as much as the shit seems to hit the fan with our lives, I don't think we'll survive much less actually graduate if we don't."

"You sure Sam?" He was as apprehensive as I was about spilling our secrets, but there was no way in hell we'd be able to get away with keeping them much longer. I nodded. "Do we tell him every thing or just the big part?"

"It's all or nothing Danny."

"I hope we don't regret this." I hoped so too. We didn't need any more people working against us.

Danny turned to face the bald teacher. "Do you really want to know where all of these came from?" Danny gestured to the massive display of scars he'd acquired over the past two years and Lancer nodded, unsure of what to say. He was probably trying to figure out what the hell we were talking about. He probably didn't realize just how far over our heads we were. We barely noticed it anymore, it was a part of the job description.

"Please don't freak out about this." Danny closed his eyes and released a deep breath, as if he was still trying to talk himself into revealing his biggest secret.

His rings formed around his waist and began to move the their respective poles of his body.

The look on Lancer's face was priceless.

Our vice principal was shocked to say the least and Danny was literally waving his hand in front of Lancer's face before the only full human in the room found something to say.

"That's...quite the development…" He sat in silence for a few more moments before managing to compose himself enough to get down to business.

"I suppose that gives you a viable excuse for some of the time you've missed…" He was struggling to find words. Imagine that, an English teacher at a loss for words. "What about you, Miss Manson? You can't be with him all the time."

"That's a little harder to explain." I stopped, trying to figure out how to explain this best. "I have a ghost half too, but I can't really show you that right now."

Lancer was more than intrigued at this point as Danny let his rings wash back over him, becoming his human half again. "And why is that Samantha?"

"Because Plasmius is a damned parasite that needs to get the fuck out of my girlfriend." Danny's eyes turned green as he answered the question for me.

I turned to him. "Hey, It's my job to get pissed off at the shithead, yours is to calm me back down." I smirked as I made the comment, but it didn't last long.

I started to sway on my feet. "Shit." I mumbled, knowing damn well what was about to happen.

"Sam? Are you okay?"

"Do I look okay?" That was a little harsh… I shook my head to clear it. "You might wanna transform again."

"The asshole's coming out again, isn't he?" Danny's eyes were their brightest green before he transformed and they only burned brighter when his ghost half came out to play.

I didn't get a chance to respond as my senses were pushed back to a fuzzy state and a dark flash or light(does that even make sense?) filled the room as Plasmius took control.

So...let's all agree NOT to kill me for updating late and leaving you all with a cliff hanger, okay? :D

EOC "bootcamp" in English... Kill it...kill it now...I beg of you... :P

Comments and feedback are welcome as always! :D

Invisible One