Went to New York on Saturday! I actually started this BEFORE I went to New York, but yeah. XD
Its been a month since I updated "Haunted Nightmares" o.O SORRY! I'm completely writer's block on that ):
So anyway, enjoy! :D
I do not own Danny Phantom.
A Phantom Story
Chapter 3
I couldn't go to sleep that night. I was scared that the green eyes were going to haunt me again. All I did that night was try to calm myself down. But of course, it just made myself worry more. Why did it have come the night before my first day of school at Casper High? I kept thinking. Looks like I would be cranky on the first day…
…And I was. My Uncle pulled the blinds of my window away from it and the sun gleamed towards me. Did I tell you how much I hate the sun? Its too bright. Dark is my friend. It doesn't burn, hurt, or isn't to bright. Its perfect.
"Rise and shine, sweetheart!" Uncle Fred exclaimed. His words made me have a glob in my throat. My Dad used to be this way. I then rolled on to my other side, taking my pillow with me to block the sun. "Come on, Sam. Its your first day at Casper High!" I groaned. I then sat up.
"Fine, I'm up. Now could you close the blinds, please? The sun is hurting my pale skin," I asked. Uncle Fred then closed the blinds, and the pain of the sun was gone.
"Now, get dressed. Aunt Susan is making breakfast." he confirmed.
"Is it anything, but meat?" I asked. Uncle Fred frowned.
"Is there something wrong with meat, my dear?" he questioned.
"Yes. I'm an Ultra-recyclo-vegetarian," I replied. He then gave me a puzzled face.
"What does that mean?" he asked. I sighed.
"It means I don't eat anything with a face on it." I answered. Uncle Fred then sighed.
"Well no matter. Do you want cereal instead?" he asked.
"Do you have soy milk?" I asked. He frowned.
"No…" he answered.
"Then fruit or veggies would be fine." I informed. Uncle Fred sighed and walked out of the room, leaving the smell of smoke behind.
I hopped out of bed and went through my closet. I put on a plain black T-Shirt, pair of dark blue jeans, and put a grey sweatshirt over my black shirt. I then ran to the mirror, got out my black hair brush, and brushed my raven hair that touched my shoulders. I then put on my purple lipstick that matched my eyes, and put a little black eye shadow. I then looked at my mirror one last time, before running down the stairs.
When I finally got to the kitchen, Aunt Susan and Uncle Fred were yelling at each other. I looked at the time to see it was already 6:40. The bus comes at 6:45. So I grabbed an apple, and ran to the bus stop.
I made it to the bus stop to see a boy. He was an African American, and he wore glasses, wore a plain long sleeved yellow shirt with dark green pants, brown boots, and wore a red beret. He shifted away from me. Great, we haven't even talked before and he doesn't even like me.
"Hi," I greeted. He stayed silent. "I'm Sam. Who are you?"
"Tucker…" he whispered.
"Tucker," I repeated. "Cool name." I gave him a smile, but he just glared at me. I started to bite my lip.
"Don't talk to me," was the last thing he said before the bus pulled up. When the bus came to a complete stop, Tucker disappeared into it. I sighed and made my way on the bus.
Glares haunted me as I walked down the aisle. I was different to them. Another Goth, really? They're probably thinking. What's up with that? Then the spotlight was on the last seat at the end of the bus. I ran over there and took a seat, unknown by the jet black hair boy with crystal blue eyes wearing his black hood from his sweatshirt on his head glance at me as I sat down across from him. I was too busy wondering what Rebecca and Alex were doing, and if my parents knew where I was…
When I got to the school, I was greeted by the principal. She put a hand on my back, and pushed me into the school and brought me to her office. She gave me my schedule, carbonation, and my locker number. I thanked her and ran out the room, and towards my locker.
After looking for it forever, I opened it and found nothing inside. I grabbed out a binder from my bag, followed by notebooks and put my bag inside it and closed it. I then turned around to see the boy with jet black hair and crystal blue eyes standing in front of me.
"Um… hi?"
"Move," he demanded. I then put my free hand on my hip.
"Why should I?" I asked.
"Because you're in my way, and I need to get to my locker." The boy replied.
"Well, you could of said that in the first place." I said as I moved to the other side.
"Well, I didn't want to." he retorted when he got to his locker that was next to mine. I rolled my eyes and started to walk to the first class. It was English with Mr. Lancer. I found the room, and walked in. Mr. Lancer looked at me with his bold head shining like a diamond, his smile small, and his hands folded together. He walked up to me and smiled wider. I gave a small smile back.
"You must be the new student, am I correct?" he asked. I nodded. "Well, I'm Mr. Lancer, and I'm going to teach you English and History. I'm also the Vice Principal, too."
"Cool. So where do I sit?" I asked.
"You sit next to Miss Gray, who's over there," he answered while pointing in the direction of an African American girl with long wavy hair, and hazel eyes. I nodded and made my way towards the seat that was in the back of the classroom.
When I finally made my way towards it, I sat down. The girl noticed and looked at me. She smiled at me, and I forced a smile back. The girl then put down her pencil and stuck out her hand for me to shake. I accepted it, and we shook hands.
"Hi, I'm Valerie Gray. I used to be part of the popular group known as 'The A-List', but I became poor and they rejected me." The girl introduced.
"I'm Samantha Manson, but just call me Sam… or else," I threatened. Valerie gulped, and I couldn't help, but laugh. She then joined me and soon our laughter died down. "I'm an Ultra-recyclo-vegetarian and a Goth. I just moved here from California and live with my Aunt and Uncle. And I'm sorry you got rejected by your 'friends'. I know how it feels…" I put quotation marks at the word "friends", and Valerie just smiled.
