Okay, I thought I would be updating faster. But we're reviewing and studying for the final exams. That's all happening all this month…. just warning you. But I will when I have the chance this week!

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Chapter Two

Have you ever hated when it was silent and you have nothing to say during that time? Well, that's what it was like for Danny at the moment. He was sitting down on a tilted bench in the destroyed gym room. There was a buzzing sound going thought the room, it was annoying the halfa, but if you were talking then you wouldn't have noticed it.

Dash sat a few feet away from Danny, one leg bouncing up and down, waiting impatiently. He was looking down as if he was deep in his thoughts. Danny thought he could punch him on the arm and he wouldn't even know.

The halfa sighed loudly, seeing if it would bring Dash out of his thoughts. But when he looked at the jock, he was in the same place. Danny frowned and decided if he was okay, he got up and slowly walked over to him, watching to see if Dash would jump up any minute and pin him down.

That didn't happen either when he was standing right in front of him. Now, Danny was really worried. Was Dash really that lost in his thoughts? Or was he just thinking how to beat Danny up? The halfa took another look at Dash, he did look scared.

"Dash?" Danny asked quietly, that was the only word that seemed to escape he lips for the first time in a year. But really it was only an hour or less. "Are you okay?"

Dash didn't change his position.

"Dash," The half said more loudly, "Is something wrong?"

That's when Dash perked up and shot Danny a death glare. It might've been the worst if he had never had his powers. But fortunately he had seen worse from other ghosts. Danny took a few small steps back.

Dash got up to his feet, still giving Danny the death glare. "Is something wrong? Is something wrong? Fentoenail! Look around you!" The jock angrily gestured at the room around him, "Of course something's wrong! We're trapped you idiot!"

Danny stared at Dash in shock, he had never seen Dash this mad and he had never seen him mad really. The mad he had seen off of Dash was when he was bulling him, but the halfa didn't think it really was anger from him. But this…this was real anger from him.

"Whoa, Dash," Danny said slowly, putting his hands up in the air in surrendering, "I know, but you just seemed… I don't know, scared? So I was wondering if you were okay."

Dash's nostrials flared, "Scared? Me? Are you out of your mind, Fenton? I'm never scared!" He shouted, taking a step towards the halfa. "You're the one that should be scared.

Danny glowered at the jock, "Dash, I'm just asking. I'm not scared. We will get out of here."

The jock scoffed, "Yeah right. How?" He asked stretching out the word 'how'.

The halfa rolled his eyes and folded his arms, "We can either move some parts that are blocking the doorway or we can simply sit and wait. But I'd prefer the first option, because it might be thick enough that no one would be able to hear us from the other side." He started to walk towards the covered up door and added, "Come on Dash, I need your help."

"I'm not helping a nerd!" Dash replied back, trying to make it sound like as if Danny was an idiot to have asked Dash for his help, "You know that."

The halfa stopped his tracks and turned back towards the jock, "Oh right, I'm so weak. That's why I need your help. But if you don't want to get out of here, then that's your choice." He said, strangely sounding calm.

"I rather wait here till someone breaks in," The jock said stubbornly.

Now it was Danny's turn to return the death glare, "Dash, we don't have any food, no water, nothing! We have to bust ourselves out!" The halfa gestured towards the door, "It may be days before they actually break down this door!" With that Danny turned around and continued he way towards the door.

Dash stood there, dumbfounded, did Danny actually yell at him? Him? No matter how much Dash didn't want to help him, Danny had several reasons why he should help him. The jock frowned at that thought; he will have to blackmail or threaten Danny to not tell anyone that he was helping him. That is, if he actually chooses to help him.

The jock snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a loud crash ahead of him. He grinned, "See I told ya someone was here trying to help us!" He shouted at Danny.

Without looking back, the halfa replied back, "That was me pushing a piece out of the way!"

The jock scowled at the halfa, even though Danny couldn't see him doing it. Dash took a good look around the destroyed room; he had never really got a very good look at it after the earthquake. He admitted he was in shock afterwards.

The bleachers on the right had some heavy parts of the ceiling planted right in the middle of them. Almost like a bolder smashing right through the floor. The other side had smaller pieces through them; Dash was thankful that Danny had pulled him under the bleachers. If not, well, Dash tried not to picture a big chunk of the ceiling crashing onto him.

