Sorry for the wait for the people that read this, but its been very hectic around here. thank god volleyball is over though. finally, i can get back to swimming. i met josh davis and larson jenson yesterday, just so you know. that basically made by month. happiest day of ever. after that went to american royal with some friends. got chapter 12 started so im hoping that'll come faster than the last ones have.
Disclaimer: don't own danny phantom or its characters.
Valerie: What are you?
Danny: I'll tell you what I'm not: covered in dog saliva.
Chapter Ten
How the boys managed to get dressed on their own, Sam never knew. Only ten minutes after her "arrival" they appeared down the stairs, ready for school. Maddie Fenton had cooked Sam up some waffles and the girl was just finishing them off. She wiped her mouth as Danny and Tucker took their places at the table.
"Hi Sam. You're sure here early," Danny said. Tucker tried to fake the laugh into a cough, but failed. To compensate, he shoved a waffle in his mouth to make any sounds unheard.
It was at this time Jazz bubbled down the stairs. She sat down at the remaining empty seat and turned to Sam.
"Wow," she said with fake enthusiasm. "You look really nice."
"Yeah, well, I had some help this morning," Sam said trying to keep the conversation away from the fact that she spent the night.
Multiple comments popped into Tucker's mind. Danny recognized the face Tucker was making. It only happened when remarks were about to be said, and many of these were not nice ones, to say the least. Trying to avoid a bad situation, Danny jabbed his waffle and shoved it into Tucker's mouth too.
Maddie Fenton ignored these strange happenings. Boys will be boys…she thought.
Sam finished her toast and cleaned the plate off at the sink. She was anxious for the boys to stop chewing their waffles and hurry off the school. She grabbed her purple backpack and slung it around her shoulders. Standing near the front door she lightly tapped her boot on the hardwood floor. Danny heard the noise and turned to see Sam practically jumping through the front door to get out.
He picked a banana off the table and threw it at her. With her reflexes, Danny knew she would catch it. Like expected, she did, and stared down at it.
"Sam, calm down," he told her. "Eat some potassium." He went back to eating his breakfast. Tucker shoveled food in his mouth as if he had not eaten in days. He drank his milk then emptied his plates in the sink. Danny soon did likewise.
The boys grabbed their backpacks in what seemed like slow motion to Sam. She was silently urging them to move faster, but they did not pick up on her vibe. She actually thought Tucker was doing this on purpose to annoy her.
Sam fast walked them to school, cutting off five minutes from their normal time. When the high schools came into sight, she stopped and turned to Danny and Tucker. "Meet me in the gym," she ordered. Without looking to see if the boys understood, she broke into a running pace towards the school. They continued to walk normally to school.
Danny heard someone comment, "Man, is that girl ready for school or what?" He laughed out loud. No, he thought to himself. She's ready for one of the epic ghost battles.
Sam made it to her locker. Figuring her school work was not important at this time, she placed every book where it was supposed to be. A locker could be heard opening down the hall. She looked to see Valerie placing books in her locker as well. The girl had not been one of Sam's better acquaintances in the past, but she knew Valerie would be a valuable aspect to the upcoming battle.
She walked towards Valerie, clenching her fists at her sides, convincing herself this was the best thing to do.
"Hey Valerie," she managed to speak confidently, despite the ongoing battle within. How was she ever going to have her help? She need a quick thought and fast.
"Umm…" Sam started. "I saw you do those moves in gym the other day. I was wondering if you could teach them to me?"
"Yeah, sure," Valerie said, a little confused. Her head tilted to the side like a dog when it's trying to figure something strange out. "What time is good for you?"
Sam grabbed Valerie's wrist. The books the girl was holding dropped immediately to the floor with a clang. "Now," Sam demanded.
At a pace faster than normal walkers, Valerie was tugged all the way to the gym. There was only one gym and it was the linking point between the two new schools. Stumbling her way to keep up with Sam, Valerie was silently wondering why the sudden need to learn martial arts. The girls burst through the doors and stopped to look around the gym.
In the center, near the Raven head emblem, stood two lone boys. Both stood with their heads bowed in such a way that their faces were covered by shadows. The lighter skinned one seemed to be angry; his fists balled up so tight they began to shiver.
The girls walked towards Danny and Tucker. Again, without their knowledge, they were being watched.
With his back turned to the hallway, Dash Baxter felt something brush against the sleeve of his letterjacket. He turned to see two girls flying through the hallway. One of them used to be in his clique.