"That's nice. And yeah, thanks. The only friend I have is a guy named Tucker who is kinda little off these days. Ever since his best friend, Danny-" she was cut off by Mr. Lancer.
"Now class, let's begin." he started. "As for you people who don't know, we have a new student! Her name is Samantha Manson. Miss Manson, would you stand up and introduce yourself?" I sighed and stood up. It was then that all eyes were on me. I gulped, but shook the nervousness away. Its stupid to get nervous over introducing yourself.
"Um… hi. My name is Sam Manson just to be clear. I recently just moved here from California and currently live with my Aunt and Uncle." I explained. Just then a blonde hair boy that looked like a jock raised his hand. I pointed to him.
"Why not your parents? Did you run away or something?" he asked. I bit my lip as all attention went on me.
"Umm… no… I… really don't want to talk about it…" I stammered. Silence then filled the room. Wow, these people were so much better than the other people from my other school.
"Okay everyone, let's start working," groans started echoing the room. "Miss Manson you can sit down now," I nodded and obeyed. I scooted my chair towards the desk. I then found a note on the corner of my desk, and took it. I opened it.
I'm sorry for your loss.
~Valerie
I looked at Valerie and smiled. She looked at me and smiled back. We then looked away from each other and back to Mr. Lancer. Maybe I'll make new friends after all.
It was lunch time when I went to my locker. I opened it and threw my textbooks inside. I had a lot of homework to do. Stupid math teacher! Why does she have to be so mean? I sighed and was about to close my locker when the guy with jet black hair ran beside me and opened his locker. I sighed again and closed mine shut, locking the carbonation. I then started to walk to the lunch room.
I looked back once to find the boy struggling to find something. I rolled my eyes as crumbled papers scattered across the floor. I sighed and turned back around. I started to make my way down the stair case, and onto the first floor. And there it was, the cafeteria. I then realized how hungry I was. All I had today was an apple. I'm was dying for a salad. So I rushed inside and hopped on line.
I scanned the table of food, and finally found a container of salad. I grabbed it, also my favorite kind of dressing, and went to the pay area. I then grabbed out money from my pocket and gave it to the cashier. She put it in the cash register and called for the next person.
It was hard to find a lunch table. It seemed like every table was full with people. I then started to get embarrassed when I was the last one who couldn't find a seat. But just then, I saw a wave telling me to go their way. I squinted to see it was Valerie. I smiled and ran in her direction. When I finally got there, it was only Valerie. I started to make a confused face. Did she say she had a friend named Tucker and Danny? I shrugged the question off and sat down across from her.
"Hey," I greeted.
"Hi!" she exclaimed.
"So where's the party?" I teased. She let out a small laugh.
"Tucker just needed to go to the bathroom. Danny needed to take care of… something." she explained.
"Something?" I repeated while raising an eyebrow.
"Yep. Something. His words, not mine!" Valerie then put her hands up in defense. I laughed.
"So, what were you saying earlier about Tucker being different because Danny…?" I asked while trailing off with a voice that said, "Go on". Valerie sighed.
"Its just that Danny has been a little rough on Tucker. He keeps telling him what to do, and not do and they just got into this huge fight. The fight was about 3 weeks ago. When I see them, I always see them at least one at a time. Its pretty frustrating." Valerie explained. I paused. 3 weeks ago… that's when my parents vanished from my life. Three weeks ago…
I snapped out of my daze and looked at Valerie.
"That is frustrating. Sorry to hear that," I apologized. She waved it off. "Seriously, I'm sorry. I had friends back at home at California and when the two started fighting, they did the same thing. But after a month or even just after three weeks, they forgave each other. And let me tell you, when the did forgave each other, I would set up a party just because I'm thankful that I don't have to live with their war anymore." We both laughed.
"I guess you're right," she confirmed after our laughter died down. "They been friends forever, even before I met them, and friends fight, right? So, I think this war will end soon." I smiled. Just then the same African American boy with the glasses and red beret came to our table and sat down. He glared at me.
"What is she doing here?" he asked harshly. Valerie slapped him on the arm. Ha, I would do the same thing.
"Be nice! She's my friend! And she has a name you know! Its Sam." she yelled at him. He turned his gaze to Valerie.
"I know her. I met her at the bus stop. I don't like her," he corrected coldly.
"You don't even know her! If you did, you'll probably be friends!" Valerie claimed.
"I don't want new friends. I don't need friends. I'm out of here." was his reply, and vanished out of the cafeteria. Valerie looked at me with guilty eyes.
"Sorry about that. Ever since the fight, Tucker has been depressed. Him and Danny were like brothers and now that they had the worst fight ever, he's been cold hearted lately." she explained.
"I understand. No need to apologize." I insisted. Valerie smiled at me, and I smiled back. Just then the floor began to shake. I started to think it was an earthquake, but alarms started to go off.
"Everyone get out! Ghost attack!" A person screamed. I raised an eyebrow.
"Ghost attack?" I questioned. Valerie gave a nervous laugh.
"Um… welcome to Amity Park?" She then jumped out of her seat, and grabbed my arm, and we ran.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"To the safest place in town, Fenton Works."
This was a long chapter :D
Happy 12/12/12! Here's the present that just ended ;)
I actually had fun writing this chapter. Little Tucky is a bad boy in this chapter! :O
So what will happen? Will they get to Fenton Works in time? Or will they not? And what is Fenton Works? (Well, its an AU. Aren't you curious? :3) Find out in Chapter 4! :D