The floor was sticking at every direction, some pointing up like those spikes in the movies when people are trapped and the wall closes on them. Other parts just had cracks and the floor kind of just had bumps, like if something under was pushing it up.

The room above—where the DJ stuff was held—the windows were shattered, leaving parts on the floor below.

Dash took a step back; he really hated that Danny had saved him. But he was also thankful that he was still alive because of his save. Why would Danny even help him after what he had done to him throughout his high school years? If Dash was in Danny's place, he probably wanted revenge and leave him out to die from the earthquake.

It was the perfect plan; no one would blame him for murder or anything. He could have claimed that it was an accident. A chunk of ceiling falling on him, yes, everyone would believe that he just couldn't get out of the way in time. Danny could claim he panicked and protected himself and completely forget about Dash.

But Danny didn't leave him to die; he saved him instead. Okay maybe he saved Dash twice; one when the earthquake began and the other when the pieces of the ceiling fell down in front of the door—their only way out.

Dash shook his head and look back at Danny; one-third of the pieces were already removed and put aside. He did a double take and blinked, was Danny really that strong to move those pieces? But how could he possibly be able to do that?

The jock finally found himself walking towards his punching back who was straining a bit to move a piece that was about almost his height. Dash felt the urge to walk up there and give him a hand. He hesitated; did he really want to help him out? It just didn't fit Dash's picture.

He heard a loud thud; Dash slowed down a bit, a few feet away from Danny. He saw that the halfa had successfully moved the chunk out of the way and continued on the next one. But then he saw that Danny stopped for a second and turned around.

He raised an eye brow at him, wiping his sweaty, dirty hands on his pants. "You finally gonna help me, Dash?" He asked through his breaths.

Dash scowled at him, "Just because I might help you doesn't mean I'm gonna be nicer to you once we bust ourselves out." He sneered.

Danny grinned, "So you are going to help me then?"

The jock sighed heavily, "Yes. But once we're done, we're gonna pretend it never happened." He threatened.

"No problem," The halfa said, sounding a bit amused.

"Better not tell the whole school or you're really gonna get it this time, Fenton," Dash said in a dark tone. With that, Dash made his way to the next bit piece and started to push it out of the way. But it didn't budge.

Danny came over and pushed with all his might and finally got it to move with Dash's help. They both moved it out of the way and headed to the next piece.

"So," Dash said, straining, "How-ugh-are you so strong? I mean I can barely move this one and there are others that we're a lot heavier than this one. You moved them by yourself."

Danny didn't reply right away, "They weren't so heavy, they might look like it, but they're not." He pushed against the one Dash was on and they easily moved it out of the way.

"That felt so much easier when you came along thought," The jock observed, "I mean, I hardly had to push against it. How are you doing this?"

"Dash, you may be a little shaken from the earthquake," Danny said calmly and pushed another big piece out of the way. Dash stared at him in awe. "It happens to everyone." The halfa finished, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand.

"But I feel fine right now," Dash said quickly, "I mean, like, I don't feel weak or anything."

Danny sighed, "Can we please stop talking about my strength? The sooner we get out of here, the better. C'mon."

For the next half an hour or so, the two teens finally fell down and were exhausted from their work out. Danny tried to gulp, but his throat was so dry it hurt to even do it. The halfa knew that Dash felt the same way because he heard soft "water…" from him.

Danny slowly got to his feet and started to look around, finally he spotted a drinking fountain on the side of the wall, but half of it was dented. The halfa decided to go look and see if it was still working.

Once he reached it, he pressed—now dented—button and water squirted right at his face instead of those nice little fountains it always makes.

Danny let go stepping back in surprise and wiped off the water from his face. This time Danny got a nice, long drink by putting his hand at the right angle so it formed a better fountain. He sighed in relief and remembered Dash.

"Dash," Danny called out, making Dash perk up, "The fountain works here!"

Before you could say "boo" Dash was already all over the fountain. The halfa shook his head and chuckled softly; his eyes trailed to the doorway, they were almost there, about half way. Danny wondered if other people in the school were safe and got out just fine and hoped that they were the only ones trapped. But when he was moving these pieces of the ceiling, he couldn't seem to detect a sound besides him and Dash. He heard nothing from the other side, no sound was made.

That made Danny worried; where was everyone else?

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I didn't know how to stop, so finally I decided to stop there. :)

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