He turned to the Latin American girl, Paulina Sanchez, and said, "What's up with Valerie and Goth Chick?"
Paulina narrowed her heavily lined eyes and watched the two girls turned the corner at such a sharp speed that Valerie almost ran straight into the edge. She noticed Valerie take one cautioned step, missing the original target by inches. That was no normal move. No ordinary person would have been able to see that before they hit, let alone completely dodge it.
She grabbed the jock's hands a little more forcefully than intended. "I don't know," she said in her heavily accented voice. "Let's follow them to find out. Shall we?"
Dash had nothing better to do. Mikey was already in a locker and Fenton could not be found in any of his usual hangouts. This was already a promising day: one of two nerds was already bullied before school even started.
He nodded to Paulina before speaking to the equally talk and bulk Asian next to him. "Kwan," he said. "Find Star. She will probably be around the corner, in the commons. We'll be looking after Valerie and Goth Chick." Another nod to Paulina signaled he was ready to lead the search.
She eagerly stomped ahead in her flats. Each step clicked on the tile floors. Even with separated schools, she was determined to keep her status high. That meant keeping in the know of important people. Valerie was definitely important at the moment. Even with the recent loss of money, she still had potential. Her points were quickly dropping by hanging out with Samantha Manson, though.
Paulina noticed Kwan and Star lounging by the lockers. This was unacceptable. They were told to meet her and Dash and help them. Not even acknowledging beforehand, Paulina grabbed both of the backs of their shirts and pulled them along. Both gave a small surprised whelp and it was met back with a low growl. Getting the message, the two others joined in their group.
Click. Click. Click. Click. Her steps kept in tune with the seconds on the clocks. She realized there was little time left. School would be starting soon and girls were not allowed to be in the boy's school during school hours.
A more grunted growl popped out of Paulina again. She stopped suddenly and firmly set both arms straight out. Dash, the blonde muscular jock that he was, did not expect this stop and ran his stomach into Paulina's arm. At the same time Star, the natural bleach blonde that she was, ran into Paulina's arm as well, but she ran chest first. Kwan was far enough away to react in time to stop.
Paulina turned around and looked up to the three others. "We'll finish this after school." She was not happy about unfinished business. "Dash, Kwan, escort us to the gym so we can cut through to classes," she commanded. Star resumed her spot on Paulina's left, a few paces behind. Dash and Kwan walked side by side behind the girls.
Reaching up, Paulina glanced in the gym to see if any teachers were around. It was against the rules to cut through the gym. It was for "athletic purposes only." Not a teacher she saw, but Danny Fenton, Tucker Foley, Sam, and Valerie.
"I think we found them," she noted to the others.
Jazz Fenton wasn't known to be a particularly creepy person. Actually, many students thought her slightly crazy for her love for studying. Not that they didn't socialize with her, she was very friendly. No, they talked to her, but never in a way that a true friend would. That's why she kept close to her family, especially her little brother. He needed the most protection; or so she thought. A make-the-hairs-stand-on-end feeling was spreading through her body all day. It began when she was fixing Sam's hair early this morning. With the drive to school, it slowly got worse.
That's when she decided that she would skip class today. It was a big step from the goody-twoshoes image she was known for. But she could skip classes. No teacher doubted her to fix whatever needed work on. When she arrived at school she immediately set her books in her locker. Before closing the locker door she looked inside for one object she thought might come in handy. The little disguised ecto-gun hung on a hook in the back of her organized locker.
She snapped it on her wrist and went on a search for her little brother and his two friends. It wasn't long before she saw two large jocks that she tutored on a regular basis and their attached-by-the-arm girlfriends nearby. Often they were after Danny, Sam, and Tucker.
With silent steps, she followed behind them. She figured they were on their way to the gym. Remembering the school schedule, she realized there was no first hour class for gym. It was a free space for bullying. Doubling around, she ran to block them from the west door. Checking the window, Jazz saw Danny and Tucker standing in the middle of the floor. Two girls, Sam and another girl she did not know, were walking towards them. With a side glance, Jazz saw the jocks and their girls looking through an identical window, staring at the foursome on the floor as well.
chapter 10's one of the longer ones. i hope you like it. my ap english teacher said my sentences are getting better. if you think they are, or aren't (im not one to judge reviews. i just like to read them and get better from them) then you should review. it would make a day even better after meeting the hot larson jenson...